"But you know..." shecontinued, "...it is a role that needs to be far more than just a job,or a uniform. For my liking, I'd want it to be more of a mi...ndset, avocation, even a lifestyle!"She went on "If I had a maid, I would want 'her' to be utterly feminineof course, but on top of that she'd need to be very naturally compliant,obliging yes, courteous and accommodating without a doubt. 'She' wouldof course need to defer and acquiesce automatically, but even more thanthat I'd want 'her' to not. I decided that I would just tell him the gist of the evening but leave out that it was planned and leave out the fingering part. I would just tell him that a guy kissed me, how it made me feel, and that I want to work us. I couldn’t wait for him to get home and I spent most of the day feeling sick to my stomach. I wasn’t sure how the night was going to go. This evening was a long time coming though. It needed to happen someday, and it only took last night’s events for me to see that. We kept. I turned to her. She didn't meet my gaze, but looked down. Now I started to worry, too. Then she took a deep breath."Noel, I have been with another man."A sudden flood of jealousy hit me, just as though I had some right to feel like that, when I had been shagging both Candy and Kath whenever possible. Then came sadness. Surely she had come to tell me that she had found someone else, and that she didn't want so see me anymore. As my thoughts were running in these small circles, I almost missed. Once it is wet, I blow on it and the sudden cold makes you cringe. You laugh, knowing that I’ll continue the torture if you don’t divert me, so you grab my butt and pull me tightly against you. My eyes fly to yours – mine filled with surprise at the hardness of your cock and yours filled with the laughter and longing I’ve evoked. I feel like I’m drowning in a pool of warm water. You lean down to kiss me and I throw my arms around your neck as our lips meet. You lift me and I put my legs around.