My wife just walked out the door to meet her friends for their Vegas 'getaway'. The only people in the house are Elena, our live-in housekeeper, and me. Elena's a young 20-something red head with long hair and a tight little body. Her housecleaning skills are good, but she really excels at looking sexy in the maid outfit we require her to wear. It was one of the conditions I had with my wife when we decided to go full out and get a live-in housekeeper. I insisted that if we were going to have an 'employee' then I wanted that employee to understand that this was a business relationship, that we had expectations about professionalism and that we weren't looking for a person that was just going to live with us and try to keep the place tidy. The argument was successful, which was good in that I couldn't really tell my wife that a maid in uniform was a huge turn-on to me.
No sooner did my wife walk out the door than did Elena come into the den to start vacuuming. She asked me if it was o.k., which I said it was. There was nothing of interest going on in the paper I was reading and there was no way I was going to turn her away when I could watch walk around the den in her little maid outfit. I think she knew this which is why I think she started with the den. There she was, vacuuming away, dusting pictures, all the while teasing my cock. I knew that was what she was trying to do when she'd bend with her legs slightly apart but relatively straight. This made her ass stick out and her skirt part of her uniform raise up. She probably noticed that I didn't flip the page of the paper once while she was in the room. And no sooner did she get my dick hard, off she was with the vacuum to the living room. I couldn't take it anymore and off I went to the bathroom to jack off fantasizing about putting my hands up her skirt, ripping off her panties and fucking her hard from behind while I held her shoulders down on the couch. Needless to say I wasn't in the bathroom all that long.
After a few hours, Elena announced the housecleaning was all done and that she was going to take a shower. This immediately put me in fantasy mode again thinking about her naked body in the shower. Our guest shower is a fairly sizable glass unit and I imagined her seeing her behind the steamy glass lathering up her breasts, between her legs and her sexy ass. My cock was hard and I wanted to jerk off again. This time, though, I was too turned on since my fantasy was taking place just down the hall. I knew she liked teasing me and announcing a shower so soon after my wife left was her just trying to push my buttons.
I walked down the hall just outside of the bathroom door where I could hear the water running. I restarted my fantasy while I grabbed my dick through my pants. I imagined grabbing her in the shower and just ramming my dick inside her. As I played out my fantasy, I could feel myself getting worked up faster than I wanted, but I didn't want it to end. Finally I couldn't take it any longer and pulled off my clothes until there was nothing but me and a raging hard on. I started to stroke my dick again but now I was getting angry. Why was she teasing me like this?
Not being able to take it any longer, I opened the door and walked into the bathroom, which startled her. I could tell she was confused and trying to see me through the steamed up glass.
Elena: Mr. Smith, what are you doing!?
Me: I'm coming to take a shower.
Elena: Mr. Smith, you can't!
Me: Yes I can. This is my house and I can do whatever I want.
I reached the shower and opened the door. As I did, she saw I had no clothes on and a very hard dick. Her eyes were wide open as if a bit scared.
Elena: Mr. Smith, you can't do this. What about Mrs. Smith?
Me: Mrs. Smith isn't here and you've been walking around this house trying to get my dick hard.
