A few days later Linda was coming out of the shower again and she spied another package on the bed with a card beside it. Linda glanced at the card, it read "French maid." She lifted the contents out of the box. There was a short, short dress with stockings and suspender belt. The note read "Put this on baby, and when you come down the stairs I am not your boyfriend I am Mr. Carter your employer and you are my employee Ms Flood. You are expected to act as such."
Linda stripped off and started to slip the skimpy outfit on. She slid the stockings up her legs first and the material was very smooth as it stretched snugly. She felt a sexy thrill as she attached them to the suspender belt. She ran her hands down each leg and admired the look of the nylon material covering them. She slipped the dress down over her head and it clung tight to her curves. It was backless and very short and there was no bra included with the uniform. Once it was on you Linda looked in the duty mirror to see how bad it seemed in the reflection. Most red blooded men would certainly not described it as bad, that is for sure, not with the ample amounts of cleavage and breast it displayed from the low cut, loose neck line it employed. Around the waist it was tight while the skirt barely covered Linda's bum leaving some naked flesh on display between the stockings and the hem of the dress. The uniform was black with a frilly, white lace lining and edge to it. As Linda stared at herself in the mirror she picked at it and smooth the skirt to go as low as it could go -- but it was a pointless exercise. It was better when she stayed still but as soon as she moved forward the outfit rode high up her bare upper legs. Her succulent breasts strained against the tight v-neck and looked ready to pop out. The Maid's dress was short on her but she guessed that was the idea, it just covered her bum as you stood there but it would reveal all if she were to bend over. She put on the apron, the headpiece, the gloves and a pair of 4 inch heels and then went downstairs to the main room where "Mr. Carter" was sitting reading the paper.
"How may I be of service Sir?" Linda asked in a sweet voice.
Mark looked from behind the paper and his eyes drank in her shapely form wrapped in the curve clinging costume.
"You can start by tidying up this room first" he instructed her and turned his eyes back to the paper trying to ignore the growing stiffness in his penis.
Linda did her best to work around "Mr Carter" bending down to sweep the floor and picking up many items. Several times she felt that he was watching her and more than once she bent seductively in front of him and let the dress ride far up her thighs. She could sense his eyes roaming all over her luscious flesh. She was getting very turned on knowing that he couldn't take his eyes off her.
"Ms Flood, can you please clear up these cups and things from this table." he pointed to the coffee table in front of him.
Linda stood in front of Mark and bent forward to pick up the delph, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head as her full globes nearly spilt out in front of him as gravity tugged on the skimpy fabric. Linda blushed a little as she felt his eyes burning into her flesh and played in character.
"You look delicious in the new outfit, it is quite exquisite, and you are quite the vision" Mark said to Linda in a way that thrilled her. She could see his eyes were ablaze with hunger and unadulterated lust.
"Sir, I'm trying to clear the table." She mumbled back playing her role perfectly.
Mark eyed her firm ass appreciatively as she walked out to the kitchen. He noticed that she had a nice swing to her walk and her tight ass jutted out provocatively. He felt his cock stirring in my pants.
"Will you polish the table in the dining room" he directed her through the French doors.
"Yes, sir" she replied and walked into the dining room with cloth in hand.
Mark had a perfect view of her through the French doors as she leant across the table and stretched to reach the far end forgetting how revealing the outfit is. Watching his gorgeous, sexy "maid" stretching forward over the table, long legs stretched out with her pert ass pointing up was too much for Mark and I crept up behind her and grabbed an ass cheek with one hand while reaching under her top to tease and tantalise a hard nipple. Mark ground his pelvis against her ass and she could feel his growing erection against her soft flesh.
"You're so hot" he whispered lustily in her ear as he caressed her breast and thigh "I've fantasised about this moment for so long."
"Mr. Carter, what are you doing?" Linda said quietly, then she stifled a gasp as his fingers playfully tug and squeeze an erect bud. She could feel her pussy growing wet and warm.
"you are just irresistible" he growled.
"But...."
her protest is caught in her throat as his fingers traced a path further up her thighs and lightly bushed against her pussy lips through the thin fabric of the panties. Linda surrendered to the passion and pleasure that was rising up within you. This role play was really revving her engine. Mark reached both hands her your top and grabbed a swolloen tit each and pulled her up straight as he ground his groin against her.
"OOHH yesss" she groaned gently with eyes closed as Mark squeezed and kneaded her tender flesh.
Then he reached up with one hand and undid the halter neck, her dress top flopped down revealing her swollen breasts and her hard nipples. He sucked on each nipple and tickled them with his tongue. He grabbed one of her hands and pushed it down to his bulging crotch. She could feel his hardness through his pants and turned around and started to undo his pants and pull them down. HIs engorged member jumped out in front of her and it pushed against her belly as they kiss fiercely. He squeezed and pinched her ass as they locked lips and embraced. He pulled away and looked her in the eyes as said
"You make me so damn horny you sexy babe"
"It's all part of the service" she replied with a cheeky smile.
"Well there is something that needs a good spit and polish" Mark ventured firmly.
He pushed her willing head down towards his hard length and she hungrily engulfed his throbbing cock in her wide and wet mouth. Linda swallowed more and more of his length between her full lips and ran up and down my aroused prick. Mark arched his back with pleasure and thrust up to meet her bobbing head, the head of his penis hit the roof of her mouth and he moaned loudly as some saliva spilt out the sides of your lips and puffy cheeks. The feeling as she worked her mouth up and down my cock swallowing more each time was pure ecstasy. He rested a hand on her head as her lips engulfed his cock and milked it expertly
"OHhhhh, you give great head Ms Flood."
With his free hands he fondled and brushed her hanging, heavy tits. She thrilled to his touch each time he tugged and flicked her nipples.
"OHHH Goood, oggg, ughhh, ohhhh yeahhh, that is sooo goooodddd, ohhhh" he moaned lustily.
