0 comments/ 102525 views/ 16 favorites Naughty Maid Service Ch. 01 By: Tim Smith My name is Sherry, I'm a mom, wife and between myself and those reading this, a sub slut wife. Call it what you will, be it a sub, sub slut, submissive or whatever, I am what I have become. I'm 33 years old and my husband Marty turned 40 this year. We have two children, ages 8 and 10, and it was an uphill battle regaining my looks after giving birth to the youngest, but thanks to a local gym membership and a lot of hard work I did it. The problem is, once I arrived at my goal, I guess I needed more, not just a trim figure and a firm ass. It turns out I needed attention from a man and unfortunately my husband was buried in his own world trying to make a name for himself in real estate and land development, so I strayed from him to others, and only now do I see this clearly. It all started with another boring day at home surfing the internet while the kids were at school. If I remember right I was thinking of buying something sexy to get Marty's attention in the bedroom when I stumbled onto a for sale and want adds sight that I won't name, but is very popular to say the least. Well to make a long story short, it turned out that using a search word on google like "Lingerie" will bring more than just places to order online. At first I ignored the links, but after a few minutes I thought, "Hey I'm an adult, why not look." Well after a little browsing I discovered there were women out there that cleaned houses in thong panties and bras, topless, bottomless and even in latex cat suits. This was a new concept for me and I saved the search and went on to order lingerie online that looked like it would show off the assets I had worked so hard to gain. The items came and I picked a night to surprise my husband Marty. Well let's just say it didn't work out. Marty just looked at me, shook his head and said, "I don't have time for this right now" and left the room to go back to work on his laptop in the den. It broke my heart and made me sad, but worst of all I was pissed and that's really what got it all started. The next day I brought up the search and found the sight and proceeded to learn how to navigate it and search only local ads. One of the ads was a want ad for older women to house clean in lingerie for men wanting more mature women instead of the 19 to 25 year old girls that dominated the website. For the next few days I thought about it and even decided I would let my husband decide for me by giving him one more chance to appreciate me in the bedroom. Well round two with Marty was a bust and the next day while he was at work I answered the ad and included a picture of myself in lingerie that I took in the mirror with my cell phone. The next day I logged into my e-mail and found a response to my inquiry. The response was from a woman and that made me feel a little more comfortable about the whole deal. She said I was beautiful and we should meet for coffee and discuss options. This sounded safe enough and I opted to meet her and see what it was all about, after all, she said I was beautiful and that was more than I was getting at home. Turned out the woman's name was Jezebel and she was as well a house wife and got into the whole naughty house cleaning thing just a year ago and was very happy she did. She to lacked the attention she craved, but unlike me was now getting plenty of. The meeting went well she told me I could go with her on what she called an "Outing" and see if I liked it. Thinking it over, I felt a sense of security trying it this way and told her I would do it. Jezebel told me it might be a while until she had a call for two women to clean, but said she would run a special and see if we could get a customer. Jezebel stood, shook my hand flashing me a big smile and said, "OK then, we're off". The next week produced nothing on my e-mail from Jezebel, but come Friday night I had a message from her, the subject line reading, "Good news." I read the message and found she had an opportunity for us to work together on the up coming Tuesday around 10 AM. She said the man was quite wealthy and she had worked for him before. She also said he tipped well to and she had taken 300 dollars in just tips home from the last time. I hadn't really even thought of the money part of it and in pondering the thought of having cash that my husband didn't know about, it seemed like a new form of independence to me and it made it all the more enticing. Marty worked through most the weekend and for the most part it was uneventful. My time on Monday was taken up with grocery shopping and a few errands and before I knew it I found myself standing in front of the mirror on Tuesday morning trying to decide which lingerie set to wear for my big cleaning adventure. One set was just far to risqué, the thong panties being all but non existent and the bra heaving my breasts up over the top with nipples gleaming on high beam. I had to admit though, wearing this in front of a strange gentleman did turn me on. The other set sported a little more in the thong and my nipples were not exposed. I remember Jezebel saying, Make sure and bring several or more sets of lingerie, so I put on the less provocative set on under my street clothes and the other in my purse and off I went to meet Jezebel. The home was beautiful, with a long driveway and a private entry gate. As we pulled up to the house and stopped, Jezebel explained how we did things and the rules. She told me that we clean in lingerie but offer other services we feel ok with on a person to person basis. For instance, we may decide to wear less or even nothing for tips, or perhaps offer a massage to the patron or even more if we wish. She smiled at me and said, "This will be the most fun you have ever had, and you'll get all the attention you ever wanted, guaranteed." As she finished speaking I was still mentally digesting the words, or less, massage and even more being offered and was starting to wonder what I was getting myself into. Jezebel and I walked to the door and a nice looking man in his late forties to early fifties answered our ring and asked us to come inside. Jezebel introduced me and asked where he would like us to start. The man that was introduced to me as Bruce, told us he would like to have one of us upstairs and one downstairs, and we could both change into something more comfortable first in the guest room down the hall from where we stood. Jezebel and I walked down the hall and into the room to get changed. As we removed our street clothes, I found myself a nervous wreck and shaking as I stepped out of my skirt and then attempted to put on the taller heeled shoes that I had I had brought with me that matched my lingerie. Jezebel couldn't help but notice my nervousness and gave me a few words of encouragement as I successfully slipped on the second shoe. In the room we were in, there was a full mirrored door on the closet and as I straitened up from dealing with the strap on the high heel, I found myself face to face with a woman I hadn't met, but was soon to get to know quite well. The skimpy black bra barely covered my nipples and left the tops of my 38D breasts exposed, including a full cleavage. The thong panties barely covered my privates on the front and left both ass cheeks fully exposed. Turning slightly to the side I could see the pronounced form of my ass and I was reminded of all the early mornings and late afternoons spent at the gym near Westfield Park. To my surprise, Jezebel had been watching the whole time and said, "Girl, you look hot, you'll do well with Bruce, trust me." It was decided that