4 comments/ 114862 views/ 7 favorites The Predicament of Marie By: jakebarnes33 After the dishes were cleaned, Marie, the Hackett's live-in French maid, went up to her room and closed the door. She pulled her sundress over her head and put it on the bed. She went to her dresser and selected a fresh pair of panties and bra. She would have taken a shower, but she knew there wasn't time. In the mirror over the dresser, Marie saw herself, European-fair with dark, shoulder-length brown hair and a voluptuous build. She was tall and thin for her shape and being nearly 36. She had just finished putting on her bra when there was the soft double tap at the door. She looked at her bed and the dress. Fuck it, she thought. "Come in," she said, just loud enough for the person outside the door to hear. Todd Hackett came in. "Todd, what-" The young man stopped and his mouth fell open in surprise when he saw she was in her underwear. "Marie, I-" "Todd, what are you doing here?" "Marie, I can't wait any longer." She looked behind him to make sure there was no one in the hall passing by, and he realized he had not shut the door. He closed it gently and walked over to her. Todd ha been trying to get Marie to sleep with him ever since they got drunk and made out one night when his parent's had gone to dinner party. Todd was an awkward boy, a little over-weight and tall and clumsy, but Marie had found him cute in his own way. The last time he had cornered her, he made her promise to take his virginity. He promised he would leave her alone afterwards if it was what she wanted. "Todd your parents are home, we can't-" "Marie, I'm 18 years old," he whispered and he took her into his arms. "I can't be a virgin anymore." The feel of her skin uncovered against him except for her underwear sent a tingle up his spine. "Todd-" "You promised, soon." "Soon, when your parents are at work. We'll get caught." "Can we just play? Like we did last time? Please?" "They're not even in bed yet." "In an hour," he said. "I'll come back." "Two hours." "Okay, anything, just-" "What?" "Just tonight." "Todd-" There was a knock at the door. They both started. They looked at each other, their hearts sinking. "Quick the closet," she said. She shoved him over to the closet and closed the door just as Deborah Hackett entered the room. The older woman, in her fifties was tanner and blonde. She wore a skimpy, black lace nightgown. She came over to Marie and pushed her back against the closet door and kissed her, putting her tongue down her throat. "There's that magic tongue," she said, pulling away from Marie. "Now let's have it a few degrees south." The older woman grabbed the sides of Marie's head and started to push her down. "No, no, Mrs. Hackett," she said. "Deborah." "Deborah… Mr. Hackett said he'd leave if he caught us again." "I don't care, I need you to lick me. It's not my fault if he can't do it like you." "But-" The older woman pushed her down on her knees and opened the robe of the gown. She lifted the tail of the gown and revealed a clean-shaven pussy. "See? I groomed for you." Marie put her tongue to the woman's lips and parted them. She licked the length a couple of times to moisten her slit and then found the woman's clit. "Oh, god," she moaned. Marie continued to lick, sticking a finger up the woman's slit. "Put it in my asshole," the older woman said. Once the finger was wet, Marie found the woman's asshole and slid the finger in slowly. The older woman held in a squeal that would have only been just audible through the closet door. As Marie licked her, she slid her robe off and pulled the nightgown over her head and let it fall. There was a knock on the door. "Marie." It was Tom Hackett outside in the hall. "Oh, god," Deborah said and stood up. "I tried to tell you Mrs. Hackett-" "Deborah-" "Deborah. Mr. Hackett is getting his- what did you call it?" "Compensation?" she whispered. "Yes, his first compensation is tonight." Deborah Hackett had agreed to allow her husband a weekend with Marie in compensation for his discovery of their affair. "I told you to wait until I had gone to my mother's next weekend." "He wouldn't wait." "Fuck." "I'm sorry." "It's okay, sweetheart," the older woman said, kissing her. She looked at the closet. "I need to hide." "Under the bed," Marie said, standing in front of the closet. "I'm 56 years old and fat, Marie, I don't crawl under beds anymore." "You're not fat, you are beautiful," Marie said. "You are wonderful," Deborah Hackett said kissing her cheeks. "Now, move." "Marie!" Tom Hackett called again. Marie looked at the closet door. It was a big closet, maybe- Deborah Hackett pushed her out of the way and got in the closet. "Come in!" Marie called and as she did, she heard an exclamation of "Oh my God!" from the closet. Tom Hackett walked in and there was no more sound from behind the door. "Mr. Hackett-" Tom Hackett was tall and dark, like his son, but he did not have any baby fat and was very