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Added on: 09/04/07 20:45
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The Advert -- The advertisement read: 'Bachelor seeks Housekeeper - Experience required, discretion desired, hours nocturnal, & uniform supplied expected. Apply in person, phone for an appointment between the hours of 6 pm and midnight.'
The advertisement read harmless enough, so I phoned the number & set my appointment to arrive over the weekend & hopefully start my employment on that following Monday.
The night prior to my interview, I pulled my uniform from the closet, pressed the fish net skirt & made certain there wasn't a wrinkle in sight.
I wondered what type of person ran an advert for a maid that required nocturnal hours, that struck me as odd, but he did state during the phone interview that he was a writer & preferred to be there at all times while his guests were in his home. That sounded fairly sensible to me. I nodded off to sleep and hoped I would finally find employment; regardless of the position.
The following morning I pulled my black silk garters and black seamed stockings from the top drawer, removed my black heels from their box, pulled out my black corset and prepared myself for the interview..the one thing I could not find was a pair of matching panties, I giggled out loud and thought to myself, 'no harm done if I leave without them, & he'll never even know'
I got dressed and headed for his home as I pulled up to the gates & passed through onto the circular driveway I realized that this was not going to be a simple task, the home was vast & I could only imagine the amount of hours needed to maintain such a place.
I parked my car in the front as I was instructed, it was as if I could feel someone watching me as I approached the grand entry the door opened, a tall, lean figure appeared in the shadows.
"You are punctual" I was a bit shocked by his lack of manners.
"Yes, I'm here for the position" I could see his face as I got closer, he was a handsome man. Tall and slender, with a rather a distinguished air about him.
"My name is Melinda and you are,?" extending my hand to shake.
"I'm Dimitri & this is my home" he paused for a brief moment "turn around, let me look at you" his hand never met mine. I did a tiny pirouette in jest, he smiled & seemed pleased with himself, or me for that matter.
"Please come in & let me show you the place" I followed him from room to room, the interview was nothing like I had expected, it was as though he had already made up his mind about me - even without my consent. I felt as though there was something else the advert was not saying.
"Now the master bedroom is located upstairs, that is the room in which I require your strongest attentions" he grinned. I shyly smiled back.
I found myself being drawn to this man, he had said little but yet in his silence, spoke so much. I wondered where he came from, who he really was, & why was I to work only at night.
I followed him, as we entered the master bath I noticed a magnificent, sunken tub of white alabaster. I went over to get a closer look and as I did, I accidentally tripped upon the rug and dropped my compact from my purse the powder spilled everywhere.
"Oh not to worry, I will clean it up." feeling helpless & ashamed. I quickly bent over w/a wet towel, completely forgetting that I was wearing no panties underneath my short skirt.
I could, once again, feel myself being watched, I turned, Dimitri was standing a short distance away from me and undressing me with his eyes.
He moved towards me, I could feel the heat of his body getting closer and closer - I did not know how to respond. He moved directly behind me & slipped his hands around to my front. I began to breath heavily, I feared him not -- his touch was warm and gentle, I felt a slight twinge of excitement, I didn't know this man, but yet I wanted him & I felt he wanted me.
His hands moved up under the front of my skirt between my legs over my shaved pu$$y lips to my clit "You are wet," he whispered in my ear. He inserted his finger into me, I did not move. I simply nodded, blushing beyond words. He did not stop there, he moved his other hand up to my breasts pinching my already protruding nipples & they betrayed me as they spoke my inner most feelings with out my lips ever having to open.
"You are perfect, so beautiful, you are what I desire" His lips caressed my neck. I was his prisoner from that moment on, frozen in this room & a victim of my own hidden desires. He turned me to face him, his lips met mine. He unzipped my skirt, and I never resisted. "You are exactly as I knew you would be" he said softly.
He took my hand and led me to the bed -- "Lie down" he whispered. I laid upon his bed, "spread your legs" he whispered as well, he positioned himself between my legs and moved his head down towards my most private of parts, his tongue moved in without another word, I felt at that moment the surge of pleasure and I cared not about anything other then that very moment. FIN
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Enjoy and sweet dreams, Colette Caine, Submissive, When Discetion Matters! tm
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