I would take the upstairs and Jezebel would take the downstairs and we both went our separate ways. The upstairs of the house was beautiful and in no way in need of cleaning, but I decided to grab the glass cleaner from my basket and take a shot at the windows, after all, no matter how clean a house looks, the windows always can use cleaning, this I knew. The window I decided to tackle was at the end of the upstairs hallway and looked out to the backyard of the home. The window was a bit tall and it looked like I would only be cleaning the lower half as I wiped away while checking out the tennis court, pool and another building I assumed was a small garage with an apartment over it. A man's voice from behind me suddenly broke the silence, making me jump just a bit and spin my head around. It was Bruce, and I blushed feeling as if I was naked in front of a stranger, which technically I guess I was, almost anyways. Bruce smiled and said, "I hope you don't mind me watching, you are absolutely beautiful, you really are." I blushed even more when he told me this, as his eyes roved every inch of my body. Searching for words, I remembered what Jezebel had told me about the men wanting to just watch a woman clean in a state of undress and sometimes they would ask the woman model her lingerie for them as well. With this in mind I played the part and smiled back saying, "Thank You sir for the compliment, I hope my cleaning of the windows is satisfactory." Once I said it, it sounded stupid, but Jezebel did say to respond this way when approached by a customer. Bruce smiled and said the window was lucky to have me and he would get a small step stool for me so I could get the upper glass as well. This seamed nice of him at the time, but soon proved to have a hidden agenda. Once the step stool was retrieved and I was at the top step cleaning the upper glass, Bruce watched from below staring up at my uncovered ass and complimented me on how tone it was and how lucky a man would be to have me. This was flattering and I have to admit, being up like that above him and having him peer up at my ass was a turn on and that made me nervous. Bruce then said, "It might be safer for you if you placed one foot on the sill of the window." My mind at first struggled with the logic, but then realized this would open my crotch just a bit for a better view of what little was being covered below. I remembered what Jezebel had told me about requests and that you should try and do everything the customer wanted you to do, so long as it didn't cross a personal line. I thought to myself that it couldn't hurt anything, after all, I was there for that very reason and it was exciting me to, so I quickly said, ok and moved my left leg to the windowsill as Bruce had requested. As soon as I did this I could feel a cool breeze invade my crotch and what I thought might even be a slight dampness. I knew I was blushing and it gave me more reason to keep facing the window and make like I was still cleaning. Bruce then asked if I could move my leg all the way to the far left edge of the window while at the same time I jumped just a bit as a bill was pushed under my thong waist strap above my right hip. That is when I realized just how close Bruce stood behind me. I looked down at the bill and saw it was a twenty dollar bill and again thought through what I should do. I knew there was no harm, and I also knew that if I was to do as he requested, the thin thong would in no way offer any real coverage of my pussy and all but for sure pull off to one side or the other leaving me totally exposed to this stranger that stood behind me. As I pondered this, my asshole of a husband, Marty, came to mind and his constant rejections. All of a sudden I was a woman on a mission and replied, "Sure, no problem." I then gripped the top bar of the step stool and slowly lifted my left foot and started moving my leg slowly as I aimed for the far left corner of the window sill. As soon as I did this I could feel the thong doing just as I had feared and sliding off to one side pussy. To my surprise though, the strap was also pulling off to the side of my asshole, exposing it as well and I slowed just a bit but then realized I was committed and kept stretching. The distance to the corner of the window sill turning out to be further than I had thought and getting the last eight inches required I put my foot down and slide it the remainder of the way. As I held tight to the bar, I could feel the cool air on my pussy and asshole and to my surprise as I looked down at my reflection in the window, I could see my pussy lips were pulled wide open as well and I could even see that my clit shooting out proudly in the front. My mind was fuzzy with excitement and embarrassment as I held this position, waiting to see what would happen next, as Bruce made an audible sigh and said, "Oh yes, that's more like it." Despite my strong inclination to not look back, I turned my head just slightly to the left to see where Bruce was. I mentally gasped when I saw his face was no more than a foot behind my ass and a foot lower perhaps as he inspected my open crotch. Bruce than moved under me, with his face looking straight up at my pussy and ass and blew a direct stream of air from his mouth at my pussy lips. I instinctively moaned as he did this, and then sucked in my breath realizing what I had done. Bruce pulled his face from under me and placed another bill under the tight strap of my thong. Bruce then said he was going to check on the other maid and I could continue cleaning the window. He offered to help me get my leg back on the ladder and out of sheer self preservation I accepted his offer. I expected the man to hold my left ankle as I drew it back to the stool, but instead, he reached through my legs with one hand taking hold of my inner left thigh while with the other hand holding the outside cheek of my ass. When both his hands were firmly planted, I could feel a type of excitement I would never forget and would from this point on crave. It was at that moment that I realized, I needed this type of attention and adventure in my life, and I also liked this stranger's hands on my thigh and ass. Bruce steadied me as I moved my left leg back to center and at one point I'm pretty sure made brief contact with the moisture of my pussy lips as my legs grew close to closed. The hour was all but over at that point and soon Jezebel and I were on our way back to her place. On the way home form Jezebel's house, I didn't even turn on the radio in my car like I usually do. Instead I just drove while deep in thought. I was now a woman on a mission, and loving it. A week went by and my husband continued to take more interest in his work than me, so in short nothing changed at home. Jezebel e-mailed and said that Bruce had requested I return for a two hour lingerie modeling show at his home. She wrote as well in the e-mail, I didn't have to accept and it may be too early for me to go on my own. I was a bit put off by her assumption that I was not ready and was wondering if she might try and take the offer herself. In a moment of empowerment, I replied to her and said I would love to and to also give Bruce my e-mail. Half expecting her to show what I was thinking was her true colors, she surprised me and replied right away with Bruce's e-mail and kindly said to have a good time and let her know how it went. This made me feel a little bad about what I had thought she was up to and I made a mental note to trust her and stop being such a mental bitch. Bruce responded to my e-mail and asked I show up around the same time on that upcoming Wednesday. He