She was looking so hot. Jeans and top, tight top, with a nice cleavage show. She bent down, and her big ass pressed against my cock. She picked up all the clothes, then turned and picked up a few others. Then bent down again, pressed her fine ass against my cock, making it erect, and started picking up her panties, and bras.I couldn’t say anything, just watched, my heart racing.My erection reached a different height. And now it was visible. We were both silent. And then she slowly started to turn. But then I played my card.And I unwrapped my towel and handed it to her.My cock fully erect, pointing at her.I moved towards her, and put my hands on her shoulders. She looked into my eyes, and I looked into her. Hearts pacing. I took the laundry basket, set it down, and put her hands to my cock. She hesitated, but then suddenly came in to kiss me.We started kissing passionately, wildly, no words said, no nothing, drowning in the passion of the moment. Kissing, and biting her lips, I stood. " She paused again. "What is that strange expression on your face?" she asked."I thought - I thought.." What?" That this was just for today.. This morning .. This afternoon," I stammered, taking hold of my skirts with both hands and shaking the material."Well then? You were wrong, weren't you? Come on, we don't have all day. Better get dinner started." But Ellen - mistress - what will she think? What will she do when she sees me dressed like this?" I cried."She's the boss. Can think anything she likes - except I won't have her thinking that she's got a couple of lazy serving girls. Not going to have her think that, are we now! C'mon! Or I'll put you over my knee again, and it'll hurt this time, you can bet on that!"Horrified now at this new development, I followed Maria's instructions dumbly for the next hour or so, my whole being permeated with a strange mixture of dread, humiliation, and yet at the same time a peculiar sense of sexual excitement. As if to make up for the time flying.
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