Hopefully, you like a little story behind the content :) I c..
🕑 Added 2024-01-12 08:03:01 +0000 UTC
Hopefully, you like a little story behind the content :) I can't always share footage of my personal life but I can always go down the fantasy rabbit hole and explore with you xx At first I wanted to make the video a PPV but I thought I'll just post it and if anyone appreciates the work, I'll get some tips for it 🥰
So here's the full story and the anticipated video 😊
It was another chaotic Monday, from my milk spoiled because of my broken temperamental fridge to nearly being late for work because I couldn't find my car keys.
I often think to myself, where did I go wrong? Is this really my life now? Barely making ends m33t, living paycheck to paycheck. I always thought I'd get to explore the world when I get older, I'm in my mid-thirties now, no man, no family, stuck at a dead-end job that I hate. My rent and utility bills consume most of my take-home pay and the remainder I waste on short temporary pleasures to make my existence a little more bearable.
And then it went from bad to worse! On my way home, my car fucking broke down in the middle of the road. Not only did I waste my entire evening on getting the car to a mechanic but the recovery and repair would cost me nearly a full month's wage. I'll have to max out one of my credit cards only to keep going with my miserable life. Fuck it, I said to myself. Maybe it's time to stop being sorry for myself and do something about it. I don't need a knight in shining armor to save me.
I could have prevented this if I had saved some money as I always said that I would. Maybe instead of doomscrolling TikTok in the evening, I should just find a part-time job.
I took the next day off as a holiday, I told my manager it was a family emergency. When in reality, I just couldn't get there because my car was still getting repaired.
While I waited for my car to get fixed, I scrolled some local job advertisements. Not being qualified for much and only being able to work a few hours every evening, my options were quite limited.
Bingo!
Found a job I could do. Somebody was looking for a housekeeper, working 2 - 3 hours in the evenings. General house duty work, cleaning, washing up, and maybe cooking. No experience or qualifications needed. Perfect! I applied for the job and got a call back for a job interview the same night.
Over the phone, my potential employer explained to me that he is recently divorced and is struggling to keep up with the housework. He has always been dependent on a woman's touch in his house. He has a high-paying job which also demands more than the average hours every week. I said I was more than happy to take some of the house chore stress. And I'm actually a pretty good cook!
But first I had to go and pick up my car. Grrrr... Ent3r my PIN and... Thank you very much, my credit card is maxed out and my car is back with me. But I didn't even have time to sulk about it, I'm determined to make a change in my life. I will work hard to get myself out of a financial mess and I will start traveling the world once I'm out of the hole!
I met Steve (My future employer) at his place. He showed me around, and explained the work that needs to be done, how often, and the compensation. The pay was really good, the work was pretty easy, so I almost felt that I was ripping him off for the amount he was paying me. Surely, if he'd spend more time looking into it, he'd get professionals for half the rate. But I won't negotiate my pay down, if that's what he wants to pay me, I'll take it. And God knows I need it.
And I forgot to mention. Steve was very handsome, my initial instinct was to flirt with him, but that would be inappropriate. Especially right after he has gone through a bad divorce.
Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays after work I went to Steve's place for a few hours. I cleaned and I cooked. Took care of his laundry, made sure the house was clean, and added my touch with a few scented candles around the place.
After my first month, I could already pay off my credit card! Woohoo! Me and Steve were getting closer each day and by now, I considered him a friend. To celebrate being debt-free, I got some wine and paid him a visit on a day off. I didn't know how he'd react but being overwhelmingly happy about my achievement, I just wanted to celebrate with somebody, and for whatever reason he came to mind.
We ordered some takeaway and had my bottle of cheap wine. And then he opened another bottle, one from his collection, a bottle from some remote vineyard in France. I felt bad that he wasted such an expensive bottle on me but he assured me has plenty more.
We spent several hours talking about everything, our past, and relationships, we joked about how I'd get a 100% pay increase if I'd wear one of those naughty maid outfits and so on. 3 bottles in and neither being able to drive, he offered to get me an Uber or if I'd want I could crash in the guest bedroom, as my car was outside and an Uber would mean I have to come back the next day.
I decided to stay over, just made sense and was much more convenient. We chatted for a little while longer and around midnight we went to bed. He went to his bedroom, I went to the guest bedroom.
In the middle of the night, I woke up needing to go to the bathroom. Half asleep and disoriented, I accidentally walked into Steve's bedroom instead of the bathroom. Which would be fine if he was asleep, but he wasn't! He was... well... masturbating. How embarrassing, I apologized and ran out.
Oh my god, oh my god. I'm going to lose my job over this! For the rest of the night, I struggled to sleep, I kept worrying about how this would affect our relationship. Will it make everything awkward, will he let me go? But I really need this job... Every scenario and thought ran through my head in circles until the sunrise.
In the morning I made him coffee and breakfast. Too embarrassed to face him, I left it in the kitchen with a note "I'm sorry" and left. As I was driving home he texted me. I pulled over to read the text messages.
He texted "Thank you for the breakfast but what are you sorry for?" and then another text came from him "If anyone should be sorry, it's me for not locking my door" Before I could reply a third "I'll understand if you want to quit, I should have locked the door, I hope you can stay with me as you're doing an excellent job".
