Catherine was everything his wife was not, physically and otherwise. She was tall and a little plump with generous breasts and hips. She had short red hair, vivid colouring with brilliant green eyes and peach skin that looked satiny soft. She always had a ready smile. His wife was petite. Trim and toned, almost muscular, with long blond hair, pale blue eyes and milky white skin. Jeanine was also not as cheerful a person. She worked long hours and it showed. She was attractive but there was something about Catherine that drew Jamie's gaze time and again.
Catherine didn't think being the housekeeper here was as much work as her pay indicated she had. Both of the bosses worked full time and there were no children. Aside from the occasional last minute business dinner there were no surprises and no hard jobs. The rooms they had given her were luxurious. She had been surprised to find that she had her own bath in the attic. And she loved the view of the countryside from her windows. The only thing she could wish for was that both bosses treated her the same. Mrs. Boss treated her with disdain, as a common servant. Like she barely existed except as a machine to order about. Mr. Boss on the other hand....well he was always watching her and Catherine could swear there was lust in his eyes sometimes when he looked at her. He was always warm and kind. The Bosses were rarely at home at the same time and when She wasn't around, He warmed up considerably. He also gave Catherine her bonuses, so she always made sure she was nice to him.
What Catherine [and Jeanine] didn't know was that he had installed cameras in her room. Voyeur cams. They didn't go anywhere but his work and home computers but he loved the way she took a bath and he knew exactly how often her vibrator was used. He had even watched her one night stand with that long haired brunette. He was hot for her and couldn't wait for an opportunity. Today Jamie was watching her closely. Jeanine was out of town on a business trip, Catherine had packed her bags and sent her off in a taxi while Jamie was at work. When he arrived home, he sat in the kitchen and chatted with her while she made dinner for him. He even insisted she make enough for herself and eat with him. She had been amiable enough while trying to keep a distance between them - employee to employer. Soon, though, he had her laughing and she began to relax. They ended up watching a movie together. He gave her a glass of wine, refilling it when she wasn't looking. When she bid him good night and tripped upstairs he rushed to his computer to watch for his moment.
In her room Catherine smiled dreamily as she thought about the evening. She didn't know he could be so much fun. She sobered a little as the thought occurred to her that she could fall for him. She shook her head, impossible. He was her boss, her MARRIED boss. Cute and rather sexy with that beard of his, he was tempting. She thought more about it as she removed her clothes and ran her bath.
Jamie could see the thoughts in her head pass over her face. She wasn't so unguarded when she was on duty but in her room she let her true self out. He smiled as he watched the dreamy smile be replaced by the frown. He knew what she was thinking. He knew she was thinking about possibilities as she stripped off her clothes and tossed them towards the hamper. He could see her nipples tighten, he grinned when she pulled on them with her fingers and moaned. He waited until she'd slid fully into the vanilla scented bubble bath and closed her eyes.
On her last day off he'd made absolutely sure he knew all the places that creaked and had oiled all the hinges. Jamie snuck into her room and shed his clothes. His cock, already at half mast, sprung out, eagerly seeking a warm spot. He peeked around the bathroom door and grinned when he saw that her eyes were still closed and her hands were moving restlessly over her body.
"Can I help you with that?"
Catherine gasped and leapt to a sitting position. "Jamie! I-I mean Mr. Stokes! What are you doing here? Did you still need me for something this evening? I'm sorry sir, I thought I was off duty!"
Jamie chuckled, "You are off duty my dear, and yes I need you for something. I need you to satisfy a craving of mine."
She reached for the nearest towel and rose from the tub, "Sure Mr. Stokes, anything you need. Just let me get dressed.." she broke off as he moved toward her. She began to back away from him and he guided her movements with little steps to the left and right. He stalked her, pushing her out the bathroom door and to her bedroom. He backed her right up to her bed until her knees buckled. It was then she noticed he was naked.
Immediately her pussy dampened and her horror grew. Surely he didn't want to fuck her! He was a married man and a faithful one at that. In her two years there she had never seen him have an affair. Her skin began to tingle and her breath quickened when he stepped right between her knees, his hard throbbing cock directly in her face. Involuntarily her mouth opened and her eyes glazed over.
Jamie thought this was too easy, she was panting already. He had to do something to make it a touch more like it was against her will. He wondered what, he knew Catherine wanted him. Then it hit him. And he knew just where to find the things he needed, thanks to his camera.
"Now, Catie my dear, we're going to have some fun. For the next 3 days you're going to be my love slave." Jamie's voiced rumbled as it deepened with excitement. "You're going to do everything I tell you, when I tell and exactly how I tell you. Is that clear?"
Still staring at his cock Catherine licked her lips and slowly nodded. That wasn't quite good enough for Jamie. He grabbed his member and slapped her on the mouth with it, barely restraining a groan.
"Say 'Yes, Master.' I want to hear the word Master every time you speak to me. Is that clear?"
