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French Maid	By : LadyRain Category: Celebrities - Misc > General Views: 4060 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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French Maid

I saw a French Maid costume in Hot Topic and it was totally cute. I might go buy it now! Anyways I got this idea for a story. Hope you all like it!! Please read and review, it means a lot!!

Summary: She does work for a famous rock star.

The white feather duster brushed across the mantle piece. It wasn’t getting very clean, because her mind was elsewhere. He was watching her, but she didn’t know it. The outfit of hers left nothing to the imagination. He didn’t know they made them that sexy anymore.

The top of the dress wasn’t very low cut, just enough to tease. The white ruffles barely covered her backside and every time she bent over, he could see just a hint of her black panties and her thigh high fishnets. Oh, she was a tease. She was wearing black platform heels that made her legs look delicious. Plus she was wearing a spiked collar around her neck. Since when did maids where spiked collars?

She sighed and tossed the feather duster aside. She plopped into a chair and laid her head back. She brushed a lock of chestnut hair out of her face. He walked into the room, standing behind her chair.

“I’m not paying you to rest, am I?” he asked.

She jumped and shivered at the sound of his warm British accent.

“I’m sorry, sir. I was just taking a break,” she stuttered, getting out of the chair.

“I’m sure you were. I’ve been watching you for the past couple of minutes, and you don’t seem to be doing a very good job with cleaning.”

One eyebrow was raised in an almost scolding manner. She shivered again. Part of her knew what was coming.

“I’m just a little tired, sir, is all,” she replied, meekly.

He cupped her chin in his hand and forced he sta stare into his eyes.

“You’re not doing your job. Do you know what happens to girls who don’t do their job?” he asked.

There he was using that girl line again. She was fucking eighteen, she wasn’t a girl anymore. Well, maybe in some aspects she still was. He was waiting patiently. He expected an answer.

“They get spanked,” she finally said.

He gave her a sexy smirk.

“That’s right,” he replied.

She sighed. He sat down in the chair and tugged her over his lap. He pushed up her dress and ran his hand over her silky black panties. He lifted his arm. She took in a deep breath, waiting in anticipation.

The first smack was firm. She ed hed her eyes. He spanked her again, and she wiggled in his lap. He tightened his grip on her, and delivered another spank. She let out a low moan. But he had heard it.

He continued to deliver firm smacks to her backside. Then he tugged down her panties. He ran his hand over her flushed pink skin. His fingers dipped into her pussy teasingly. She gasped, wanting to feel more of him.

His hand stung her bare skin. This was her favorite part. The spanks were harder and faster. Her pussy was aching for him. She was moaning and gasping now.

He stopped spanking her. She laid across his lap for awhile.

“You can get up now,” he said.

“Will you fuck me?” she asked, almost begging.

Hilediled.

“Of course I will,” he answered.

She climbed off his lap. She kicked her panties off and teasingly rolled off each of her thigh highs. He licked his lips. She kicked her shoes off and tossed the stockings aside. He liked her to leave the outfit on while he fucked her.

He had already removed his shirt and was busy tugging down his pants. When he was fully naked and fully erect, he patted his lap. She slipped onto his cock. A soft, high-pitched gaspapedaped her mouth as she slipped in. It had been awhile.

“I like you tight,” he said.

She rocked back and forth on top of him. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She hadn’t been fucked in awhile, it felt so good. He came and released his sticky sweet cum into her. Her fingers were buried in his golden blond curls. Sometimes he reminded her of an angel.

She slipped off of him and let her head fall onto his chest. She softly kissed his neck, and felt him stir under her.

“Naughty boy,” she scolded, tra his his lips with her tongue.

He slipped his tongue into her mouth and tasted her sweet mouth. He slipped his hand under her dress and rubbed her damp pussy. She moaned into his mouth.

“More like naughty girl,” he said with a smirk.

“Yeah, but you like me that way,” she said.

“Yeah, I do.”

She traced a finger around his pierced nipple, then around the Justin tattoo on his left arm.

“So, what would you like me to be tomorrow night?” she asked.
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