I heard the door handle to the study turning and quickly moved to the cupboard to hide from my stepfather.
I had only been back from university (Cambridge) for two nights, and was snooping around my stepfathers things, to see what he had changed now my poor father was dead.
He didn't see me, as I hastily hid myself inside the large cupboard, but went round to his desk, sat down and rang the bell on the wall. Presently one of my mothers maids came in with a tea tray, she must have been new because I didn't recognise her.
She was beautiful, petite with bright green eyes, full lips and wonderfully heavy, pale breasts which were spilling out from her chemise, pushed up by her corset.
'Ah Anna, good girl, shut the door, put the tray down and come round here' said my stepfather only briefly looking up from his newspaper.
Anna did as she was told, and came and stood in front of my stepfather. He put his paper down and with no further discussion started to softly stroke her ample bosom.
I was shocked, my stepfather had always seemed like a shy bumbling man, not one to take advantage of his servants in this way. I was angry for my mother, they had only been married a short time, I wanted to go out and confront him but I was also aware of the stirrings in my trousers and wanted to see how his dealings with Anna developed.
Sure enough his fumblings got stronger and he started to pummel and pinch her breasts before pulling and tugging her chemise, down from her shoulders and over her bosom. They were now bare, and god were they beautiful.
Anna did not look as if she was enjoying this but also did not look surprised. This was not the first time.
He continued to gently stroke and kneed her milky orbs and then began to suck them, carefully licking each nipple with his wet slobbery tongue, cupping the heavy weight with his hands.
I could see Annas body stiffen and start to get goose pimples all over, her rosy pink nipples hardened.
I couldn't help myself, over my trousers I started to rub my stiffening cock.
My uncle spun Anna round and she placed her hands on the mahogany desk and lent over so her heavy breast where swinging. Standing behind her he continued to roughly grab and squeeze them with one hand.
'There's a good girl don't look round' murmured my stepfather urgently as he unbuttoned his trouser and started to rub his erect member. Jerking away at it, I could tell he wasn't going to last long, the climax was building up as he continued to pull and pinch her nipples. Annas occasional gasps of pain sent me into overdrive. I also was furiously rubbing myself. Having undone my trouser front my cock was now large and incredibly hard.
He brought himself to a fast, jerky climax and gave an embarrassed whimper as he quickly brought out his pocket hanky and shot his load into it.
Anna wasn't allowed to move until he had cleaned himself up and sat back down at his desk.
'There's a good girl, back to work now.'
He had left a shiny penny by her hand.
Later that night having escaped from the study unnoticed, I went in search of the pretty maid and found her alone in the pantry. I hadn't stopped thinking about her all evening. It was my duty to chastise the naughty girl, she was in my mothers employment and shouldn't be allowing my stepfather to do that, even if she did have no choice.
I startled her as I asked where Mrs Hill the cook was.
'Oh sir?' She stammered as she span round 'She isn't here, she's already gone to bed, may I do something for you?'
My handsome face gave a wolfish grin. God she really was ridiculously wonderful. Her bosoms were heaving with shock at having been found by a strange man and she kept nervously biting her pouty lips. I couldn't help but get straight to the point.
'I know what my stepfather is doing to you and I wont have my mother humiliated by dirty whores.'
The blood drained from her exquisite face.
'Do as I say and there will be no trouble. Turn around, put your hands on the kitchen table and don't make a sound. We don't want to wake up the household do we?'
Her eyes begin to well up but she did as she was told and didn't say a word.
I pushed down on her back until she was bent over the scrubbed wooden table and began to lift up her skirt and petticoats and pushed them over her back.
Her body shuddered and she gasped as I began to caress her soft pale bottom. Putting my hand between her thighs, I made her spread her lovely legs, admiring the blue ribbons that held up her stockings. My prick was as hard as stone by this point but I didn't want to rush this.
I slowly raised my hand and without warning sent it swishing down with a firm slap. Anna squealed. I had left a wonderful mark on her peachy behind.
'That is what little sluts get.'
I raised my hand again and sent it whooshing onto her tensed bottom leaving a hand print. I could feel the heat coming off her as I gently stroked her reddened derriere.
'Please sir, please don't', she begged 'I'll try and stop him touching me.'
I slapped again and again, fast and hard until her little body was quivering and her lovely face was wet with tears. I stopped and stepped back to admire my work, she flinched from the pain as my white hand softly touched and caressed her sore behind.
I pulled her up and wiped the tears from the pale freckles on her cheeks and gently kissed her pretty mouth. I could feel her start to respond to my gentleness, her lips parting as I slipped my warm tongue inside. Cruelly pulling away I whispered. 'Now Anna, get on your knees.'
