Continuation of story series Caught by Mrs. Hunt. You might enjoy reading them in order more. This is fiction, any correlation to any real person is purely happenstance.
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Monday ten am, I was knocking on Mrs. Hunt's front door. Just as she had told me to do two days before. The door opens and there stands her daughter Maggie, twenty five years old and just as stunning as her mother. I had not seen Maggie for a couple of years, she sure looked a lot different than the girl who had been nice enough to play with me. Even though she was older than me, growing up. I was taken aback, what was she doing here? Her hair was brown and cut short and styled very posh. She had her mother's model like face, only younger. Her body was more athletic and leaner. Her breasts were still very prominent, though not as large as her mother's. Her complexion was darker than her mother's. I was put off by the shock of it not being Mrs. Hunt, so l stood there with my mouth open. I must have looked really stupid to Maggie.
"Come in, mom says you are to strip and leave your clothes in the entry," she said, rather matter of fact.
"Pardon me," I said.
"You heard me, strip," she ordered, her voice a little terse.
I started to strip. I had worn a nice shirt and dress slacks. What a waste I thought. Mrs. Hunt did not even see me in them. I had really wanted to please Mrs. Hunt by dressing as she wanted. I should have worn my board shorts again. I took off my button up shirt, shoes, socks and my slacks. Then my boxers. Maggie watching me the whole time. My cock was hard, due to her watching. I folded up my clothes and put them in the corner of the entry.
"Follow me," she said.
She walked right through the house and out into the yard, to the built-in pool. Mrs. Hunt was sun bathing on a lounge chair. She was wearing the smallest string bikini I had ever seen. The little triangles did little to conceal Mrs. Hunt's incredible charms. I was naked and exposed. The houses were all two story, neighbors might be able to see me. This fact was exciting to me.
"Hello James," she said. Damn she was hot!
"Hello, Mrs. Hunt," I replied.
"Do you like being naked in front of Maggie and me?" she asked.
"Yes, I do," I admitted.
"Good, because Maggie is home for the summer and you are going to be are nude servant," she informed me.
I thought this was a good idea, but I said nothing.
"Do you want to be our nude servant?" She asked.
"God, yes," I replied.
"Good you can start by vacuuming the pool," she said.
"Maggie, show James where the pool equipment is kept," she said.
Maggie led me to pool shed. It was in the corner of the yard, behind the six foot iron fence. The pool was surrounded by a six foot wrought iron safety fence. California law requires six foot fencing with a pool. The pool shed with the equipment and the filter mechanism was right behind it. The outer fencing was short. Maggie opened the shed, to show me the vacuum hose and vacuum pole. Just then I saw Mrs. Libby in her yard. Mrs. Sabine Libby was an attractive brunette, probably over fifty. She looked younger though, as she had had extensive work done. She was hot, I would have to say that the money for plastic surgery was money well spent. Her husband was one of the most successful lawyers in the Bay Area. His firm, Libby and Shaft was well respected. He could afford the luxury for his wife. She was a lovely person, so why not?
"Hello Mrs. Libby," Maggie said. She did that on purpose, was she trying to get me seen?
"Hello Maggie," she said without looking up from her gardening. I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you like my new haircut?" she asked Mrs. Libby. Maggie was really trying to get me seen.
Mrs. Libby looked up and saw me standing there with my hard member pointing up. Her eyes got big with surprise. She smiled. My face turned red with embarrassment.
"What you got there, Maggie," she asked. She laughed at my predicament.
"Our new day time nude servant, James," Maggie said.
"Oh, I see. Can you make him stand closer to the fence?" Mrs. Libby asked.
"Sure can," she said. Pushing me up to the fence. When my legs bumped into the short fence, my cock was protruding over it.
"You know Maggie, I can prune any branches that hang over the fence," Mrs. Libby said. As she laughed at her own joke. Maggie laughed also. I felt humiliated.
"Why don't you just twist it back over our side, Mrs. Libby," Maggie piled on.
With that Mrs. Libby took off her gardening gloves and grabbed my cock. She started to stroke it.
"I bet once it shoots it will shrink back over your side," she said.
"Good plan, let's see if that works," Maggie said as she chuckled.
Mrs. Libby took that as permission, and started to stroke my erection in earnest. Maggie started spanking my bare bottom. I knew I would not be able to control myself for long. Maggie hit me very hard, like she enjoyed spanking a naughty boy.
"Are you a naughty boy?" Maggie asked.