also said to bring three sets of lingerie and asked what I liked to drink. This seemed nice that he would ask and I responded that white wine would be nice and I would see him on Wednesday. The weekend went well, just the normal family things that usually take place, a little shopping, a full dinner on Sunday and before I knew it, it was Monday. Monday was the day I had planned on picking up a few more outfits for the big Wednesday adventure and I decided to ask that Jezebel go with me and out of guilt buy her a nice lunch and try at least in my mind to make up for what I had thought she was up to last week. Jezebel accepted and off we went. Jezebel said she had some places that had the type of lingerie that men really wanted to see and she would show me. I had never been in adult shops before but jezebel said there was a few that had a large selection of what we were looking for plus other things I may want to consider. When we entered the first one I was floored by the lewd lingerie and was also surprised at the suggestion from Jezebel that I pick up a sex toy or two in case Bruce asked for a toy show. I was confused and asked Jezebel what a toy show was. Jezebel answered and said it was something that she and other models did and explained you use a toy or two on yourself while the man, or men for that matter watch. I was light headed at the thought of it and even more floored with the thought of having more than one man watch, and told her so. Jezebel laughed and said she had done both and especially liked doing it for more than one man. I think I was pretty quiet from that point on and picked out a few sets of lingerie and two vibrators that she recommended. After we parted I went home and hid everything and waited for Marty to come home. Wednesday finally arrived and I placed everything in a duffle bag and headed to Bruce's house. Bruce welcomed me inside and asked I follow him to the living room where I found he had set out a bottle of white wine and two glasses. He poured me a glass of wine and we made small talk through the first glass. He then poured me another and said I could start any time and I could use the bathroom off the hall to change. I smiled, feeling a little more at ease after my first glass of wine and took a quick sip of the second glass and then took my things down the hall to the bathroom. In the bathroom I quickly changed into the first set of lingerie and returned to the living room. My high heels clicked on the wood floor as I walked bringing Bruce's attention and a smile. I walked straight to him and stopped in front of him, then realizing, I had absolutely no idea what to do at this point as I stood in front of this man wearing only a thong, bra and high heels. Bruce sensing this spoke with a smile as he took in what he was seeing in front of him. "Sherry, I know you haven't done this before so I will just tell you what to do and if you're ok with it, I will tip you and we can go on from there." His words were soothing and helped put my mind at ease as I bent down, took my wine glass in my hand and in a relieved tone said, "Ok, that sounds like a plan." Bruce smiled, stood and moved the large coffee table away from the couch to make room for me to stand close in front of him. He then pulled from his pocket a roll of cash and pulled from it, two one hundred dollar bills and placed them on the coffee table that was now behind me and said, "Turn around and show me that beautiful ass of yours." I did as he asked, turning slowly and placed my ass right in front of his face. He then asked I bend forward, placing my hands on the table in front of me, and I quickly finished my wine, placed down the glass, and then did again as he asked. Bruce then requested I spread my legs apart and the wider I got them apart, the larger the first tip would be. I was becoming both embarrassed and excited as I started moving my legs apart little by little. As I opened my legs, I could feel the thong doing the same as last time, but this time there was a new sense of braveness, knowing Bruce had already seen my pussy and ass hole just a week ago. Also this time I decided as I parted my legs that I would give him an even better show than last time, not only for his enjoyment, but for my own enjoyment as well. With this in mind and my legs already at this point perhaps three feet apart, I stepped each foot, one at a time, back towards him until my heels were up against the couch and my open crotch straddled his lap. I then worked at going wider and wider, feeling my thong strap pull far off to the side, giving Bruce a full view of my pussy and ass hole right in front of him. For the next few minutes, Bruce encouraged me to work my legs further and further apart and I could feel his breath on my open ass hole and at times on my pussy. At one point I could feel my pussy lips spring wide apart and cool air invade my most private of areas. Naughty Maid Service Ch. 01 When I could go no further, Bruce placed a one hundred dollar bill on the table in front of me next to the others and said, "God I love your ass". Feeling empowered now that I had a man's full attention and wanting to play the part to the fullest, I attempted to look below and back at him by pressing my chin into my chest. The plan was to look at him looking at my ass right in front of his face. What happened instead was by pushing my chin so hard into my chest while pulling my head below my shoulder line, the bra that was already challenged holding my breasts in place as I bent forward, slid upward letting my tits fall free beneath it, just as I peered below. "Oh my," came from my mouth as Bruce's eyes were drawn from my open crotch to the two large milky white breasts that hung freely below my chest now, both nipples at full attention and hard as rocks. I brought my head up in embarrassment, as to not make the intended eye contact and tried to come up with a plan to regain control over the situation that was currently spiraling out of control. As Bruce began to comment on what nice tits I had, I remembered Jezebel saying that it was not uncommon to accept tips to remove the lingerie and if nothing else I just circumvented the tip part of the equation. Before I could think about what I was saying I said, "I'm glad you like them." After I said it, I was thinking this may be going too far and then my thoughts were interrupted by Bruce asking me if he could kiss my ass with his lips. I no more than had opened my mouth to speak when I felt his lips touch my right ass cheek and plant a long loving kiss and then kiss the other cheek the same way. This was such a turn on and I was reminded at how quickly I had been turned on when he had held my thigh when getting my foot off the window sill a week ago, and how wet I found myself when I had returned home that afternoon from Jezebel's. My eyes closed as I struggled to keep my composure as he continued to kiss all over my ass cheeks and then the backs of my thighs. Bruce placed more money on the table and reached forward with both hands, taking in each one nipple and rolling it very gently. At this point I was becoming a woman on fire and real soon I would have to make the decision to run or let my body take over doing the thinking, of that I was sure. Bruce all at once stopped and said he was sorry for touching like that without asking first. I again spoke without thinking and said, "It's ok, really." When I heard the words come out, I knew my body was in the process of taking over and if it had its way, my husband would be punished for his neglect ten fold. Bruce then sat back on the couch and said he would like a toy show