Claire made the maid do dirty – part 1

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It was with a grateful sigh that I pulled into the driveway. Today had been a long one, longer than usual. The new receptionist had accidentally double booked me all afternoon. There was a bug going around and many of the kids there to see me were sick.

Rather than reschedule, I stayed an extra two hours to see any of them that were willing to wait. Shutting the car off, I frowned when I saw Adam wasn’t home yet. Like me, he had promised to get out at the unheard of hour of five o’clock so we could unwind and enjoy a quiet night before our big day tomorrow.

Getting out of my BMW and approaching the beautiful Colonial we had bought ten years ago, I figured maybe it wasn’t a bad thing Adam hadn’t beat me home. This way he couldn’t bitch me out for working late. The two of us constantly told the other they worked too hard, but were more than guilty of the same.

Then again we had gotten exactly what we wished for when we had first met. I had my own practice and Adam, along with two other lawyers, had started their own firm five years ago. Neither of our jobs was conducive to short hours and we knew that, but it was times like this weekend I felt the effects of our busy lives.

Our busy boring lives, I added as I looked over to see our next door neighbor Caroline sitting on her deck in her bathing suit. Damn she was hot. Years ago Adam and I would have tried to feel her out to get a chance to feel her up. These days however, with our careers and social status we couldn’t take the chance so best we could do was talk about her. Whisper the dirty things we would do to her while we fucked the shit out of each other.

I paused at the door and watched Charoline stand up from her chair and stretch. She raised her arms over her head, pushing her huge tits out. They looked like they were ready to fall out of her skimpy top and I had the brief thought of standing behind her and untying it.

Letting it fall away so Adam, who would be in front of her, could… I hurriedly shoved my key in the door and let myself in. It had been a long time since I had been with a woman and normally didn’t think about it that much. Lately though, my mind has been going down that path quite often. Probably because tomorrow was national nude day, a day that brought back many fond and adventurous memories.

Walking through the parlor, I noticed two overnight bags on the floor and saw Hannah’s purse on the table. I hadn’t expected her home; she had said she was going to leave for her girlfriends by three. Then again, I had only asked her to do that so Adam and I would have the house to ourselves. I figured maybe we would be as daring as we could these days and have sex somewhere other than the bedroom. Seeing we had both worked late anyway, it didn’t really matter.

Dropping my purse on the table, I could see her bedroom door open and heard music coming from the room. I kicked my sandals off and as I walked down the hallway towards Hannah’s bedroom enjoyed the feeling of the cool hardwood floor beneath my feet.

I smiled at the thought that for the next two days I would be enjoying the cool air on every inch of my body as I paraded around the house naked. I reached Hannah’s room and saw she had her back to me, looking at some clothes spread out on her bed. The music was loud and I went to knock so she would know I was there, but stopped when she bent over the bed.

I hadn’t noticed she wasn’t dressed and as she leaned over was confronted with the sight of her adorable little heart shaped ass, encased in a pair of black lace boy shorts. My eyes made their way across her firm little cheeks and lingered between her legs. The shorts were riding up so far if she bent any further they would be showing more than her ass. Hannah stood up holding a t-shirt and began to fold it. She began swaying to the music and my heart quickened while watching her shake her ass.

My eyes wandered down her long legs. Hannah was on the track team at PC and it showed in how well toned they were. Those legs were also well tanned from lying out near the pool every day while we were at work. I worked my gaze back up to her ass and when she bent over again, yearned to drop to my knees behind her. I licked my lips at the thought of pulling the shorts to the side and running my tongue through what I was betting would be a set of perfectly smooth pink lips.

I started to breathe heavier as she stood up once more and I let my mind continue to run. While I was on my knees behind her, Hannah’s blond head would be buried in Adam’s lap, moaning around his cock while I worked her clit. I shook my head, trying to clear it. Wow, I was in overdrive tonight! Adam better get his ass home soon. Hannah stood and I got ready to knock when she stripped her shirt off.

My hand froze inches from the door when I saw she wasn’t wearing a bra. I took in the smooth flawless tan skin of her back and yearned to place a soft kiss between her shoulders. Hannah tossed her head and her long blond hair cascaded across that perfect skin.