good-looking. He came over to Marie and took her in his arms. He kissed her lips and neck and breasts. "Marie-" he said. She nervously let him kiss her. "Marie- you taste like-" "I made salmon for dinner, remember?" "That's it," he said. He continued kissing her. "Are you ready?" he asked, pulling away. "Mr. Hackett- ready?" "To be fucked like you never have before," he said, undoing her bra. He pulled off his tie and pulled his shirt and undershirt over his head. Then he undid his pants and kicked them off with his shoes to the floor. He did not notice them next to, barely touching even his wife's nightgown. Then he moved Marie over to the bed and pushed her back on it. He pulled down his pants revealing a six-inch erection at full mast. He pulled her panties off and then found her clit and rubbed it until she was wet. "Oh god, fuck me, now," she said, forgetting the closet. Tom Hackett lay down on top of her and started fucking her fiercely. She started to moan. She had never been fucked like this before. She cried out. "Shh, Shh," Tom Hackett hushed her. She tried to stay quiet and heard a squeal come from the closet. "Quiet, sweetheart," he said. "We were supposed to wait until next week." "Yes." Tom Hackett continued fucking her more intensely than she knew was possible. As she started to climax, she looked over at the closet. The door had swung open and she saw Todd Hackett on his knees sucking his mother's clit as she leaned back against Marie's hanging clothes, pushed back against the wall. Deborah Hackett was in ecstasy. After a couple of seconds, though, she opened her eyes and realized what had happened and reached out and shut the door. On the bed Tom Hackett continued fucking her and in a few minutes she came in spite of the fact she was afraid the closet door would open again. Tom Hackett continued thrusting as he felt her pussy flood around him. After a few more thrusts, he pulled his dick out of her and shot his cum over her tits. Then he put a finger in it and put a little to her lips. She tasted it. "You like?" "Yes," she said, not knowing what else to say. "There will be more like that next week," he said getting off her. Her pussy tingled of the thought of this happening again next week. She heard a rustling in the closet though which brought her back to reality. She started to get up. "No," Tom Hackett said, putting on his clothes. "Stay like that until I leave." Fortunately, he dressed quickly and never seemed to notice the occasional knocking and grunts from the closet. As soon as he went down, the closet fell open and Deborah Hackett fell back with her son on top of her, fucking her senseless. "Oh my God, Marie!" she called softly from the floor. "Mrs. Hackett?" Marie said shaking her head. "What-" "He must be eight inches!" Todd continued fucking his mother on the floor and as he slid in and out, Marie saw she must be right. There bellies coming together made a loud smacking noise in time to his cock sliding in and out of her slick pussy. She seemed to notice it and it set her off. Todd was close too and Marie saw him readying to pull out, but his mother grabbed his ass cheeks and held him inside her. A few minutes later, Todd noticed Marie sitting on the bed, crying. He got off his mother and went over to see about her. His mother stood up to follow him and his come leaked out down her thighs and leg. "Marie," Todd said. "What's wrong?" "You're all so sick," she cried as Todd took her in his arms. Neither he nor his mother knew what to say. She had never had a cock that big before and he was no longer a virgin. They were sorry for Marie, but glad for themselves. The Predicament of Marie Ch. 02 It was the middle of the day and everyone in the household should have been at work or school. Marie had just returned from the grocery store and put all the things away. She was taking the clean laundry upstairs to her the Hackett's room to fold the clothes on the bed when she heard the moaning. She was just inside the bedroom door when she realized what it was. It was coming from the master bath. She started to turn around and walk back out, but curiosity got the best of her. She put the laundry basket down and snuck over to the doorway to the bathroom. Todd Hackett had his mother, Deborah, naked, bent over the sink and was fucking her from behind as they watched themselves in the mirror. Marie stood there a second too long and Todd noticed her, stopping. "Oh, baby, don't stop," his mother moaned. "Mommy's pussy just got used to your ten inches." Todd Hackett was not ten inches, but he did have a big dick and his mother rounded up to flatter him. It was part of their play. Deborah looked up and noticed Marie, their French maid, standing there. "Oh, Marie. Is that laundry done yet?" "No, Mrs. Hackett, I-" "Well, do me a favor and fold it and put it on the bed. I have to play tennis later and as you can see, I don't have a thing to wear." "I- I-Hmmph!" Marie said and walked