if possible and he would make it worth my while for sure. I thought for a moment and realized that it would be easy to cum in my present state and it may save the day if I were to give my body what it wanted. I peered under me again back at Bruce, smiled and said, "OK." I rose up and said I would get my bag from the bathroom and bring it back to the living room. My legs wobbled when I walked after being at that position and returned shortly with the bag. Bruce held out his hand and I looked at him a little confused and handed him the two vibrators. Bruce smiled, handed me my glass of wine that had again been refilled while taking the two vibrators from my hand. He then looked at me and said, "It's customary at this point for you to remove all your clothes except your shoes. I blushed, and realizing with what we had just done it didn't really matter anyways and started to undress. I removed the bra hanging free of it's cargo below my neck and then slid off the thong panties and stepped out of them, tossing both items aside. I then reached for the two vibrators only to find them not being offered back as Bruce sat silent on the couch, looking at me with a smile. He then said, "It's customary that the customer has an option at this point to use the toys on the woman, for an additional fee of course". I looked at Bruce with what had to be a nervous look and scanned my brain for an answer. The only thing I could think of was a ridiculous price and let fate take its course from there. If he said yes, then so be it. If he said no, then I would leave with what I had made so far and call it a sign. I opened my mouth and said, "Ok, it will be three hundred dollars and only the vibrators can touch me." Bruce smiled, looking at me and said, "I'll make it double for six hundred, and I do whatever I want, short of using my penis." Six hundred dollars, how could this be I thought, and what would it hurt as long as we didn't have sex. It seemed to me that it wasn't really cheating, and hey, maybe I would cheat on that rat of a husband, especially with a man giving me this much attention. I then looked at Bruce and said, "OK, you're on." Bruce smiled and offered me more wine and suggested we take short break before we start and I agreed nervously. As I sat naked on the coffee table facing Bruce, I could feel the wetness below kicking into full gear. As Bruce sipped his wine, he pulled out six one hundred dollar bills and placed them into my duffle bag next to me. Bruce then toasted my glass with his and said, "Here is to a multitude of orgasms." As I drank from my glass I realized there was no agreement on how many orgasms and how long he would use my two vibrators on me. I also realized there were two vibrators and I had no idea if he would elect to place one in my ass, after all it was anything he wanted, he just couldn't use his penis. Bruce broke my thoughts by taking the glass from my hand and then asking I stand and backup to him again and spread my legs just as wide as before. As I got into position, with my legs spread wide apart and my hands firmly planted on the coffee table, Bruce brought his face right up between my ass cheeks and I jumped and let out a little whine as his lips met my asshole. Bruce then kissed it several times and then began to lick. God it felt good and I closed my eyes taking in every sensation that it was giving me. He then licked lower across my wet pussy and I moaned out loud and shook just a bit. I then heard a buzzing sound and before I knew what was coming, I felt a finger that was just lightly vibrating, touch just the very tip of my clit. I looked down and could see Bruce had reached below his chin with one of the vibrators and held it pressed between his forefinger and thumb, causing his finger to lightly buzz as he gently touched my clit with the tip of his forefinger. It didn't take me long to realize as I started to moan uncontrollably, that Bruce was a pro at this and I wasn't going to just have a massive orgasm and be at worst, off to the next. Instead he was taking full control over my body and soon enough my mind, as this could quickly become a form of torture. Bruce let me moan and drop copious amounts of nectar from my pussy onto his tongue for the next ten minutes or so, every so often removing his vibrating finger from my growing clit and then replacing it until my body would again give away all of its intentions and then he would again remove it. I was just getting ready to beg when he stopped licking my lower pussy while keeping his finger either on or close to my clit. Bruce then took the other vibrator and slid it easily into my pussy, in fact it went in so easily I became slightly embarrassed and said out loud, "God....., you're making me so wet......", as if to explain why. I groaned a little louder as Bruce spun it around and moved it side to side rather than in and out. Before I could even get going at all on it, he removed it and placed it at the door of my virgin asshole. Now I say virgin, but I only say it in the sense that I don't usually and haven't for a long time had anything in my ass, so as he pressed it forward and my asshole began to expand, I did get a little verbal. Bruce being the master he was, headed me off at the pass and pushed the other vibrator that was humming away between his fingers, into my pussy and pushed it to the front against my G spot. As I moaned and my body headed for a much needed orgasm, the vibrator at the ring of my asshole was pushed into my ass to the depth he desired while at almost the same instance, he pulled the one in my pussy out and turned it off. I groaned partially to frustration and partially to the full feeling inside my ass as Bruce then raised the vibrator that had been in my pussy to my clit and rubbed it gently saying, "You'll get it back, I promise." He then pulled it past my clit one final time and reinserted it deep inside my pussy again. With both vibrators deep inside me now, I felt totally filled and was frozen in my stance in front of him. Bruce then started to move each one in and out slowly at different times, filling my pussy and then as he pushed the other deep in my ass he drew out the one in my pussy. Every time he would push the one vibrator deep in my ass I would grunt and exhale instinctively from the pressure and then inhale when it was drawn out. Once both dildos started to move easier, Bruce introduced me to my first real full on double penetration by speeding up the pace and pushing each one in to its full length as I groaned, grunted and shook in my bent over position in front of him. My mind was a wreck as I felt every sensation that was happening to me from the man behind me. I could feel my asshole ring being pulled in and out along with the vibrator in my pussy making contact with my G spot on the outstroke and my clit on the instroke. While my mind struggled to focus, Bruce must have decided it was time for me to cum and turned both vibrators on full. When he did this I shook my ass violently in his face and screamed I was coming over and over while he continued to piston the two vibrators in and out even fast than before. Bruce must have known that if I came once with little to no clitoral stimulation I would orgasm a second time with it, and to prove it, as soon as I started to come down from the first orgasm, he pushed both vibrators in to their fullest with one hand and reached around to my clit and roughly gave it everything it craved for the last forty five minutes all at once. When he did this, I sky rocketed to the moon again in orgasm, only this time it was one of those eyes rolling back in your head orgasms