The Maid (Both Sides of the Story)

The Maid (Both
Sides of the Story)

Cassandra Zara

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Copyright 2012
Cassandra Zara

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The Maid (Both
Sides of the Story)

His story:

Caleb was rich. He
looked at his bonus check of $1,000 and thought of all the things he
could do with it. He wanted to do something extravagant, something
only rich people could do. Unfortunately he couldn’t blow the
whole check on one thing- his car needed a new windshield, he needed
a new suit, his gym shoes were falling apart, and the coffee pot was
broken. So, something luxurious without being his entire check. He
remembered his buddy telling him about a company that will send over
a cute girl to clean a house. They would send a “customized”
cleaner- his buddy said he had gotten his house cleaned by a
“cheerleader”. He said it was the most he had ever
enjoyed cleaning. Caleb hunted around for the number, then called
them up. As the phone rang he tried to decide what he would like. A
sultry voice interrupted his thought process and asked him what kind
of girl he desired. His mind blanked and he stammered out that he
would like a cute brunette with an accent- something foreign. She
waited for a moment for him to say more, but when he didn’t,
she said that they had the perfect girl for him. It would be $90 for
an hour of cleaning, which he thought was a bit much, but his
apartment needed it and, eh, spend it like you got it. This was his
splurge after all.

The next day when
he answered the door, there was a young pale-skinned girl in a French
maid outfit. He wasn’t sure who would show up after only asking
for an accent, but he was definitely enjoying what was on his
doorstep . She was showing off her sexy legs and carrying a feather
duster and her purse, and looked a little nervous

"Hi! Are you
the cleaner?" he asked. She looked at him, looking a little
confused.

"My name is
Sophie. I clean house." She had a thick French accent, just like
in the movies.

"Oh, do you
speak English?"

She shook her head,
then said, "No, I clean house."

Caleb didn't know
much French so he said one of the phrases he did know, "Bonjour!
Je m'appelle Caleb."

She practically
beamed and said, "Cay-lob, I clean house?"

He motioned her in
and she smiled as she entered. She was gorgeous, about 5'5",
medium frame, long brown hair, C-sized tits, and the bottom of her
ass was just hanging out of her little maid outfit. She looked
around, and immediately began humming and dusting things. He
pretended to watch TV, but as he plopped down on the couch he became
fixated on her. He felt bad watching her, but this was what he was
paying for, so he was going to enjoy it. Every time she got up on her
tip toes and every time she bent over to pick up a piece of clothing,
he would get a glimpse of her black lacy panties and that fantastic
ass of hers. He was suddenly sad he had picked up a little before she
arrived- he hadn’t wanted a pretty girl seeing his house a
complete wreck. A couple of times she looked back and saw him
watching her, and she would blush and go back to humming and
cleaning. She had dusted everything and was reaching really high to
get to the ceiling fan, so he got out a step ladder for her and set
it up for her.

“Merci,"
she chirped, and stepped up the step ladder. Caleb was at eye level
with her ass, and it looked like the best ass he had ever seen. There
was just a hint of her creamy skin peeking out from under black lacy
underwear, and the skirt hid just enough to make him want more. It
took a conscious effort not to reach up and steal a look under the
skirt, so instead he grabbed a wet cloth and handed it up. He was
rewarded with another smile and a sweet “Merci”. She
traded her feather duster for his cloth, and he pretended to dust the
step ladder with it. She smiled and still hummed as she wiped the
dust from the fan and light. He moved over to her, and began using
the feather duster on her legs. She never missed a beat with her
humming, humming along as she continued to wipe the now-clean fan.
She smelled heavenly, clean with a hint of perfume. He moved his way
up her legs, dusting her calves, the back of her knees, up her
thighs, and finally, touching her ass lightly with the duster. She
ignored him, still humming away. He figured it was now or never, and
reached a hand up and grabbed her ass. She gasped, stopping her
humming and looked down at him.

"Monsieur!"
she exclaimed, and he instantly pulled his hand back. She stepped
down the step ladder and grabbed the feather duster out of his hands.

"Sorry! Um,
um, desolee," he stammered out in French. She seemed to calm
down a bit as he spoke the French word, then smiled a little bit. She
turned around, lifted up her skirt a little ways, and said "You
like?" His jaw practically hit the floor.

"Yes, oui,
oui." She walked to the table and took out a pen and paper, and
wrote something down. She handed it to him, and again his jaw
practically hit the floor.

"$900?"
She nodded, and smiled, thrusting her tits out, showing some nice
cleavage. He couldn’t believe it would be that easy to get
someone as hot as her into bed, or that it would be that expensive.

"No, I'm
sorry, I can't." He hadn’t cashed his bonus check yet, so
he had no cash on hand and not enough in the bank to write a check.
As if she would accept a personal check for this. She pouted, picked
up her feather duster, and started sashaying towards the door. He
didn’t know hips could move like that- he wondered what else
those hips could do.

"Wait, um,
arret!" She looked back, and quizzically looked at him, trying
to figure out what he wanted.

"Hold on."
Caleb went to his bedroom, emptied his wallet, his vacation jar, his
swear jar, and finally came back to the living room.

"$690. It's
all I have on me." She counted out the bills, seemed to think
about it for a moment, then smiled and tucked the money into her
purse.

"Oui," is
all she said, before getting in close to him. She stood up on her
toes and kissed him lightly, her tongue darting out at the last
second to graze his lips. Her smell was heavenly, even better here
than it had been when he had dusted her legs. He returned her kiss
with another, and his hands immediately went for her ass. It felt
fantastically round in his hands, and as he squeezed it and grabbed
at the fabric of her skirt. She gently bit his lip as they kissed,
tugging gently, and then gliding her tongue against his. He could
feel an erection struggling to escape its fabric confines, and
started hungrily grabbing even more at her ass. When he grabbed her
hips and leaned back a little, she leaped up and wrapped her legs
around his midsection. They hungrily kissed at each other while she
grinded into him as he supported her ass with his hands. He carried
her into the bedroom, and she smiled when she saw he had done so.

