Claire made the maid do dirty – part 1

“You guys have been way too good to me Claire. You let me stay here when I had problems at my dorm. I live in a great place for free, get to use the pool, and you pay me every week on top of it, I can’t keep taking from you guys.”

“That’s sweet Hannah,” I said, “But really, we can help just give us a little back at a time.”

“I…I really don’t want Claire.” She said, “I’d rather find some way to earn it,” I started to speak, but she continued, “And taking your money isn’t earning it.”

I sighed.

“Okay hon, if that’s how you feel, but if you can’t come up with it, you come see me and we’ll take care of it, you can’t miss your sister’s wedding.”

“Okay.” Hannah nodded. “Well I’m going to shower and head on over to Jamie’s, you guys enjoy your privacy.”

I thanked her and left her room feeling bad. Hannah worked for us and went to school full time, she was honest, responsible and a good student. Adam and I had no problems helping her, but if she wanted to be stubborn there was nothing we could do.

I went into my bedroom and quickly stripped out of my clothes, entered the master bath that was off of our room and turned the shower on. While waiting for the water to heat up, I turned and looked at myself in the full length mirror behind the door.

I had to say I was holding up pretty well for forty one. My long sandy brown hair was still holding out against the grays and although my hips had widened a little, I still had a pretty good figure. My tits might be a little lower than they were a couple of years ago, but considering their size, gravity has been kind to me.

As the room started to fill with steam, I cupped my heavy tits and lifted them, presenting them to my reflection. I started to rub my thumbs across my hard rose colored nipples and sighed as I imagined a woman’s soft lips on one while Adam sucked the other.

With a shudder, I turned and after adjusting the water stepped into the shower. I stood under the hot water for a couple of minutes, wetting my hair and soothing my back and shoulders. I stepped from under the hot water and picking up the French vanilla body wash Adam loved, began to lather up. As soon as my hand slid across my smooth pussy, I leaned against the wall of the shower and closed my eyes. Putting one foot up on the edge of the tub I started rubbing my clit in slow circles.

I released a soft moan as my hand found my nipple and my mind again found Hannah. I imagined her between Adam and I in the shower, pouting and trembling nervously as our hands, and tongues wandered over her supple young body.

Back in the day Adam and I had played with women pretty much our own age, but as we’d gotten older had begun to think about enjoying a young less experienced girl. Laying her back and making her cum harder than she ever had, watching her nervously go down on us while the other watched, sharing her tits and….

I gasped and began pumping my hips as my thighs trembled in anticipation. My fingers danced across my clit as my mind conjured the image of me on my knees next to Hannah, passing Adam’s cock back and forth, watching her tentatively suck on it. I would make sure that when he came it would be in her mouth.

I threw my head back and released a long shuddering moan that turned into a loud squeal as my pussy convulsed and I came hard, thrusting my hips into my fingers. I sighed and slumped against the wall panting.

I really should have waited for Adam. We’d planned on doing pretty much nothing but fucking from tonight until Monday morning, but with the way my mind was running, I had to take the edge off. Stepping back under the water I rinsed off and after getting out and drying off, slipped on Adam’s favorite short red satin robe. The robe barely went past the cheeks of my ass and showed my long legs off quite well. I’d wear it for a little while once Adam finally got his ass home. Then when he slipped it off me I would be naked for the next two days.

Going back into the bedroom, I sat down at my dressing table and started to dry my hair. I glanced down at my phone and saw I had received a text from Adam.

Sorry Claire, the client’s flight was delayed, be home as soon as I can. I’ve been thinking about tomorrow all day!

I sent him back a quick text; telling him it was okay and I would wait up for him. Finishing my hair, I put the dryer down and looked at a picture of Adam and me on a beach in Cancun. The picture had been taken eight years ago and was my favorite of the two of us. Even though we were in our early thirties we looked young and carefree. We were both working a lot, but for others and not ourselves and still always made time for fun, especially our special fun.

When Adam and I had met in college we’d both been a little wild. I was pretty much a party girl and at one point was with just as many girls as guys. Adam was a good looking guy and hell bent on making his way through the sorority’s one or occasionally two girls at a time. We met at a party on a Friday night and ended up back at his place. I didn’t leave until that Tuesday and was right back there on Friday.

Within a month I had moved in and the two of us were fucking like a sporting event. We both realized early on there was a lot more than sex between us and we promised to settle down and just make each other our recreation.

One morning that summer Adam mentioned to me it was National Nude Day. I’d never heard of it and after some joking around we decided to go to a nude beach. We stayed there all day, enjoying looking and being looked at. Well in some cases, as we learned that not everyone who was walking naked should have been, but in general it was a hot time. At one point we went back to the car and fucked in the back seat. We were pretty sure people could see us, and that turned us on even more.

We stayed all day and at night went to a bar down the road from there. While sitting there an attractive young brunette started flirting with both of us. Adam asked me if I missed women and I said yes. Taking me aside, he asked if I wanted to invite her back to our place. I mentioned we had promised we would stay faithful and with a grin he said it wasn’t cheating if we did it together.

With a smirk I asked if that meant I could invite another guy home some time. He had frowned and said it wasn’t the same because he wouldn’t enjoy a guy, but we would both enjoy a woman. I rolled my eyes, but a minute later he sighed and said we could if I wanted to.

I laughed and said I had no desire to have another guy. He was more than enough; I had just wanted to see if he would. We ended up bringing her back and had one of the most amazing weekends of our lives. After that we began to pick up a woman every once in a while. Even after we were married, a few times a year we would reward ourselves with a special weekend with some hot girl we found. We always made sure one of those occasions was on nude day to celebrate our first experience. We would go to a beach or to a campground and find someone.