that seem like they will never end as long as your clit is being rubbed. Somehow I ended up down on Bruce's lap with my tits flattened on the coffee table as I lye with my hands out to the sides scratching at the surface of the coffee table. As I lay across Bruce and the coffee table, everything seemed fuzzy and when Bruce spoke it sounded muffled and the words made no sense at all, and I didn't care. Bruce took this time to remove both the vibrators and push his fingers gently inside my pussy, bringing from my body, little jerks and convulsive movements as I continued to struggle with regaining my composure. Eventually I regained enough stamina to rise up and take my things to the bathroom to get dressed. When I returned to the living room, Bruce thanked me for everything and made sure I had gathered all the money that had in the process been spread on the table and all over the floor. When I returned home I took a long bath, after which I checked my phone messages. My husband Marty had called and of course was again working late. Also I had a call from Marty's mom and she said she would like to take the kids tomorrow after school and keep them for the rest of the week and through the weekend. The evening came and went, with Marty returning home near 10 PM and leaving around 7 AM. The kids were happy in the morning and I have to say, so was I. After the kids left for school I found myself surfing the internet and checking my e-mail. To my surprise I had an e-mail from Bruce wanting to know if I would be available on short notice to do a toy show tonight at his place. As I read on I was startled to see that it would be for Bruce and two other men he was entertaining from out of town. Bruce went on to say that Jezebel had already accepted to do it if I didn't feel comfortable with doing it, but I was his first pick. As I thought about it while staring at the screen, I just couldn't back away from what I had started and I now craved. The thought of that kind of attention was making me excited just thinking about it, and giving it away to Jezebel was just out of the question. So like a woman on a mission, I replied yes and asked what time, as my hands shook producing several typing errors along the way. Bruce replied with the time and I sent back a quick OK. Next was my plan for Marty. Marty would most likely be pulling the same thing tonight as any other night and with the kids gone he was the only draw back to the plan. I shot my husband a quick e-mail to his work and told him I had a girls night out with some friends and reminded him the kids were at their grandmother's. Marty shot back an e-mail almost instantly and said he would again be working late and I would most likely beat him home anyways. He also said to have a good time, Oh if he only knew, I thought to myself. So the plan was a foot and I spent the rest of the day preparing for the big adventure to come. I started with a long bath and body shave. I always keep pretty well shaved, but with what I was about to do I decided a touch up was in order. Next I gave myself a full once over with body lotion and did all my nails. By the time I got to my hair, it was nearing the time I needed to leave for Bruce's place and I decided it was time to pick out which lingerie to wear. I laid out all I had and decided what the heck; I'll wear the skimpy set. I put on the skimpy set of lingerie along with my tallest heels and then looked in the mirror. The woman looking back was wearing a thong that basically was a string in the front and back with a string above the hips. The bra was just a set of cups lifting my breasts above them with little half moons cut out even lower that allowed my full nipples and some of the breast to shoot straight out in front of me. As I put on my overcoat for the drive, I was getting even more aroused thinking about Bruce and his two friends that were total strangers seeing me like this. When I arrived I was met by Bruce at the door before I had even rung the bell. Bruce stepped outside and said it was great I could do this and we needed an agreement prior to entering the house, as the two men were customers of his and he couldn't have them giving me money for the show. I said I understood and asked what would work best. What Bruce said next surprised me and I found myself briefly without words. Bruce said he would pay one thousand dollars for 4 hours of anything goes except sex, like he and I had before. He then said he would double that and make it two thousand dollars if I elected to take it further and provide what he called full service. I knew from the words taking it further and Jezebels talks on what full service meant, that it meant having sex with the costumer or in this case customers. Bruce quickly said not to worry about the second offer and that it would be there in the event I did something spontaneous, in which case I would automatically get it. This didn't help my educated mind much, but soothed the aroused woman standing in front of Bruce at this moment. I guess it was the second offer that took my attention away from thinking through the first and to that end I said, ok, knowing I didn't have to go further anyways if I didn't want to and I had already done this same thing with Bruce, only now it would just be more of an adventure with three men instead of one. Bruce smiled and ushered me inside to the living room, where I found to my relief, two good looking middle aged men. Bruce introduced them as, Sam and Joe, and I shook both their hands while blushing. I again blushed as Bruce cleared his throat reminding me I had come here for a reason, and it wasn't to stand in front of the men blushing. Realizing this I smiled nervously and slowly removed my overcoat. The two men on the couch sighed and gave me compliments and began to reach out towards me as Bruce took my coat from my hand. I instinctively moved closer and in an instant the two strangers hands were roaming my body from top to bottom, complimenting me on how beautiful I was. As I started to shake from being touched this way by four hands, Bruce approached and lifted a glass to my mouth and the smell of fine wine reached my nostrils. I raised one shaking hand, took the glass and drank it down like a woman dying of thirst and then asked in a shaky voice for another. I drank the second glass as quick as the first while the two men continued to feel me up. Bruce reached to my bra and released it, springing it free to Joe's hands while Sam worked the thong easily down past my knees. I now found myself totally naked in front of the two men on the couch, with Joe rolling both my nipples between his fingers and Sam gently rubbing my thighs and ass cheeks below. I then felt a set of hands on my shoulders as Bruce gently guided me to turn around in front of them while saying, "Let them get a good look at that ass of yours." Now with my ass towards the two strangers on the couch, Bruce said, "Ok Sherry, the show is all yours, I think the men would really enjoy a similar show to the one I received." Knowing right then what that meant, I nervously backed up close to the men as they reached out and guided each of my legs between each set of theirs, obviously knowing that it would force my legs wider apart and position my ass directly in front of both the men. I struggled in the tall heels to position my legs in the wide stance required but with some work accomplished getting into position. The two men's hands were all over my thighs and ass and one lightly slapped my ass cheeks while the other reached around to my breasts, pulling lightly on my nipples. Bruce then took each of my hands in his and