I was sitting at the kitchen table enjoying my morning coffee when I heard my wife Katherine coming down the staircase. I hadn't slept well and had already been awake for a while. My mind was working overtime trying to put all of the pieces of my life where they rightfully belonged. Things that seemed so cut and dried a couple of weeks ago were now spinning out of control. I knew that I was playing with fire but I was like an addict having one last binge before I went out looking for help. I thought I could have the best of both worlds if I could just get Ashley out of my system and get back to my normal life.
"Good morning," Katherine said as she bounced into the kitchen carrying her tablet. She had her hair pulled back in a ponytail and she was wearing sweatpants and a tank top.
"You're not working today?" I asked, immediately wondering if my tone of voice sounded as nervous as I thought it did.
"Oh, didn't I tell you? I'm not going in until noon, we're doing inventory tonight so I figured I'd run on the treadmill for a bit after I have some coffee. Is Ashley coming over today?" she grinned as she popped her Starbucks K-cup into the brewer and leaned against the counter as it brewed.
"Yeah, she'll be here at 9AM." I was doing some simple calculations in my head and I was having a hard time believing that it was a coincidence that my wife wanted to take a run on a treadmill she hadn't used in months on a morning when I told her Ashley would be ironing the clothes. Oh, did I mention that the treadmill was in the laundry room?
"That's good, I want to thank her for doing such a great job yesterday," she smiled as she added a cream and sugar to her coffee and joined me at the table. My heart was racing but I did my best to appear calm, I didn't think Ashley would burst through the door wearing sexy lingerie and heels or anything but I knew she wasn't expecting my wife to be home when she got here.
"I'm sure she'll appreciate that, and if you have anything else she can help you with just let her know."
"Oh, I will," she grinned as she opened her tablet and loaded up the Drudge Report and started reading the news.
I sipped my coffee and wondered if Katherine had heard something the night before when Ashley was over being my little fucktoy on the couch. Is that why she was all of a sudden going in late to work? I figured that didn't make sense, if she had heard something she'd have done much more damage catching us in the act. Maybe they really were just doing inventory at the store but I would have to make sure to stay on my toes just in case.
"What did you have planned for her?" Katherine asked as she looked up from her tablet.
"What do you mean?"
"Today, what did you have planned for Ashley?" she asked as she raised her eyebrows and looked over at me.
"Oh, like I said yesterday she said she'd take care of the ironing for you and I was going to have her edit an article for me that I'm writing about the ever changing social media landscape."
"Sounds like the ironing will be the fun part of her day," she smirked as she sipped her coffee.
"Hey, not everyone thinks tech stuff is as boring as you do," I grinned as I watched her sip her coffee. She looked cute with her hair pulled back into a ponytail and the thought occurred to me that her current desire to run on the treadmill might not be to spy on Ashley as much as it might be to try and compete with the sexy blonde teenager.
There was a knock on the patio door and I looked up to see Ashley letting herself in. She was wearing a button down denim shirt that was tied at the waist showing off her midsection with skinny jeans that clung to her thighs and ass in a way that should be illegal. Her brown ankle-strap sandals with 4" heels showed off her perfectly manicured red toenails and pushed her up over 6 feet tall. Her blonde hair was down and flowing in a very sexy slightly mussed up kind of way.
"Good morning," Ashley said as she walked into the kitchen and put her laptop down on the counter, "I hope I'm not too early."
"Not at all," I said.
"Good morning, Ashley," my wife said, "How was your first day yesterday?"
"It was awesome!" Ashley smiled, "Well, the learning about writing was a bit more awesome than cleaning the bathrooms and doing the laundry but I know I'm here to work and I'm just happy for the opportunity." I thought to myself that if Ashley ever wanted to run for political office she'd be an absolute natural.
"That's good," my wife said as she closed her tablet and stood up. "I was just going to take a run on the treadmill, why don't you let me show you where the iron is at."
"Sure, not a problem," Ashley smiled.
"If that's ok with you," Katherine said looking over at me.
"Sure, knock yourselves out." I said as Ashley made a kissing face as she stood behind Katherine and waited for her to head down the stairs.
I wondered what exactly was going to happen down there. I had a feeling that Katherine was trying to trip Ashley up and prove that I was the one that did all of the manual labor the day before, which while it wasn't entirely true it was true enough to get me in trouble. I fought the urge to go down to the laundry room and instead went up to my office and read through the MLB site. After about a half-hour or so my wife appeared in the doorway of my office sweating and out of breath with a towel around her neck.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"For what, exactly?" I asked looking up from my PC screen.
"Thinking you had done the work yesterday and not Ashley."
"What changed your mind?"
"The girl is like a machine, I've never seen anyone iron and fold clothes so fast and so meticulously." She shook her head in disbelief. "Anyway, I'm going to hop in the shower and get ready for work."
"Ok," I smiled.
I heard the water start to run in the shower and shortly after that Ashley appeared carrying the first load of clothes up from the basement.
"Hey," she smiled as she paused in my doorway.
"So I hear you're good at doing laundry," I smiled.
"Yeah, I spent two summers working at Lindsey's dad's dry cleaning stores when I was in junior high."
"So you're not just a spoiled little princess, huh?" I smiled as I sat back in my chair.
"I wouldn't say
that
," Ashley giggled as she took the clothes into the master bedroom and hung them in the closet. "Come get me after she leaves," she said before she disappeared back down the hallway.
I wondered what other talents young Ashley had that were lurking there just under the surface to be discovered. I hoped that now that Katherine had given her a test and she had passed with flying colors that would be the end of it for now.
My wife apologized again to me before she left for work wearing one of the blouses that Ashley had just prepared and a business skirt and heels. I waited a few minutes after I heard the garage door go down before going down into the basement to relieve Ashley from any further laundry duty for the day.
"The evil step-mom is gone, you can stop slaving over the iron Cinderella," I said as I walked into the laundry room.
"Does that make you Prince Charming?" Ashley grinned, a bit of sweat on her brow as she finished folding one of my polo shirts and turned off the iron.
"I suppose it does," I grinned as I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her slim waist. "You are by far the sexiest maid ever," I chuckled as I leaned down and kissed her neck, inhaling her sweet perfume.
"I know," Ashley giggled as she turned around to face me. "What was she doing home this morning anyway?" she asked as she put her arms around my neck and kissed my lips softly.
"I'm pretty sure she was checking up on you," I said as I kissed Ashley's sweet lips. I moved my hands down and cupped her firm ass and pulled her body closer.
"More like she was checking up on
you