Unfortunately as time passed and we moved up in our careers things began to change. We had good jobs and in order to network, had begun serving on social committees. It occurred to us we just couldn’t do things like that anymore without worrying about it being found out. We were both disappointed and Adam had suggested escorts.

We did that a couple of times and it was fun until one day I was in a mall and walked right by one of the girls we had hired. She looked at me and I knew she recognized me. She didn’t say anything, maybe she was embarrassed as well, but it scared me. I was a pediatrician and certainly couldn’t have that come out about me.

Our next idea was to only do it when we traveled. The week we went to Cancun, we picked up a dark skinned Mexican beauty at a club. Upon getting back to our hotel she asked for money. We hadn’t realized she was a prostitute, but said the hell with it and paid her. We more than got our money’s worth and had an incredible time.

The next morning however, we began to worry. We had been drinking and Adam rode her bareback. It was obvious she had done things like this before and we started to hope we hadn’t caught anything. In the past we had never concerned ourselves with things like this, but sadly life isn’t a porn movie and reality sets in.

After that, although we didn’t come out and talk about it, we just stopped doing it. Our careers blew up and we began to work longer and longer hours. Adam and I had a tremendous sex life, hell no matter how tired we were we fucked just about every night, but we both knew we were lacking that extra little thrill.

Every year on nude day we always cleared the weekend and would spend the entire weekend naked. We only stayed around the house or went out to the pool when the neighbors weren’t home, but it was something.

Adam and I had also taken to what we referred to as ‘story time’. Some nights while we fooled around we would discuss a woman we had seen and pretend she was with us. Adam would fuck me and tell me how the woman would be sitting on my face or licking my clit while his cock slid in and out of me.

I would then tell him how she would slide his cock from me and suck on him before putting it back inside. I would describe double blowjobs and he would fuck me doggy and tell me my face was between her legs. It provided for some fun and strong orgasms, but there were times we yearned for the good old days.

It was a shame because we would both enjoy it so much and with all the stress of work we could use an extra thrill. The two of us were attractive and would have no problem finding someone. The problem was who could we find we could trust to never say a word? Or that we knew was safe? I sighed as I looked at Adam in the picture.

Like me, he may have aged somewhat from our prime, but his black hair was still thick with only a few grays and his green eyes as bright as ever. He worked out five times a week and fucked me like he was still in his twenties. It was such a waste we had become so boring.

Tomorrow was nude day and as we had done last year, we asked Hannah to go stay with a friend and the plan was to go to bed naked and stay that way until Monday morning. Meanwhile doing nothing but each other and maybe for a thrill tell a few dirty stories. I rolled my eyes at that last thought, adding pathetic to boring. Not sure why it was bothering me so much this year, but all week I had been fantasizing about every attractive woman I saw. Seeing Hannah all but naked tonight had really gotten to me.

It was tough with her. Adam and I both cared for her and looked out for her, but there was no denying we found her sexy and had based a few of our stories on her. She was obviously into women which fed our fire. Adam would also bring up that when we first met Hannah she had a boyfriend. We often wondered if she had switched over for good, or was it just a matter of who held her interest. The thought she was bi-sexual was a hot one indeed.

I jumped at the sound of a click and turned to see the bedroom door opening. I rolled my eyes when I saw it stop after a few inches. There was something wrong with the doorknob and it hadn’t been closing all the way. Adam had been saying for weeks he was going to fix it, but obviously hadn’t. I got up and walked over, made to close it when I saw Hannah stepping out of the small bathroom down the other end of the hallway.

She was wearing a pair of baggy shorts and a tank top. Her long blond hair was wet and even though she wasn’t exactly wearing anything sexy, I continued to stare, admiring those long toned legs and perky little tits poking against the material of her shirt.

Hannah turned and walked towards me, heading for her room. She looked up, and seeing me gave a little wave.

“I’ll be leaving in a few minutes’ promise!” She said,

“Take your time; Adam will be another couple of hours.” I told her.

Hannah nodded and started to open the door to her room. Looking back at me she said softly, “Hey Claire?”

“What is it Hannah?”

“Thank you for offering me the money, I appreciate it.”

“We appreciate you.” I told her and would love to show it, I finished by myself.

“I know you do, but like I said, I’d rather work for it.”

“Good for you.” I nodded. “But you let me know if things change.”

Hannah shrugged and went into her room. I started to turn back into mine when I stopped. Hannah needed money, but wanted to do something for it. Adam and I had plenty of money, but what we wanted money couldn’t buy. Well technically it could, but who knew where else those girls had been.

Hannah hadn’t been to too many places from what we could tell and… What the hell was I thinking? I was getting sex drunk without the sex. I could never ask Hannah if she would want to join us.

Then again it would be a fair trade. She’d get her money and we would make sure she not only earned it, but enjoyed doing it. I stood with my hand on the door knob, talking myself into it. We knew we could trust her, hell she lived here and could have stolen from us numerous times.

Hannah was always thanking us for letting her move in and saying how much she owed us. I would tell her how much it would mean to us. After all, she wasn’t seeing anyone and we could never tell. She would get her money and Adam and I could celebrate nude day the right way this year.

Adam. That would be the only problem. Not that he would hesitate if Hannah were game, but I wasn’t going to give him the chance, this would be a surprise, my special gift to him. No, Adam would only be a problem if Hannah no longer wanted to be with a man.

Well there was only one way to find out. Before I lost my nerve, I walked down the hall and stood outside her door. I took a deep breath and knocked quickly so I had no choice but to stay there. Hannah called out to hold on, and then opened the door wearing a black robe as short as mine that sent a shiver through me.

“Hannah, can I talk to you for a minute?”

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