He set her down
gently, and she strutted to the bed, put her hands out on the
comforter and stood on her tip toes. She wiggled her ass at him,
flaunting the lacy underwear under the short skirt. He took the hint,
pulling up her skirt and pulling her black lacy panties down, kissing
her legs as he went down. The lace was damp with desire as he tossed
it on the floor behind him. She stepped out and spread her legs open,
inviting him in. He grazed his fingers along the lips of her vagina-
enjoying that it was hair-free and dripping wet. She gasped an "Oooh
la la" as he put his face underneath her, and began licking her
pussy. He licked up and down, all the way up to her asshole, then
back down to her clit. She was obviously enjoying it, so he lifted
her leg up on the bed and went to work on her clit. She gasped and
giggled as he flicked her clit with his tongue. He sucked on her
swollen clit as she started to shake, her hands clenching the
comforter as she started to cum. He kept sucking and suddenly her
whole body went rigid. He could taste a sweetness as she practically
vibrated with ecstasy. He made sure to flick her clit a few more
times before maneuvering back to a standing position. She turned to
look at him and he caught her in a kiss. She leaned into it, tasting
her cum on his lips, before he pushed her down on the bed. He was
between her legs again in an instant, licking and kissing her clit,
getting her wetter and wetter. Her hands caught his head, her fingers
grasping at his hair as he flicked at her clit with his tongue and
started rubbing his thumb along her vaginal opening. He soon had his
two fingers deep inside her, finding her g-spot as he let his tongue
play with her clit. She was dripping all over his hand as she arched
her back with pleasure as he rubbed her from the inside. He kept a
good pace and was rewarded with a quiet whimper of pleasure as she
orgasmed a second time- her pussy squeezing his fingers as he kept
fucking her with them.

Lust was roaring
inside him. He had to have her, so he got up and took off his shirt,
his pants, and his underwear, leaving him completely naked in front
of her. "Mon dieu!" she exclaimed, as she looked him over
and licked her lips. He stepped forward, positioning himself to come
down on top of her, when she stopped him. She stood up, and pushed
him back for a moment. She slipped her top down so that her tits
popped out, then went in for a kiss. At the last moment, she dodged
his kiss. He was confused, and in this moment of confusion, she
twisted and pushed him down on the bed! He laughed, and she was on
him, kissing his cock and licking it from balls to tip. She slowly
opened her mouth and took the head of his penis in her mouth and then
slowly descending down, taking his whole shaft in her mouth. He
wanted to fuck her so bad that his balls were screaming in desire.
She was humming a song, the same song that she was humming while she
had been dusting. The vibrations reverberated through his entire
body, adding a whole new quality to the blow job. It was the best one
he had ever had- she knew just how to move her tongue, the pitch to
hum at, and the speed to go up and down. The $690 was worth it just
for this. The lust filled fire in his belly was bubbling like mad as
she kept putting the right pressure in the right spots, sucking here
and looking up at him through her eyelashes.

She spit on his
dick, then got up on top of him, and slowly lowered herself to just
above his cock. She rubbed his dick up against her pussy, teasing him
with the warmness and the wetness of it radiating down on him, until
he grabbed her hips and pulled her in. She gasped as he kissed her
fiercely and plunged his penis inside of her, taking what he had paid
for. He slammed into her, and while still kissing her, he moved his
mouth from her lips down her neck, all the way to her tits. They were
fantastic, and every time he sucked on her nipples she rocked into
him that much harder. She was clearly enjoying herself, and she
started to cry out "Oui, oui, oui," before freezing and
then spasming on him. As she came all over his cock, he felt himself
being milked by her, and saw beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
As soon as she was done cumming, she collapsed on him, and he pounded
away for a few seconds before motioning for her to lay on her side.
She got the hint, but stood up first, removing the rest of the
clothes she had on before laying down on her side. He got behind her
and dove into her pussy, lifting her leg up and slamming into her. He
had his hands all over her, on her tits, in her hair, in her mouth,
and she was loving every second of it. She let out the most delicious
moans and squeaks- the squeaks sent little zaps of fire through him.
He pulled out of her and pushed her over on her stomach, and she got
herself comfortable while he positioned himself on top of her, behind
her.

When he entered,
he knew he wasn't going to last long, so he started pounding away,
focusing on his pleasure now. She was beyond words, moaning and
grabbing his sheets tightly. She tried to get up to go doggy style
but he put his hand on her shoulder blade and pushed her down, making
her clench her pussy muscles. She practically screamed as she buried
her face in his pillow, and he knew he was about to blow. He pulled
out of her and jerked himself off, spraying hot cum across her ass
and back. He watched as streams of white landed on her soft skin,
running together and dripping off her. She writhed on the bed for a
minute, panting and muttering in some foreign language, her back
sweaty and glistening with her sweat and his cum. As soon as he
stopped panting, he got up and went to the bathroom, and returned
with a towel. He cleaned up her back and ass while she lay there,
still breathing hard but smiling. Even though he had just had the
most amazing orgasm, he couldn’t help feeling and grabbing her
ass as he wiped her down. She asked him for his telephone, and
fiddled with it for a moment. When she was done, she set it on the
bed and cleaned the rest of her body. When she was clean, he helped
her up, and they both got dressed while glancing and smiling at one
another.