"Yes madam, I will let him know. Good luck with the lawyers, bye!" Sophia hung up the house phone and began to pace. It was the moment she had been waiting for. The lady of the house had an emergency at work and was going to be gone for the evening. The last time she stayed at work late,
he
had gone to be with her. This time she told Sophia to tell him not to come.
Sophia stopped pacing in front of the large mirrors in the dining room. She looked like a mess. Her hair had flyaways all over her bun. Her white blouse had some stains from lunch and cleaning supplies and her skirt was wet from scrubbing the tub. She grew frantic, a immediately took off her clothes. Her undergarments were not much better. The plain white bra and panty set had turned a grayish color from the multiple washes. She took them off with haste. Her curvy figure bare to her eyes. She was chubby, more than she would have preferred to be. She cupped her breasts, they were pretty with light pink nipples that grew hard from the coldness in the room. She dropped her C-cups to give her attention to her large ass. A small smack and it jiggled. Her thighs were large, and white. When was the last time they saw sun? She sighed, wondering if the master of the house even noticed her.
The front door then swung open, and she jumped straight to the kitchen. Her clothes left in the dining room, she grabbed the only thing that could cover her, the madam's apron.
"Welcome home, Sir!" She called from the kitchen, not realizing how the time flew while she examined herself. The door clicked closed, and Sophia's heart raced faster.
"Oh, Sophia you're still here?" He looked up from taking off his shoes. Looking in the direction of the kitchen, but not seeing Sophia.
"Yes Sir. The Misses asked me to prepare you dinner, since she had an emergency tonight, and won't be home till late tonight." She popped her head out to make eye contact, while hiding her body behind the wall of the kitchen.
He chuckled to himself, "I married such a workaholic." He loosened his tie and tossed his shoes to the corner of the entryway. His attention was absorbed by the crying pet cat and he reached down to pet the furry creature.
Sophia looked him over. His tall physique gave her chills, and she felt a heat stir inside as his muscles tightened his yellow dress shirt around his arms. His warm, yet tired smile towards his pet cat made her yearn for him to look at her with such eyes. Jealous of a house cat... she wished she would stop this infatuation.
"I make some tea! It'll be ready soon, if you want to take a seat, I will get you a cup." As soon as she said her words, she wanted to smack herself. If he went to the dining room he would see her clothes, or worse look into the kitchen and see her.
"Tea sounds great." He called back to Sophia, he put down the fat cat and proceeded to sit down at his home desk.
His back was to Sophia and she grew brave. She grabbed to tray for tea, and as soon as the pot finished heating, she placed it on. She approached the master from behind and placed the tray to his left.
"Sir... is there anything in particular that you want for dinner?"
He didn't look at her, his eyes fixated on his computer. "I am not hungry yet, do you mind getting a bath ready for me? Work's air conditioner went out and I was sweating all day."
Sophia paused, looking over the handsome man again... his pants clung to his toned legs, she wanted to run her hands along them, wanted to feel his flesh against her own. When his computer chair squeaked, letting her know he was turning to look at her, she knew she had stared too long.
She jumped again, like a thief caught red handed. "Right away, Sir!"
She hurried to the bathroom, scared to look back. She cursed herself as she prepped the bath. She was supposed to be seducing him, not running away.
The master of the house had looked at his house keeper before she bounded away like a hunted rabbit. His bright green/blue eyes widened at the sight of her nude behind. He closed his eyes, rubbed them and then looked back at the computer's monitor. He must be hallucinating. But the fact didn't change how much he enjoyed watching her ass bounce away. Her chubby behind jiggled with each step.
With the bath almost finished, Sophia looked in the mirror again. The apron covered her entire front. If she could manage to keep her front facing him when he entered for his bath, she could escape to her clothes and give up on this crazy plan.
Her eyes drifted to the candles in the bathroom, the wife enjoyed her long baths and always kept candles and lighters handy. Without fully realizing it, Sophia lite all of the room up and lust filled her voice as she called to him, "I'm re-... the bath is ready, Sir."
The man was stirred from his dangerous thoughts, he realized he had not moved from his position since Sophia left. He went to the bathroom without a thought, when he entered the steaming room he couldn't help but notice that his hired help wasn't in her usual uniform. She was wearing only an apron. He saw her uneasy smile and tried to look away from the beautiful woman, her dark brown eyes drowned him in wonder, her chubby cheeks gave an innocent flirt and they were framed with wild strands of blonde hair. His eyes looked to the mirror in the room, not wanting to look too much at the woman in front of him, but as fate would have it he could see her entire backside in the reflection. His hand flew to his head, perhaps the heat of the day had gotten to him, but he knew he enjoyed the sight of the round ass and the curve of her hips. Those hips demanded to be grabbed.