pulled me forward until my hands were on the coffee table. I felt more exposed than I have ever been to any man, with my legs spread wide apart and bent over right in front of Sam and Joe. Without warning, four hands began to roam all over my ass, thighs and pussy, relentless in their attack of every inch of the lower half of my body. A hand from each side then took hold of my ass cheeks and pulled me open even more, exposing my pussy and asshole fully to the men behind me. As fingers began to go up inside my pussy and one finger toyed with my tight ass ring, I moaned out loud and couldn't help but move my hips ever so slightly. I felt like a dog in heat as the men's fingers penetrated me and toyed with my openings. As Sam and Joe's fingers continued to fill me, I had lost track of everything going on around me and to my surprise, Bruce appeared right next to me holding a beautiful wood box in his hands in front of him. Bruce looked at the men and said, "This is my toy box, Feel free to use anything in here, anywhere you wish, enjoy." Bruce then sat the box between the two men groping my body from behind. As soon as Bruce had said this and sat the box down on the couch, it was like someone had shot a starting gun and in just minutes I felt an object pushing being pushed inside my pussy and something cold and wet being applied to my asshole. Bruce knelt in front of me holding a blindfold and said, "your choice, should we add a twist to the game?" I was in no condition by now to give the right answer as what felt like a vibrator was going ever so slowly in and out of my pussy while a finger or two pressed some kind of jell or lube into my asshole at the same time. I then said in a gutter tone, "Yes, Yes Sir." When Bruce placed the blindfold over my eyes and secured the straps behind my head, every nerve in my body went into overdrive, making everything that was being done to me as I bent in front of the two men, ten fold of what it was just seconds before. My body shook, I groaned and then another set of hands began to massage my hanging tits. I had to be drooling, and frankly, I didn't really care if I was. The attention I was getting this second from all three men, was something I can't describe and I suddenly realized that I would never be happy with vanilla love making the rest of my life. Regardless of whether or not I would ever admit it, this was what I wanted oh so bad for oh so long. Naughty Maid Service Ch. 01 As I stood bent in front of them groaning and moaning, the men behind me reached down and removed my high heels and then began to use their legs to move my legs even wider apart yet. I protested just a bit and said, "Oh god, oh my, careful" as they stretched my legs wider than I believe they have ever been before. Three fingers slid into my well lubed ass, and it felt like at least four fingers had replaced the vibrator that was in my pussy. I could soon feel the men's hands bottoming out on my wide spread ass cheeks and thighs. Moments later I felt someone crawl below and I jumped as a hot mouth took its place over my clit and began to suck it inside. I screamed and cussed as the man below aggressively began to alternate between sucking my clit and beating it all about with his tongue. Then something large was pushed into my pussy while at the same time another object was pushing slowly into my ass. "Oh fuckkkkk" came from my mouth as I quickly gauged the size of both objects to be much larger than any toy that I had ever had in me, let alone in my ass. I continued to grunt a low gutter sound as the men pushed what I assumed were very large dildos, into both my pussy and asshole simultaneously, while the man under me held my waist tight from below to keep me in place. The dildos went deeper and deeper and I strained to keep my composure and not cry out for the men to stop. Once the two dildo were buried deep inside me, I heard one of the men say, "My goodness, look at that, what a sight, she is so stretched open." The man underneath sucking and licking my clit had pulled away right before I could orgasm, leaving me alone to just shake and groan from being stretched by the two large dildos while the men groped by tits, rolled my nipples and spanked my ass lightly. Every time an ass cheek was slapped, the two dildos would move inside me and if kept up I realized I would eventually orgasm from this, but question was would I still be sane by the time that happened. My attention was drawn to someone again crawling below me and as soon as he was in place the other two started to move the two dildos in and out of me ever so slowly. Instantly I was going mad from the sensation and it was in no way like the double penetration Bruce had given me the other day. This time because of the size of the two objects, as one was pulled out it would draw my pussy lips or asshole ring way out while when the other was pushed in, it was doing the opposite at the same time. All the while because of their large size, they firmly slipped by each other deep inside me. I went crazier yet when the men pushed the dildo deeper yet in my pussy than before as they stroked it in and out. Stars flashed in my eyes, I screamed, I shook and the men behind me cheered as I was taken over fully by the most powerful orgasm of my life at the hands of two men and the mouth of one who was now sucking on my clit and flipping it around inside his mouth with his tongue. Every time I thought I would come down from the orgasm, the men would pump in and out harder from behind or the man below would get rougher with my clit and it seemed like I would pass out first before I stopped coming. When I finally did stop, I found myself being supported by my elbows on the coffee table, with my legs spread wide across the two men's laps on the couch behind me. I had no energy left in me and just laid there panting and trying to catch my breath as the men rubbed my ass and thighs gently while they removed the two dildos. Bruce spoke up as I lye there and said, "Ok Sherry, that was an excellent start to the show and we have two more hours to go." My mind sprung suddenly to life as I realized the evening was only half over at this point as I lay spent across the men and the coffee table. As I pondered this, I could hear the men debate what paces they would put me through next and I heard Bruce say, Just a minute, I have something that will drive her crazy." I heard Bruce leave the room and one of the men asked if I wanted him to take the blindfold off. I responded yes and someone pulled it from my eyes and tossed it aside. I was just getting my vision focused when I saw Bruce reentering the room with what looked like a large rubber black cone of monstrous proportions attached to a round base that looked like an oversized pie pan. At the bottom of the large cone where it attached to the base, a cord emerged to a black box. The reason I call it a cone is, it was the size of one of the large dildos that had been used on me earlier at the top and tapered out larger towards the base. The whole thing was ten to twelve inches tall and just the thought of that immense cone being half inside of me was more than I could comprehend let alone the fact that it might vibrate as well judging from the cord attached. The men helped me up taking liberties with what was now theirs any chance they could, and Bruce placed the devise on the center of the coffee table. The men then lifted me up and placed me directly over it. The cone was large enough to where my legs were up against each side of the base as I knelt there wondering whether it would kill me or I would have another earth shattering orgasm like