out. "What's wrong with her?" Todd asked. "Is she still weirded out by everything?" "No, after we got back from the weekend at your grandmother's in Florida, your Dad didn't get to fuck her anymore because the deal was over, and we're together now, so I think Ms. Marie's a little sexually frustrated." "Oh." "Mmmm," Deborah said. "You know what I just thought of?" "What, Mom?" Todd still had his dick up inside her. His mother didn't answer. She was rifling through the drawers. Finally, she fished out a jar of Vaseline. "I was thinking about being at Mee-maw's," she said. "Wasn't that fun?" "Mmmm-hmmm." Todd leaned down and kissed his mother's tanned shoulder. "I liked how we could be loud because Meemaw's nearly deaf." "Yes, baby. You know what else was nice?" She held up the jar of Vaseline. "What, Mom?" "Mommy. Or Mama, sweetie," she said. That's what she liked him to call her when they fucked. "And I thought it was nice the night I made us margaritas and we walked on the beach and I showed you that other thing." "Other thing?" "That other thing," she said. "Where you fucked me in the ass." "Oh," he said. And with that, he started to withdraw. "No, no, baby, remember?" she said. "We have to work up to it." "Oh, right." Todd Hackett licked his index finger, getting it good and wet. Then he slowly slid it up his mother's butt. "Oh!" *** Marie was listening to all of this folding the clothes on the bed. A few minutes later, she heard Deborah Hackett screaming and she knew Todd had stuck that big cock up her ass. "Oh, baby!" she heard from the bathroom. "Yeah, reach around and rub Mommy's clit!" Marie shook her head and looked at the seemingly giant-sized compared to hers panties she was folding. She sniffed the crotch but smelled nothing other than detergent. She was tempted to tell Tom about them, but she knew Mrs. Hackett would get her green card revoked. Frustrated, she threw the panties on the bed and walked out. *** That was Friday afternoon. After Deborah had checked her son out of school early so he could fuck her in the ass, she went and played tennis. After tennis, she was showering at the club and watching one of the other younger girls she played doubles with, her finger couldn't help but lingering as she washed her still-sensitive mound. As she tried not play with herself, it occurred to her that they had not been very fair with Marie. Not two weeks ago, she was getting it from all sides. She had been licking her cunt regularly and then her husband got to fuck her once he found out. Even her son was fooling around with her rather innocently. Then, Deborah thought about Marie's magic tongue and she missed pussy. The two of them 69ing in the middle of the day on the kitchen counter. Marie bathing her in the tub, toweling her off like a servant later, and then the girl taking her to the bed and sitting on her face. She was playing with herself, now not realizing it. The other woman in the shower had noticed and was blushing. Deborah just shrugged. "When you get my age, honey," she said. "You'll do it too." *** Later that night she and her husband had attended a cocktail party for people at his work. They were both a little on the drunk side driving home. They had been silent for most of the ride and were now pulling into the neighborhood. "When was the last time we actually fucked?" Deborah said to her husband, breaking the silence. "About 2 years and 20 pounds ago for you, I guess," Tom Hackett said. "Jesus, Tom, I know you're still pissed off about the whole Marie thing, but it's not like you didn't get yours too." Tom Hackett didn't answer. "Look, all I'm saying is there's no reason we can't be friends." Tom Hackett looked at her across the car. She reached down and started rubbing his crotch. "For old time's sake?" "Deborah, just tell me what you want." "Let's wake Marie up, when we get home." "That's not exactly like old times." "Then for the sake of a new experience." Tom Hackett laughed. "I guess we do all have needs," he said. They pulled into the driveway, and Tom Hackett stopped. "I'm going to back the car in the garage, you go in and wake her." "Make youself a drink when you get inside," Deborah said. "She'll be wet and ready for you by the time you get upstairs." Deborah went on in through the front door. She went straight up the stairs and to Marie's room, but when she entered, there was no one there. That's when she heard the soft moaning coming from down the hall. She walked immediately to her room and found Marie there, riding her son on her bed. On the television was one of the homemade sex videos of her and her husband, they had made a few years back. "Oh, Todd," Marie moaned in her thick French accent. "You're so big!" But Todd had already seen his mother in the doorway. Marie noticed his face and turned. "Todd, to your room now!" Marie slid off of him. Todd got up off the bed, his dick still hard as a rock, bouncing in front of him. "Where are your clothes?" his