I swallowed hard and could feel a warm sensation building between my legs. Hannah turned sideways and I caught a quick glimpse of her small, perky little tit. Compared to her tan skin they looked milky white and I was just able to get a look at a tiny pink nipple, before she saw me.

Hannah released a startled yelp and instantly crossed her arms over her tits.

“I’m sorry Hannah!” I exclaimed, well sorry she saw me anyway.

“It’s…it’s okay.” She gasped, “You just scared me. I didn’t hear the door.”

While she spoke, I dropped my eyes, as if I were looking away from her top, but instead stared at her soft flat stomach and the front of those beautiful thighs. The front of the shorts was lace and I had to tear my gaze away before I stared directly between her legs to get a peek. I regretfully turned my back to her so she could put her shirt back on and lied, “I just came in and was going to knock when you turned around. I didn’t realize you were changing.”

“My bad,” she said behind me. “I should have closed the door, besides; I wasn’t supposed to be here.” There was a pause, “You can turn around now Claire.”

I turned to see she was wearing a black tank top and a pair of shorts. Reaching up she pulled her hair into a ponytail and I noticed she hadn’t put a bra on.

“Why are you still home?” I asked.

“I’m sorry,” she put her hands up; “I know I was supposed to be gone, but everything went wrong today. The groceries didn’t show up until after four and the guy who cleans the pool couldn’t make it until five thirty and something told me you or Adam wouldn’t make it home so I stayed. I was just going to shower and head out.”

“That’s okay Hannah,” I said with a disgusted wave of my hand, “You were right. I didn’t get out until seven and I haven’t heard from Adam. He’s probably stuck at work and doesn’t want to call me because he thinks I’m waiting for him.”

“You guys work way too much.” She said, shaking her head. “I’m glad you’re doing something special this weekend. You deserve it.”

“Thank you,” I gave her a tired smile, “I feel the same way.”

Hannah nodded and smiled back, but it seemed forced. Looking more closely at her, I saw that her normally bright baby blue eyes were tinged with red and she was rocking back and forth nervously.

“You okay hon?” I asked, stepping into the room, “You look like something’s wrong?”

“Oh, I….” she looked away and shrugged, “I just have something’s on my mind I guess.”

“Are you still upset about Nova?”

As soon as I asked the question, Hannah turned to look over at her nightstand. She still had the picture of Nova, a cute little brunette, who she had been dating for over a year on there. My eyes followed hers and as I had several times over the last year imagined the two of them lying naked, wrapped up in a sixty nine.

The fact that Hannah was a lesbian had fueled several of the dirty little stories Adam and I would tell each other at night while we played. Last week Hannah had come home in tears. Concerned, I had followed her into her room and after gently prodding her had found out Nova had broken up with her.

“Sort of, I guess.” Hannah’s voice snapped me back to the present.

She looked as if she were going to continue and started rocking again. Hannah had been working as our maid for three years, and had lived with us for the last year and a half. At this point Adam and I considered her the daughter we’d never had and I knew her well enough to know there was more. At that thought, as I had many times, I felt bad. I fantasized about her sometimes, but she was so damn hot!

“So what else?” I prodded.

“It’s nothing Claire, really.”

She put her head down which told me it was anything, but nothing. Walking up to her I put my hand on her shoulder.

“Hannah, you’re families out on the west coast and we’ve both told you that if there’s anything wrong you can come to us.”

Hannah looked up at me with those big blue eyes and her lip came out in a pout. I was torn between the urge to give her a supportive hug and the vision of seeing that pout as she looked up at me from between my thighs.

“When my transmission broke last month it cost me over a thousand dollars,” she began. “I told you my sister is getting married in two weeks?”

“Yes,” I nodded. “We told you to go on and stay out there as long as you wanted too.”

“I… the money I used to pay for my car was all I had. I don’t have money for the airfare, my wedding dress and I was supposed to help with the shower.” She shrugged. “Between the dress and the ticket it’s almost a thousand dollars, and I only have a couple of weeks.”

“You can borrow it from us.” I said with no hesitation.

Hannah shook her head.

Claire made the maid do dirty – part 1 will continue in the next page.