before. Bruce brought a bottle of lube and handed it to Joe and Sam and said, "Lube it up clear to the base, I've seen a woman get real exited and slip clear down on this thing, and we don't want anyone hurt." As he said this, the two men rubbed the lube over every inch of it and from looking at the bulges in their pants it appeared they were looking foreword to me being impaled on the devise. When they were done lubing the cone up, Bruce pulled my hands back to my ankles and said, "This works best to hold your ankles like this." This position put a sharp backwards curve in my back, forcing my tummy ahead and my breasts way out in front of me. Sam and Joe voiced their approval of how my breasts were pushed out ahead of me and each took one and started massaging it in their hands. Bruce reached for my clit with one hand while using the other to start moving my legs apart. As Bruce moved my knees ever so slightly out to the sides, the slick top of the cone quickly pushed past my pussy lips and inside me. Bruce than said, "Ok Sherry, let's see how far you can go, just take your time." As Bruce said this, both Sam and Joe had moved from massaging my breasts to rolling and pulling my nipples and I have to say it was beginning to get me a little more than excited, especially with Bruce now pulling the lube up from the cone to my clit with one hand while doing the same around my asshole with the other hand. As the men did all this I began to moan and instinctively lower myself more onto the black cone. I could feel my pussy begin to be stretched more and more and something about this happening while the men played with my body was becoming intoxicating and I was beginning to lose control of the thoughts running through my head. I was starting to be driven mad in a sense by the feeling of being stretched and part of me wanted the men to be rougher with my tits and force me to suck their cocks and swallow their hot seed into my married stomach. As I moved my legs out further apart I became more and more crazy with passion and lust and I requested the men pull harder on my nipples, and they did. This was like the green light to use my tits as they saw fit and very soon after I said that, Bruce was holding my shoulders firmly as the two men in front of me pulled my nipples firmly towards them. I groaned and looked down in front of me at the sight of my breasts being pulled away from my chest. As I looked up at Sam and Joe's faces, they were both looking down in amazement and I then felt the pain that had been to this point transformed to pleasure. It was suddenly apparent that I was so overtaken by lust and the feeling of being stretched open wider and wider, that this whole time I had been pushing more and more of my weight down onto the cone causing me to settle further down onto it than I expected. Alarmed by this, I strained to look down to see for myself what the men were staring at. When my eyes made contact below I began to moan and shake. I should have known a woman was designed to accommodate this type of thing and being aroused mixed with going very slowly could produce an unknown amount of accommodation and in my case it did. In looking below I discovered that I had forced more than half of the cone up inside me causing my stomach to pooch out and my clit to be pushed or perhaps rolled far out in front of my pussy. As a matter of fact my clit was now laying directly on the cone's surface due to the skin around it being stretched to the max and rolled up, pink side out for all three men to see. I cried out and my eyes darted around the room as the cone suddenly came to life and started to vibrate. Sam and Joe pulled roughly on my nipples as my clit began to dance on the cone's surface. "No no no , shit oh Jesus" came from my mouth as Bruce pushed a finger in my asshole and Joe let loose of one of my tits and slapped it several times, causing it to bounce on my chest. I instantly launched into a powerful orgasm and screamed for the men to slap my tits, hurt my tits, fuck my ass, and finally it came out, "Fuck my mouth." As my body flailed on the cone, I became a sex toy for the men. Joe stood first and pushed his cock into my open mouth as I screamed around it in orgasm, then Bruce and then Sam, all three sending copious amounts of cum down my married throat and into my stomach. The cone was turned to a higher vibrating setting, my tits were pulled and slapped and my asshole was stretched open by first fingers and then a small vibrator that once turned on sent me to my final orgasm that seemed to last forever and I don't think ended until I passed out. I don't know how long I was out, but when I came too, I was laying on top of Sam with another man pressing his cock from behind in my asshole. When Sam began to move, I realized he was inside my pussy and the other man behind was in my ass. As both men began moving in and out of me a cock came to my mouth, I opened and it thrust inside to my throat. I had no energy left to fight and I soon became aroused again and started to enjoy the ride I was getting from the men while sucking who I could now see was Bruce's cock. Sam reached up and pulled hard on my nipples making me squeal around the cock in my mouth and said "I'm going to come inside of your slut pussy now." At the same time the man behind me whom I assumed was Joe, started pulling my hair and slamming in and out of my asshole violently sending the sounds of a repeated slap, slap, slap throughout the room. Both men were treating me rougher than before and the feeling of their cocks slamming in and out of both my pussy and ass along with their hot seed erupting up inside of me, brought me to another strong orgasm, this time in the form of an uncontrollable shaking, convulsing and crying. When the two men's cocks ceased their pulsing inside of me, I lay slumped on top of Sam realizing what I ultimately done and began to cry. I could feel their hot sperm leaking out of me and cooling as it ran down and puddle between Sam and I. I dressed and silently returned home, knowing that not only did I cheat on Marty, I had cheated on my husband in a way that could not be undone or for that matter reconciled if he was ever to find out. When I got home, Marty was still not home yet and I went to the bathroom in our room and took a long bath, trying not to think about what had happened that evening. The next week was uneventful and I avoided any contact with the computer, for fear of e-mails from Bruce or Jezebel. Again on Friday, Marty had to work late and I mustered up the courage to check my e-mail. As I had suspected there was an e-mail first from Bruce and another below from Jezebel. I opened Bruce's first and began to read. "Dear Sherry, please follow the link below and then return my e-mail so we can discuss." That was all it said and I have to admit I was perplexed by what was going on. I clicked on the link and it took me to a page that said, "Bruce's private photo album." When I panned down there were pictures, and at that moment I realized the pictures were of me and the three men. I looked at each one and realized they had taken pictures of me, at three times during the evening. One set of pictures was from when I was blindfolded and bent over in front of the men. One set was from behind when I was riding the cone to orgasm and one set was from a fourth person in the corner of the room when the three men triple penetrated me on the bed. I was floored and didn't know what to say or do. Reserved to comply, I e-mailed Bruce and asked what now. Bruce replied fifteen minutes later and said only, "We will now be modifying our arrangement." He