mother asked. "Marie's room." "They'll be fine in there. Go to your room and don't come out until I come and get you." Todd left them alone. Deborah stood in the doorway looking at Marie, naked on the bed. Deborah wore a slimming black, cocktail dress and Marie couldn't help but think she looked beautiful. She said so before she thought any better. "Bend over," Deborah said. Marie did as she was told. Deborah went over to their walk-in closet and went in. After a minute, she returned with a stick with a leather handle on it and about half a dozen leather tassels coming out of it. She walked over to the bed. "I told you bitch," she said, running a long manicured fingernail along the crack of Marie's butt. "The two cocks in this house belong to me." She whipped the girl on her butt. "Oh!" Marie shouted. She whipped her again. "What did I say?" Deborah Hackett asked. She whipped her twice more. "The two cocks belong to you," Marie said in her thick accent. "Good," Deborah said. Then she whipped her one more time. The French woman's fair cheeks were now bright red. "Debbie, what are you doing?" Tom Hackett said. He was standing at the bedroom door with a drink in his hand. "Look what I found her watching." Deborah Hackett pointed at the television. On the screen her husband had just come all over tits and she was rubbing it into them. "I think we need to take her down a notch," she said. Then, to Marie: "You know what Tom always does to me when I need to be taken down a notch." Marie didn't say anything. Deborah walked over to the bedside table. She pulled out a bottle of lube and walked back to Marie. She reached around and started playing with the girl's clit. After a moment she brought her hand back up and opened the lube. She squirted some on her finger and put it in Marie's asshole. Then she motioned for husband to come over. He put his drink on the dresser and walked over to the bed. Deborah was sitting next to Marie bent over on the bed. She unbuckled her husband's belt and took out his dick. She squirted some more lube on her hand and coated his dick with it. Then she began jerking him off. After a minute she put the head of her husband's cock at the opening of Marie's ass. "But Mrs. Hackett, Deborah, I've never-" But just then Tom Hackett slid his cock in the girl's ass. He started fucking her while Deborah reached around, rubbing her clit. "Ow, it hurts!" The girl was shouting, but after a little bit she was moaning. "It's not so bad, now is it?" Deborah said, rubbing her clit. "Oh, no, no," Marie moaned. "It's wonderful!" With that she screamed out and Deborah Hackett felt her pussy flooding around her finger and she let go. Tom Hackett was fucking the girl hard in the ass now, clenching a fistful of dark hair in his hand. Finally he too came. "Oh," Marie squealed. Tom Hackett pulled out of her. "It feels so strange up there," she said. Tom Hackett lay back across the bed. "Your turn, dear," he said. She turned Marie around and lay her back. Then she turned around. "Unzip me, honey, will you?" Tom Hackett obliged, and his wife pulled her dress down and stepped out of it. Then she pulled off her panties and crawled up the bed, straddling Marie's face. "Lick," she said. *** Later, after she had ridden Marie's face, Deborah turned around and they both licked each other simultaneously until they came. Then Marie passed out, exhausted. Tom was already snoring on his side of the bed. Deborah got up and walked naked down the hall to her son's room. She opened the door and went into the dark room. She crawled naked in bed with her son who was fast asleep. She reached over and started rubbing his cock. It easily became hard. She got on top of him, and started rubbing her clit. When she was wet, he slid her inside of him. "Mmm- Mom?" Todd woke. "Shhh," she said as she slowly started riding him. They fucked silently in the dark and in no time at all, Todd came inside her. "I'm sorry, Mommy," he said. "For what, baby?" "You didn't make it there." "Shhh, it's okay." "But-" "Just lay here, sweetie. With your cock and your come in my pussy." They lay silently like that for a while. "Thus may be the last time for a while," his mother whispered after a bit. "No, Mom, why?" "I talked to your sister today. She come home next week from school for the summer. We can't have her finding out what's been going on." "But-" "Shhh." "Mom?" "What, baby?" "Are you mad? About Marie?" "No, baby," she said. "Not at you." And then she felt him growing hard inside her again. She had forgotten over the years what a wonderful thing a young man was. She knew she would have to fuck Tom again over the summer if she wanted any at all while her daughter was in town. God, she would miss the tirelessness of her son. "Are you mad a Marie?" he asked, slowly pushing himself up in and out of her. His come made his eight inches slide so easily in and out of her. "Baby?" "Yes, mama?" "Shut up and fuck me until you come inside me again."