It was quiet but for a soft, outdoor sound coming in from the open window. We lie there together on the edge of the couch with me resting between Lillian's legs while she held me. We were both recovering from the passion of the past two hours.
As usual, Madame broke the silence and announced that it was getting late and that she had to be up early for her morning tennis game. She kissed me and brusquely told me that she's glad for my visit and asked that I visit her tomorrow at one in the afternoon.
"Of course, Madame."
She take's on this business-like tone with me when we we're not fucking. This contrast in manner serves to entice me to desire more greatly the charms of her exceptional pussy.
Madame offered me her hand as she motioned to get up from the couch. I took it and as she came up, she brought her lips close to mine and gave me a kiss as though she wanted more of me now. My cock twitched as her tongue took a swipe inside my mouth. Nonetheless, it was her style to tempt me only to leave me wanting. We would meet again soon to fuck each other in absolute sinful lust.
She held my hand while we began to walk and looked back at the scene of our passionate mating ritual.
"Oh Mon Dieu André, we've made a mess again! Gigi and Paul will be here in the morning. I do love that rug and I'll want them to clean it."
Referring to a Persian rug now soaked with piss, cum and all the other fluids excreted during our fete des animaux. She walked me to the door, said "Good night" without emotion and I exited.
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Gigi always arrives at Madame's suite at 5:30 am to begin cleaning before Madame starts her day.
Gigi entered through the entrance that I had used the night before. She inspects the entrance and walks in and up the stairs, she checks that all is in order and takes a moment to sweep the stairs, the landing as well as the front porch. Now, onto the front room before she draws Madame's bath.
As she opens the door to enter Madame Faucheux's suite, her nose detects the scent of passion and in the dim morning light she sees the disheveled couch with Madame's nightgown in a wrinkled state with the parts of its ensemble in various places near wet stained pillows. Gigi's first thought is to find Faucheux's panties and especially reserve them before washing with the rest of the ensemble.
The smell of the previous night's passion is unusually strong, and Gigi is becoming keen to find its source when she steps onto the carpet damp with Lillian's effluent.
The carpet is a mess at this instant and Gigi's pussy begins to hum to the aroma of sexual passion.
The first priority is to get the carpet out, rinsed and soaking in a cold baking soda bath. Gigi rolls it up and manages to find the heiress's panties under the edge of a chair and then proceeds to carry them both out to the back. As Gigi ports her work to the wash-house, she begins to feel turned-on by the fragrance of Madame's strong smelling urine. The strong, unmistakable scent of Madame's piss burns in Gigi's nose. It brings to mind those afternoons when she would bathe the heiress and finish by licking her fragrant cunt. The smell of her mistress was a musk that made Gigi's pussy tingle and her involuntary thought was to imagine licking Madame's cunt while feeling the warmth and wetness of Madame's sexual arousal sitting on her face.
Gigi focuses as she enters the wash house. The carpet has soaked her clothes and her skin feels warm from contact with Madame's pungent piss. Georgette sets the carpet on the ground, removes her maid's uniform and without thought begins to rub her large mound. In short order, she builds to a frenzy clawing at her pussy while crawling on top of the rug and pushing her face down to lick the soaking-wet fabric. One of Gigi's hands pushes two fingers into the slit of her mound while she sniffs and licks at the carpet.
This is what the fragrance of Madame' cunt does to her....
Breathing hard and almost hyperventilating, Gigi fingers herself silly until she comes while pushing her groin into the carpet and releasing her own quick stream of fluid. It all happens too quickly but she's now in a rush to get Madame's favorite carpet soaking in a baking soda bath.
Gigi is completely naked and looks beautiful as she gathers the carpet and puts it into a tub filled with water from the previous rain. The maid pours soda powder into the bath as she stirs it with a paddle.
Next, she runs out through the back door of the washhouse and feels the morning air filter between her legs. The dark muff of her pussy is damp with juices she can feel dripping down her legs while she quickly walks to the spring fed pool.
From behind, the look is of her young slender body. Her adorable, large round ass with muscles activated is a devine sight as she hurriedly walks to get to the bathing pond before getting back to her chores.
Gigi enters the cool water of the pool with a soap in her hand. She quickly washes her body and hair. As much as she struggles to get herself clean to go back to work, the deep, dirty thoughts of her mind steadfastly focus on her desire for Madame Faucheux. To the extent Gigi can focus her mind, she manages to get out of the pool, dry off and get a clean uniform from the shed.
From her room overlooking the backyard, Madame watches the girl dry herself.
"MMmmm" intoned Lillian as she sees Georgette blot her breasts dry, rub the towel across her back and over the cheeks of her ass, ending by a floss between her legs.
Next, the girl appears to prance to the shed where she dresses and can be seen putting on the pink silk panties Lillian had been wearing the evening before. A clear sign the young woman will soon reveal what is between her legs.
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Madame Lillian has her separate roles in this world due her status as an heiress with its authority over her home and her social standing with her friends. The relationships she has with her lovers are another matter.
Without question she is "Madame" or "Mistress" to her servants. With her lovers, her title is a difficult problem to categorize.
For those who know and experience her vulnerable side, she is "Lillian".
Servants should never be allowed to address her in such a familiar manner.
Thus, Mistress Madame Lillian has a problem.
Madame has a secret love for Gigi.
Madame Lillian thought for a moment.
She thought about the shape of Gigi's body and the maid's marvelous ass.
The way it feels against her face when she caresses it.
The way she's mesmerized by its shape every time she sees it.
Madame considers her jealousy that her servant possesses a remarkable sublimity in her derriere while the ass of Madame herself is merely "respectable".
Madame whispers to herself.
"Of course, I love Gigi with her artful ass."
"I want to possess her."
"I want her to care for me."
"Gigi has given me the care and affectionate attention a servant should be expected to provide her mistress. Gigi's touch is so beautiful, sensitive. Nor can I help looking forward to the next time she touches me."
"I am weak for her."
"Mmmmm..."
"I'm getting wet just thinking about it."
Lillian whispers to herself as she closes her eyes.
"It's her ass that I want.
That's why I hired her.
Her grand derriere.
That's why she's here."
"I've tasted Gigi and I want her
Again.
