(-- Chapter 4 --)
Jane's eyes snapped open, and she shot up in bed. Her chest rose and fell as she panted for breath, and she put one hand to her head. "What a strange dream..."
Blue dawn light streamed in through the window, and the curtains fluttered in a morning breeze. The chilly air felt completely different from the sweltering heat the night before.
"That was a dream, right...?" She asked herself.
She remembered wandering through the dark halls, and how she ran across Eva eating out a maid. Jane had masturbated, watching them, but her actions didn't feel like her own. She would never do something so brazen in real life.
(That had to have been a dream...)
A pitcher of water sat on her nightstand. Jane poured herself a glass and gulped the water down her parched throat. She remembered the same desperate thirst in her dream.
(Perhaps I was just dehydrated...) She thought to herself.
A knock came at the door, and Jane swallowed the last gulp of water. She set aside the glass before glancing back at the door. "Who is it?"
"It's Serina," the maid said.
She stepped inside and curtsied in front of the bed. Her every action exuded refinement, and Jane's pulse quickened at the sight. A slight panic ran through her, and she waved Serina to rise.
"There is no need to bow," Jane replied hurriedly. It felt like she should be the one curtsying instead.
Serina's conservative maid uniform had long sleeves, and showed little skin, but she still outshone Jane and every other maid on the estate. It felt wrong for someone like that to curtsy before someone like her.
"Would you like a shower this morning?" Serina asked. "Your nap prevented one last evening..."
"Sorry about that." Jane blushed, but nodded. She really needed a shower, especially after such a weird dream. "That sounds great."
-- Thirty Minutes Later --
Jane stepped out of the showers and gave a satisfied sigh. Steam wafted off her skin, and she left a trail of wet footprints behind her.
Outside the showers was a changing room. She sat down on a bench and let out another satisfied sigh, basking in the afterglow of her shower.
Serina stepped out of a side room, carrying a bottle of lotion. She approached Jane and gave a small bow. "Would you like some lotion to moisturize your skin?"
A pair of white lilies marked the front of the bottle. They looked like the same type of flower that grew everywhere around the mansion. Jane remembered their strangely sweet scent and smiled.
"That sounds great." She sat up and reached to accept the bottle, but Serina shook her head.
She kneeled in front of Jane and squeezed a dollop of the white cream out onto her hand. "Please allow me to apply it."
"Oh..." Jane blinked in surprise. "You don't have to do that. I can put it on myself."
"This is an expensive product," Serina said and rubbed the lotion between her hands, warming it up. "Please, allow me."
A small blush rose in Jane's cheeks. Pricey beauty products were a waste on her. However, a small thrill ran through her at the thought of the maid applying the lotion. To have someone as cool as Serina treat her, it felt like a rare opportunity.
Serina opened her hands and stared up at her expectantly.
Embarrassment burned through Jane's ears, but she raised her leg, offering it to the maid.
Serina's lotion-slick hands enveloped her foot and glided over Jane's skin. She rubbed the lotion over the bridge of her foot, down the sides, and up into her arch. She slipped her fingers between Jane's toes and into every nook and cranny.
A small ticklish sensation accompanied Serina's touch, but Jane's eyes widened for a different reason. Warmth enveloped her foot, and she felt the cool air waft against her skin. Her foot felt extra sensitive to the touch.
"Oh, uhm..." Jane stiffened, but Serina continued massing the lotion into her skin.
Small waves of pleasure rippled out from the maid's touch, and a tingle of anticipation ran up Jane's inner thigh. It gathered between her legs, and as Serina worked the lotion into her skin, a flame of arousal flickered to life in Jane's belly.
"Is something wrong?" Serina asked without looking up.
"No, uhm... Nothing." (Oh no! Why am I getting aroused by a simple foot massage?!)
Jane swallowed dryly, and realized how thirsty she had become. She chided herself for not drinking more water, but she didn't have time to linger on that fact. Serina's fingers glided up her calf, and they brought more of the tingling pleasure with them.
"This lotion promotes healthy skin, and it enhances the electrical conductivity of the epidermis," Serina said as she massaged. "Some say it can even reverse wrinkles."
"I-I see..." Jane bit her lower lip and looked away.
Serina's fingers massaged at her calf, and tingles of pleasure rippled out of her soft muscles. It felt like her lower leg had become an erogenous zone. Everywhere the lotion touched left a strange warmth that tingled in sensitivity.
"The cure for wrinkles is a myth, of course," Serina said. "Even Miss Eva has a few crow's feet, after all."
She worked on without glancing up at Jane. Her hands traveled up past Jane's knee and massaged her thigh. As her fingers reached the edge of her towel, they slipped beneath the hem to work the lotion deeper between Jane's legs.
Jane's heart pounded in her ears. She clasped one hand over her mouth to hold back a moan, but a shuddering sigh still escaped her nose. Everywhere Serina's fingers touched sent tingles of pleasure up her leg. The anticipation grew in her sex, and arousal burned through her core. Reflexively, she clenched her sex, and her stomach lurched in despair.