also wrote that from this point on he would e-mail me and give me one weeks notice for needing my services and I would need to show up and be open to what ever I was told to do. He then put in writing what he would do if I didn't comply, i.e. pass the pictures onto my husband via an anonymous delivery to his office. So now, knowing my fate, I wait. end of Ch 1... Naughty Maid Service Ch. 02 Two weeks went by and finally I received an e-mail from Bruce. Bruce said he was putting together a party and told me I would be the entertainment. Bruce also said I didn't need to bring anything, just show up and plan on being at his place all night. I know my husband Marty could tell something was up but his only reaction was that of, just leave him out of whatever it was. This infuriated me and I realized part of me didn't even care if he did find out, but I had gotten myself into this and I would get myself out somehow. The day came and I made an excuse to be out of town at my sisters. I knew Marty hated her and was sure he wouldn't want to call, so I should be safe. When I arrived at Bruce's home, there were a number of cars in the driveway and it sounded as if the party was already in full swing. At the door I was greeted by Bruce himself, and he asked I come through the back door with him and he would explain what my duties were to be. After entering the back door, Bruce took me to the master bedroom and asked I remove all my clothes and wait there. Once Bruce left the room I removed all my clothing and sat naked on the bed, wondering what my fate would be. Scenario after scenario ran through my mind as I sat and listened to the muffled sounds coming from the other room. I jumped when the door opened and Bruce walked in smiling and said, "Tonight we're having a poker game and you will serve drinks and do anything else you are asked for the rest of the evening." He then handed me a little apron, just large enough to cover my front from my waist down half way to my knees and asked I put it on and report to the game room down the hall. I slipped the apron on, realizing my breasts and ass would be in plain sight for all to see. Just thinking about this sent my nipples into a rock hard stage as I struggled to tie the knot behind my waist. Once I had done so, I followed Bruce down the hall and into the game room. When we entered the room, five men sitting at a table full of drinks and cards looked at us and the room fell silent. The men all were staring at my breasts and looks of surprise soon turned to an unmistakable look of lust. Bruce introduced me and asked I turn around for the men to see all of me. I slowly turned around and the men all voiced their approval when my back was to them. I knew I had a great ass and something told me all the men in the room would have their way with it before the night was through. For the next hour or so, I brought the men drinks and snacks from the kitchen. Bruce had right away initiated the beginning of me being fondled by the men, by being the first to reach for my ass as I stood next to him. As we entered the second hour, the men were reaching up to my breasts and toying with my nipples while the same man or someone else was pushing a finger into my pussy. As the men grew more bored with the cards and more interested in me, Bruce spoke up and said, "Let's Move On to something more fun." With this said, Bruce asked the men clear the table. Once it was cleared off, Bruce said it was time for tonight's promised entertainment. Bruce then walked out of the room and returned with what looked like a small rounded stool. As he got closer I could see what it was and began to feel as though I would faint any minute. Bruce spoke up as he sat the devise in the center of the table and said, "This my friends is a Sybian." "They can bring a woman to an orgasm multiple times, all at the wishes of the one who holds the controller, in his or her hands." Bruce quickly plugged in the cord to an outlet and produced the controller and plugged it in to the Sybian, now in front of everyone. He then attached a big rubber dick to the top and stood back and smiled. My head was spinning and I felt as if I would faint from embarrassment, as I was told to get aboard for the ride of my life. Bruce quickly added some spray lube to the big rubber cock as two other men helped me onto the table. As I began to straddle the devise, Bruce untied the knot behind my wait and the apron fell free to the table. Ever so slowly I lowered myself onto the pail rubber cock until I was groaning to take the last few inches deep inside me. The last two or three inches of the big rubber cock was pushing into places inside me that no man had ever gone, and it made me shake and convulse to get settled down onto the curved padded frame of the machine. Once settle, the men's hands began to run all over my body, making me moan and shake. The machine all at once hummed to life and began to say, "Oh my god, oh shit, oh god, please, please." In only seconds as the machine hummed away I began to have my first orgasm. Something about the place where the last three inches of the rubber cock had pushed into, and was now vibrating, was sending me through the roof with an orgasm that was emanating throughout my whole body. Soon I was screaming and swearing down at the machine as it sped up and began to move the large cock around inside me. When I came down from my third orgasm, I was in panic mode and the men all stood close to hold me in place. I have to say I feared for my life as the machine growled away faster and faster making the whole table hum and vibrate. My forth orgasm caused my body to arch sharply backwards while at the same time my hips began to buck wildly, making the machine clatter on the table and moving the large rubber cock planted so deep inside me, in and out. The movement of the big rubber cock, in and out of the depths of my womb, sent me into a screaming fifth orgasm that brought with it a spray of liquid from my pussy that I could see as I stared down at the men pulling my nipples. Bruce told the men to pull me forward on the machine and when they did so I planted my hands near the edge of the table as the big rubber cock inside me bent to my movement. Bruce was the first to take out his cock and push it into my mouth. In moments he was shooting his load down my throat as I screamed on his cock. I really don't know if I had a sixth orgasm or not as everything was blurring together and my body was just convulsing continuously, over and over at this point. When Bruce was finished, he turned the machine to low and ushered the other five men to my wanton mouth, one at a time. I took all their loads, one after the other. Several men pulled me towards them by pulling my nipples until I choked on their cock being so deep in my throat. One man had the most wonderful set of large balls and I took one hand away from my support to cup and massage them as he came what seemed like a gallon of cum on my mouth and down my throat. I collapsed against the last man and don't remember anything past that, to the point of waking up next to Bruce in his bed around 2 AM. As I lay there looking at Bruce beside me, it occurred to me that a man like Bruce was what I needed, not a wimp like Marty. Bruce woke and groaned as I sucked his growing cock to life and in minutes he came again as my tongue danced across his cock buried deep in my mouth. This time was not like the first for him. It was indeed more painful and when he finished I can't describe the look on his face as he peered down at my face, just below the covers. Bruce was now mine, and I his, forever. Tim Smith.