"Alright Mom we're off thanks for Christmas it's been fun."
"Glad you both could make it, have a safe drive and please come visit again soon, I miss you."
"I will Mom, I will, love you."
"Uncle Bill I'll talk with you early February to organise Grace's move, bye Aunt Amy."
"Bye Clark and again your Uncle and I thank you and Rachel for helping Grace out."
"Not a problem Aunt Amy just glad we can be of help."
I walk across to Grace who is standing off to one side away from everyone else talking with Rachel.
"Bye Grace I look forward to seeing you again in February," I say giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Oh you'll see her before then Clark," Rachel says nodding towards a mobile phone in Grace's hand, "We'll see how much she learnt from watching Pet."
"Bye everyone," Rachel says with a wave as she gets in the car, I follow her going to the drivers door getting in. I give everyone a wave as I start the car and drive away to start our six hour trip to Dads house.
It's not so much a house as a mansion, it's looks impressive as we make our way up the driveway through manicured lawns and gardens to the impressive two storey building with it's white washed walls, ornate marble entrance and ivy climbing up the front.
Dad is rich, very rich with this house, his beach house and lake house, I'm sure all his money made him very attractive to his numerous girlfriends over the years.
"Looks like I'm in love with the wrong Hargraves."
"Just remember money can't buy you love."
"No but it can make you very comfortable," she says leaning across and giving me a kiss on the cheek.
It's just after 5pm, I took the trip fairly easy and stopped for lunch on the way, Rachel and I did also have a bit of fun in Gents before we left the restaurant, I just hope whoever came in after us appreciated the wet panties we left behind on the sink.
We stand at the front door, I take hold of her hand, "Ready?" I ask looking her, she nods her head, with a deep breath I press the buzzer.
I'm shocked and aroused with what I see as the door opens, standing in front of me is a six foot tall brunette in a very skimpy maid uniform. She wears a little white maid hat, her long hair tied in two pigtails reaching below her shoulders, a black lace collar around her neck. A strap runs around her neck holding up a little black tunic with a small white apron, the top is low cut and is struggling to restrain two large tits which are overflowing from it. The tunic is short only reaching down to the top of her creamy thighs, a pair of black fishnet stockings cover long slender legs reaching two thirds the way up her thighs, a pair of black high heel knee high boots complete her uniform.
Rachel squeezes my hand, my cock twitches as we both stare at her.
"Welcome Master Clark, Miss Rachel please come in."
She steps to one side allowing us to pass, Rachel and I both study her body as we walk pass, she shows no signs of offence or concern with our stares, she just stands smiling at us.
"Clark lovely to see," I turn to see Cindy walking down the stairs, "Ah Rachel lovely to meet you Tammy has told me so much about you."
Cindy strides across the foyer to us her whole body exuding sex appeal. In her early 40's Cindy looks fabulous, she still looks like that young 20 year old I first saw with Dad all those years ago, she easily could be mistaken for Tammy's sister and not her mother.
Her long blonde hair tied in a ponytail falls across her shoulder, she has on a white blouse which is basically see thru, her large firm tits bouncing with each step as they press against the fabric showing off her large brown areolas and perky nipples, buttons undone to emphasise her magnificent cleavage. She wears skin tight black slacks that hug every curve of her shapely ass and hips while showing off her long legs and pair of stilettos add to her height.
'Yes Dad does have good taste in women,' I think looking at Cindy and the maid, 'He also spends money to give them that little bit extra he likes.'
Cindy hugs Rachel, pulling her tightly against her body as she gives her a kiss, turning to me she hugs and kisses me.
"April please show Miss Rachel to her room to freshen up."
"Yes Mistress, please follow me Miss Rachel," April says picking up our suitcases as she moves towards the stairs. I stand mesmerised watching her ass wriggling as she walks away, then as she climbs the stairs I see her bare ass.
"Beautiful isn't she Clark."
"Yes,"
"And she even does housework," she adds with a giggle.
"A little plaything for Dad I guess."
"Well you know what he's like, I don't think he'll ever change but I can live with it."
"Hmm," Rachel looks back at me with a smile as they both disappear from sight down the hallway.
"Come along Clark your father is waiting in the living room."
The room is warm with the scent of burning wood in the air, Dad sits in a large armchair near the fire reading a newspaper, a glass of scotch beside him.
"Welcome my boy, season greetings," he says standing up and shaking my hand.
"Hi Dad, how was your Christmas?"
"Fine, nice and quiet as I like it, sit, Cindy drinks."
"Yes Sir," she says moving to Dad's chair picking up his glass on the way to the bar.