Huh? I went to his house, got druunk, and without knocking went to his bedroom, and he's sorry? Maybe it's not as bad as I thought after all. As a joke, I texted him back that I'll be back to work in uniform on Monday, nothing to worry about. He replied back "Deal! Make it a 200% pay increase for the inconvenience".
Wait, he's serious... If it's not a joke, I'd make more money than in my day job in a few hours a week. It would be foolish to chicken out now, so I went online and ordered a naughty maid outfit. It arrived before my next shift and oh my, short maid's dress, white hold-ups with a bow, it was cute and very sexy. Maybe a little too sexy but too late to change my mind, I wouldn't get a different one before my next shift.
The Monday came and after work, I was sitting in my car outside of his house. The sexy outfit was in my bag. My heart is racing, thinking it's a bad idea... Maybe he was joking. I'll just go in as I am and pretend nothing happened. I grabbed my bag, got out of my car, and rang the doorbell...
He answered the door and said "I'm so happy to see you, come in. I see you decided against the uniform.", I quickly replied, "No, I'm changing into it now". Fuck, why did I say that? The outfit is made for the bedroom, not cleaning. He said, "Good, I look forward to seeing it".
There is no way back now. I went to the guest bedroom and changed myself to the sexy maid's lingerie. How stupid of me, I could have gotten something less pervy. This was so short that my ass will be out every 5 seconds.
I went into the living room where he was, and he said "Wow! That's one stunning work uniform. Just what I needed after a long day in the office."
I guess he likes it. I carried on with my regular work while wearing an outfit married couples use to spice up their sex life. Steve did not stay and stare, but I did see him around a lot more than usual, taking a peek.
After a few hours, my work was done and as usual, I got paid before going home. But this time, I got paid the amount I'd usually get in 3 days, not 1. I asked if he was sure about that. That's a lot of money for 3 hours of work, he said a deal is a deal. He said it was more than worth it, he has never enjoyed watching somebody vacuum as much as he did tonight.
A month later, I could still not believe how much was getting paid for this. My savings were growing, and for the first time, I could start thinking about a vacation abroad. Life is good. The only thing I'm missing is cock. I haven't been laid in 6 months and it probably came through in my work. I became increasingly more flirtatious. I would intentionally flash my underwear to Steve, let my shoulder strap drop so my tits were nearly hanging out and one day without even meaning to do it. I forgot to put my underwear on. So every time I flashed, I wasn't flashing my panties, unknowingly I showed him my pussy, over and over again. Only when it was time to go home I noticed. No, wonder he didn't let me out of his eyesight.
My lust finally got to me, subconsciously I've made a move without wearing panties. And I didn't even feel shame, I really liked Steve and I thought as friends we could help each other out. He obviously likes me, overpaying me just to do some chores in a sexy maid's outfit.
He got his wallet out and I said "Don't! This time I don't want money, I want something else." before he could respond with "What", I grabbed his hard cock through his trousers. I said, "Wait for me in your bedroom just like a month ago, and make sure you don't lock the door". He did not say a thing and walked to his bedroom.
I won't lie, my pussy was anticipating this moment from the first time I laid my eyes on him. I couldn't get his cock out of my head ever since I saw it. Took me a while to build up the courage to get what I deserved.
As I walked into his bedroom, he was lying on his bed completely naked. There was a pack of condoms beside the bed. I did not want to spoil the experience with latex between us and I hoped he would feel the same. I kicked the box of condoms to the side and said "I don't want those, hope that's not a problem.", he replied "No objections from me".
His eyes were focused on my bald shaved pussy. I wondered if he had anticipated this just as much as I had. I got on top of him and kissed him. It felt just as good as I imagined, I've dreamt about those lips touching mine. As a starving wolf, I wanted to devour my meal. I kissed my way down to his cock and wrapped my lips around his cock. It's been a while since I've tasted one and god I missed it. He was already oozing precum in my mouth. Fuck it tasted so good. But I could no longer wait, I wanted to feel it inside me.
I guided his hard cock inside me and rode it like it owes me money. Well, it kind of did as I traded my pay for it. Up and down I slid on his cock, enjoying every inch. It's been too long since I've felt a man in me. He got my tits out as he rode me, and thinking back, it was the first time he's seen them as he has seen everything else while I flashed him. He firmly grabbed them and played around while I rode him. Pinching and pulling my nipples, I didn't even know I liked that sort of thing, but I did as I came so hard on his cock. It must have been the strongest orgasm I've had to date, I couldn't proceed with riding him as I collapsed on him.
He flipped me around, pushed my head down, and pulled my ass up. He slid inside me and fucked me like a good little slut. This was not your romcom's first time fuck, nothing romantic. This was reality, 2 sexually frustrated people finally getting what they wanted, letting our animalistic lust take over us. I think he even slapped my ass as he was fucking me. He pounded me with a lot of force making me cum again as his balls were slapping against my clit.
He asked me "Where should I cum" and without hesitation, I replied, "Inside me". I did not have to tell him twice. He let out several moans as he pumped his seed deep inside me. I'm not on birth control and I don't know what I'd do if I got pregnant but I couldn't resist the temptation of feeling his hot load inside me. It was a gamble I was willing to take.
