It was an odd feeling knowing that the person that he was probably, alright, undoubtedly in love with, was only downstairs. If, of course, it was possible to love someone while also shagging hundreds of other people for the survival of humankind. Yet the person he was contractually obligated to shag had just walked through the door, a few hours after having left with her staff to discuss any governmental business and updates. And it made it worse knowing that, despite initially banging heads, he and Maia got on like a house on fire. They found each other funny, and they were a match for each other conversationally, but it was never going to be love, what with her being a lesbian. More importantly, not being Lois...
"You alright?" Maia asked, walking back into the apartment with a smile. "Did you miss me?"
Standing up from the sofa, Steven merely smiled. His update from Stephanie had only lasted forty minutes, and even though it had revealed some interesting news, he'd spent the last few hours, apart from a brief walk along the beach, watching television and playing video games. Not knowing how long Maia would take, he'd been required to stay in the local area for when she was finally free, although being 'official government business', he and Stephanie had been pretty sure it would take a few hours, and they were proven correct. She'd gone off to the meeting room at about eleven am, and she now returned coming up to four thirty pm.
"Not too bad." He replied. "Was considering having a wank." He spoke completely naturally as if he was serious, but Maia was ready for him.
"Oh please," she scoffed, "as if you could resist this?" Giving him a twirl, Maia had got dressed for her meeting, black pencil skirt and plain white shirt, but Steven still remembered her this morning, walking around with her small but pert breasts out, completely unencumbered by the need for modesty, that was, until the conversation had got too heavy anyway.
"If I didn't have a penis," Steven replied solemnly, "I promise I'd already be wet." This was met by a giggle, but any other response was completely missed by Steven, as he became distracted by the maid who'd just walked through the door.
Lois, her light brown complexion mostly hidden by the black trousers and black long-sleeved shirt that was uniform for all the maids (although a skirt was available, for comfort and, Steven's favourite, easy access), the last time Steven had seen her was almost nine months ago. He remembered that she'd been curvaceous, an effect enhanced by her taller than average frame, but now she was back from maternity leave, having had twins she appeared similar, but appeared to have a radiance he couldn't quite remember her having prior, as if motherhood had somehow increased her beauty. The biggest difference what that her hair had been long and straight but was now tied up in braids. Steven could feel his heart beating in his mouth, just captivated by the radiant beauty before him.
He was aware that Maia was still talking, and, despite Lois bending over to pick something up over the floor, the tight trousers showing off some amazing curves, he forced himself to look back at Maia, who appeared unaware he'd disappeared off inside his own head.
"... and I found myself in hand-to-hand combat before I was forced to eat my own hand to escape." Maia finished her sentence.
"Hu-hum," Steven answered, his eyes dragged back to Lois' body as if mesmerized. Okay. Maybe she had noticed.
Eyebrows raised; Maia turned to see who had claimed Steven's attention. Eyeing the maid up, she nodded appreciatively before turning back to her host.
"Well Steven, I must admit I find myself surprised and impressed. I was under the impression that our blonde maid from last night was your type, but I'm pleased to see you've found interest in the fuller figured woman. Us darker-skinned girls too. To be fair, I mean, wow. She is thick as fuck!"
Going bright red, Steven did his best to deny everything.
"I mean, I don't know, well, she's very attractive, but I have no, you know, preference, she's you know, a lovely girl..." Aware that his best was absolutely pathetic, he jerked to a halt. He didn't quite know what had overcome him, he just felt absolutely tongue-tied.
Knowing she was being admired, Lois smiled warmly at the two of them, her cheeks dimpling adorably as she did so. With a coquettish wink, she entered Steven's bedroom.
"I think that might be our cue," Steven stood up eagerly, but to his surprise Maia remained seated.
"Steven," she laughed at him, "the way both of you were looking at the other, I think you might be wanting some time alone."
Somehow turning a brighter shade of red, Steven was cursing that they were being so obvious, yet was also pleased that Lois still felt the same way. It had been just under a year since he'd last seen her, and he'd been quite taken back then, but now, now the distance had made him hopelessly smitten.
"Tell you what," Maia grinned, "go on in, and I'll come and join you shortly. How's that sound?"
"I mean," Steven did his best to sound nonchalant, "if you feel that would be appropriate..."
"Go!" Maia demanded, giving him a small push, and despite his prior protests, Steven was off like a rocket, already undoing his shirt and trousers before he even reached his bedroom door, which he shut with a bang behind him.
Surprised, Lois, sitting already naked on the end of the bed and expecting the town of two them, stared at him uncertainly.
"Steven, what's..."
