Housekeeper 3

WOW!

Even after a couple of days I still couldn't quite believe what had

happened at work. I still had a fire in my pussy from the encounter with

John, and I dreamed every night about him. There were so many questions

now, could I still work for him? Would he still want me to work for him?

Would I still feel as free there as I had? And so on...

The next day was Monday, and I was due to go back and resume work

for another week, but how would I do it? I decided to go back as if

nothing had happened, then see what the situation was. So I got ready

bed, feeling that fire, at the last minute taking off my pajamas,

sliding between the sheets naked. The memory of John's mouth on my

nipples made them stand out at attention, waiting for my hands to carress

them. Although it wasn't the same, My hands made my tits tingle, begging

to be rubbed, and I willingly acted on the impulse. I crushed them in my

hands, rubbing hard, then rolled my nipples between my fingers, sending

waves of pleasure through my body. As I squeezed and rubbed, I could

feel my pussy getting wetter and starting to ache with desire. While I

did this, my thoughts centered on the memory of John's touch, increasing

my heat, the pulsing in my pussy rising. I started running my hands up

and down my body, each time they came to my breasts giving a squeeze, and

a twist to my nipples, bringing me to a crashing climax, my whole body

quivering in spasm.

As I lay there, I still felt empty, but had nothing to satisfy my

desire, eventually falling into a dream filled sleep, thoughts of John

and his body whirling through my mind.

The morning came finally, and I wandered through breakfast and

getting ready for work. As I got into my car, I took a deep breath,

saying to myself: "Just take it one step at a time. He might not even

be there, or he might be busy with work, you never know..."

Upon entering John's house, I noticed a note addressed to me on the

hall table with a boquet of flowers. I dreaded reading the note, as I

picked it up, but as I read I relaxed. It said he loved our time the

other day, that he wanted to have me keep working for him, and that we

should talk about the consequences of our changed relationship. It

closed by saying that he would be out for most of the day, and that we

could talk when he returned.

Holding the note in my hand, I looked out the window at the pool,

with the sun streaming over it and reflecting on the ripples on it's

surface. "Well" I said to myself, "I guess I had better get to work

then", and started in. I kept my clothes on, not wanting to get caught

in a position like last time without talking with John first. The day

went by uneventfully, and I finished my work, but there was no sign of

John yet, so I went out to sit by the pool.

The heat baked right through me, and as I lay there, I just couldn't

resist undressing some. So I took my blouse and pants off, feeling the

sun on my exposed skin. I thought about what John would think if he saw

me like this when he returned, and started feeling the desire to be

totally naked when he did. Then I took off my bra and thong, and dove

into the water, feeling the water rush over my body like thousands of

tiny hands caressing my skin. This made the heat start rising again, and

I began caressing myself as I relaxed by the side of the pool. My

fingers strayed to my pussy, rubbing the folds of my lips, letting my

finger slide into my slit, then up to flick my clit. My other hand

started working on my breast, massaging it and pulling on the nipple.

This attention quickly put me over the edge, giving me a beautiful,

if not overly strong orgasm. I leaned back against the edge of the pool

while I recovered, then swam a couple of laps around the pool. I got

out, lay down and let the sun dry my body as I thought once again of John

and our time together.

I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, was John's

hand running over my hair and down my back, continuing down my ass and my

leg to my foot. Then it began moving up the inside of my leg, and I moved

my other one giving his hand room to go wherever it would. It ran up my

thigh, to my crotch, till it touched my lips, then ran up my ass crack,

and up my back to my neck. I turned over to look at him, and as our eyes

met, the now familiar rush of passion swept through me. I put my hands

on his face, feeling his skin, then moved them back over his hair, down

his neck, to his chest, feeling his muscles through his shirt. I began

unbuttoning it, exposing his chest hair, black, mixed with a little gray,

thinking how odd it was that I should be attracted to a man of his age.

But as I pulled his shirt off, and he ran his hands over my skin, my

arms, shoulders, then lightly touching my breasts, all thoughts of age

fell from my mind and the inner animal took over sending shock waves

straight to my pussy.

As my arousal increased, so did my desire for John to be naked with

me. I undid his pants and slid them down his legs, freeing his cock to

bob in front of me. I sat up on the chaise, wrapped my fingers around

the shaft, and felt it throb to my touch. A drop of precum appeared on

the tip, and I licked it off, then, licking my lips, pushed the tip into

my mouth, sliding my tongue down the shaft as I engulfed it in my hungry

mouth. Then I opened my mouth and exhaled hot breath over it. Next I

closed my mouth and sucked hard, stroking it with my tongue, loving the

feel of it growing till it exploded in my mouth. John's hands grabbed my

hair as he came in me, holding my head on his cock till he was done

cumming. When he started to soften, I pulled my mouth off his cock,

stood up and gave him a big hug and a deep lingering kiss. When we broke

off, I said "I'm so glad you're here, John."

"I can tell" he said as he sat down next to me. "I thought we would

talk before we did anything like this again. But I'm certainly not complaining."

I got on my knees in front of him and took off his shoes, socks and

finished taking off his pants. "That should make you more comfortable,

lover."

As we sat in the sun, we had our "talk", decicing neither one of us

wanted to change our living arrrangements right now, prefering to keep

our relationship the same, me working for him, he taking his trips, and

us having incredible sex whenever we felt like it. Which so far has been

each time we saw each other. Once we had this settled , we went into his

bedroom, and had another round of sex, and I finally achieved the

fulfillment I had craved all day.

As I left to go home, John reminded me again that he wanted to have

the guest bedroom ready for his friend to stay in.