The women in John's life seemed happy. Alison, his wife, was even more submissive than she had ever been before but she also seemed to be reveling in sometimes playing the dominant part when it came to their adventures with her mother. Evelyn, her mother, was still pretending to be a reluctant participant in their games, still pretending to be the righteous pillar of society that all her friends thought her to be. John, however, knew exactly what she was. He knew very well that when he wanted to use her, when he wanted his wife to use her, that she would protest every moment of her humiliation; and every moment her pussy would become more and more aroused until her whole body would shake in each incredible orgasm that she achieved at the hands, at the tongues and at the cocks of her daughter and son in law. Alison's cock was of course a rubber one but John's was all too real and he had lost count of how many times he had cum in and on his mother in law.
Yes, life was good for John and his women at this moment but there was still one more who spent a lot of time at their home who didn't seem happy. He had hired Maria as a personal favour to one of his many employees. Her mother, Sally, had explained that Maria was going to university after the summer but was looking for a job to raise funds to help with this. Sally was a single mother and John had always had a soft spot for her. She was a hard working, loyal secretary and John would have happily funded her daughter's education if she had only asked. He knew, however, that she was proud of what she had achieved on her own and she wanted to raise her daughter to do the same. So John had been delighted to agree to interview the eighteen year old girl and it was still an interview that he looked back on with a great amount of fondness.
That had been over a month ago and John smiled as he once again thought back to the day Maria was first shown into his office. The nervous girl couldn't have known that the interview was a formality even before she sat down so she had dressed in what she had thought was appropriate business attire, a plain white blouse and a straight black skirt. Her outfit was finished off with plain black tights and flat black shoes. The fact that she wasn't wearing high high heels had surprised John because the girl was small, just like her mother, and John couldn't help but feel very powerful as this timid girl had stood before him.
Smiling at her, John had stood up to shake her hand and noticed immediately just how small she was as he towered over her. He was only six feet tall himself but she was at least five or six inches smaller than he was. Her palm was moist as she shook his hand and she could barely look him in the eye as he invited her to take a seat.
Maria was even more nervous than John could have imagined. Powerful men, and women, always seemed to have this effect on her. She knew what would happen as soon as this important man, her mother's boss, began to speak to her. Already she could feel her nipples starting to tingle as she tried really hard to concentrate on what he was asking her but every time she raised her eyes she could feel the weight of his stare.
John was bemused by how embarrassed the poor girl was as soon as he had began to ask her even the most basic questions. He had imagined he would be faced with a typical eighteen year old who would drive him to distraction with her "know it all" attitude or her "couldn't care less" demeanour. John was certainly being driven to distraction but it wasn't because Maria was doing anything wrong.
The first sign he saw of her true nature was the way her cheeks blushed almost as soon as he started talking. He noticed too that she never looked him in the eye, always keeping her head bowed, only daring to raise her eyes when she had to answer a question. But what really sealed the deal for John was when he noticed her nipples.
He couldn't do anything but notice them as the longer the interview went on the more they seemed to swell until he seriously thought they were going to burst through her thin white blouse. Not that John was complaining; he loved the submissive nature that the girl was so obviously portraying and he wondered if he would ever have the chance to find out just how far she was prepared to go to please her new employer. He had offered her the job of housemaid on the spot and the girl had raised her head for the first time. She smiled the most beautiful smile at him and John was immediately captivated by her gorgeous brown eyes.
Maria had practically ran out of his office, too excited to even shake John's hand and in too much of a hurry to let her mother know the good news. If she had been more calm she would have remembered the other symptom of her submissive nature that John hadn't noticed until now. She always liked to dress more adventurously under her outer clothes when she was nervous and for her interview she had not chosen black tights as John had imagined but black thigh-high stockings. Her outfit had been completed by a tiny black thong which was saturated by the end of her ordeal. It had been unable to contain her flowing pussy juices and it had been unable to prevent her leaving a small damp spot on the leather chair.
In her rush to leave she hadn't noticed the evidence of her nervousness and of her arousal but John did. He smiled to himself, knowing he had made a very wise decision and thinking that he might decide to work from home a lot more over the summer.
That had been over a month ago and Maria was once again sitting in his office only this time her bright brown eyes were dulled with tears and John had no idea what was wrong with the girl. It took a long time for him to coax some answers from her and he realised that she had used almost every ounce of her courage to come to his office again. Something was obviously very wrong and he knew he had to get to the bottom of it or he ran the risk of losing both the girl and her mother from his employ.
Maria eventually explained that she loved working for him in his beautiful home and John replied that he loved having her there. This was very true as Maria had proved to be just as hard working, just as loyal, as her mother but something was wrong and so John tried to encourage her to tell him exactly what it was.
Eventually she managed to whisper, "It's your mother in law, sir."
Finally the light dawned. John knew that he had control of Evelyn but to the rest of society she had continued to be the over bearing bitch that she had always been. He probed some more and by the time Maria was finished he had a very detailed explanation of just what had been going on whenever he was not at home and he promised the poor girl that he would put things right. Asking her to come back to his house with him there and then, he was rewarded with one of her angelic smiles and John smiled himself as a plan began to form in his mind as to how to teach his mother in law a new lesson.
Throughout the journey in his chauffeur driven car John had tried to reassure her that everything would be fine from now on. All she had to do was follow his lead once Alison and her mother came home. Maria wasn't sure how he could control his mother in law or convince her to treat her maid with more respect but she trusted her employer implicitly. For the first time in weeks she began to relax and leaned back into the soft leather seat of the most luxurious car she had ever been in.
All her resolve disappeared however the moment the two older women returned. She met them at the door and informed them that John was waiting for them in his study. The two women looked at each other anxiously. They had just spent a very enjoyable day in the city, one of their joint trips that were becoming more frequent now that they knew their place in the new order of things. A summons to the study, however, was always a serious matter and they rushed there without even taking off their coats.
They knew better than to just go straight in and they knocked nervously on the door before waiting for admission with a growing sense of trepidation. After an agonising wait of only a few moments but one that seemed to go on forever, John issued a gruff "Come in!"
They nearly fell over each other in their desire to be first through the door, not wanting to give John any excuse to be annoyed with them. When they saw his glowering face, however, they instantly knew that one or both of them was in serious trouble. They were so intent ion examining the last few days to see if they had inadvertently committed any misdemeanours that they didn't even notice Maria locking the door behind them and joining John on the other side of the desk.
