The Maid 4

To continue with the nice husband act, I began to make dinner when my wife went to take Bridgette home. I decided to simply make scrambled eggs with bacon and bread, using my façade of sickness to make something quick. I really did not feel like cooking anything too complex. The adrenaline of fucking another woman on my and my wife’s bed was still running on my blood.

I set up the table so everything would be ready to eat when my wife came back home. I called the kids to eat, and as we were sitting down on the table, my wife walked in. She had a surprised look when she saw her poor, sick husband serving the dinner. “You made dinner?” she asked with a smile. “Of course. I’m sick but not entirely useless” I said, then smiled.

She laughed softly then sat beside me. “How was your day?” she asked. A smile formed immediately on my face, but I was not worried it may reveal my cheating right off. “It was uneventful, boring” I was lying, of course. “I almost forgot Bridgette was in the house, but she cleaned so nicely” I added, eyes fixated on my plate. I was lying good.

“She is a lovely girl” Anastasia said while sipping on her juice. “She told me she was bored today, however. It’s a shame she had no one to talk to” she added after taking a sip. I made a broken smile, then looked at her. “Even if we did not talk, I know she is lovely” I said, then finished my food.

“You can go to bed now, I will clean up and tuck the kids in.” my wife said, picking up my plate as I finished eating. “You sure? Do you not want me to help?” I asked, still smiling. “You cooked, that is enough. You need to rest more because you are sick” she said in a serious tone. I stood up and went upstairs to the bedroom, then laid on bed to wait for her.

My waiting was getting long. I kept wondering how much she would take. Fucking Bridgette was good, but the dang maid left me wanting more. What would be my excuse for tomorrow? I did want to fuck her again. Before I knew it, I was stroking my dick while thinking about Bridgette, and how I fucked her.

I continued to jerk off while thinking of her juicy pussy dripping its juices all over my dick as she moaned in pleasure, asking me to go in deeper and harder. While lost in thought, hand on my cock, my wife walked in and caught me in the act. “Adam, were you that bored?” she asked, then giggled.

I came back to reality in a snap. “Oh- wow, sorry” I said, putting my penis back in my pants. “Do not be so silly, Adam. I am your wife, after all” she said, as if I had not forgotten I had a wife this afternoon while fucking Bridgette. Anastasia walked towards the bed, removing her clothes as she got closer.

“Maybe I have left you a little unattended” she said, now on the bed, naked. “Absolutely not” I said, still thinking about Bridgette. Without letting me talk again, my wife bent towards me then pulled my pants down, revealing my still hard cock. She grabbed it and put it in her mouth.

She sucked it slowly, barely fitting the entire thing into her mouth. She went up and down on my shaft, salivating it entirely as she toyed with it using her tongue. My wife was arguably tamer than Bridgette, but I recognize she gives better head. My legs were twisting as she sucked me dry.

Before long, I came into her mouth. She swallowed all, leaving no trace of cum behind. I was rather embarrassed of my small load, but it was because I had fucked Bridgette. Anastasia, however, did not care about it. “That was good” I said while panting. She reached out to my face to kiss me. “Hope you feel better soon” then she left to take a shower.

I was still amazed at the fact I had just fucked the maid today on the same bed my wife was just sucking my dick on. I guess I was not grasping the concept of cheating yet; I had never done so before and maybe that is why it felt so thrilling to do. I could not wait until tomorrow.

I closed my eyes to try to catch some sleep. It has been a rowdy day, after all. And I was hoping tomorrow would be the same. I felt as my wife slid into bed, then hugged me from behind. I slept really well that night.

The following morning, we woke up at 6 a.m as usual, to start with the routine I so much hated now. Anastasia let me stay in bed for a little while, still convinced that I was really sick. “How are you feeling today?” she asked innocently, while dressing up for the day. “I had already told your boss last night that you won’t be able to make it to work today, and he’s okay with it” she added.

I was very surprised. She did the job for myself! She just made things easier and my day a little happier. I was going to get another day off, get to stay at home and fuck Bridgette. “Thanks darling. I am feeling better now, tomorrow I should be ready to work” I said in a sleepy tone. “That’s wonderful” she said, making way out of the room.

The rest of the morning went by in a blink. Anastasia made pancakes and milkshake for breakfast, so I was left pretty full after eating. The kids seemed rather satisfied too. The weather was very nice today. I was thinking about where to fuck Bridgette today.

With a sensual kiss, I set my wife off to go take the kids to school then go to work. Bridgette had not come home yet, and I was getting impatient. I sat down to read the newspaper, then was surprised by the doorbell ringing. It had to be the maid!

I opened the door, and not to my surprise, it was Bridgette. “Hey boss” she said, walking in. Her tone turned me on instantly, I could not control myself at this point. I held her against the wall, and she smiled as if she knew what I was going to do. “You hungry?” she asked mockingly.

“Let me do the talking” I said, because if she kept talking I may do really nasty things to her. “You’re sick, loosen up” she said, her voice turning me on even more. I flipped her against the wall, then lifted her skirt and directed my fingers to her ass, slowly fingering her. “Do not order me in my house” I said as she moaned.

I flipped her again, then knelt down to face her pussy and eat it, plunging my tongue deep inside her. Her juices started to ooze out of her vagina. “I make you wet” I continued to eat her afterwards. “Very” she replied.

I stood up, holding my cock, then rammed her against the wall, lifting her leg with one hand then trusting into her forcefully. She was moaned really loud, and I put my free hand on her mouth. “We both have a day off” I whispered into her ear, then felt her pussy gushing over my shaft.

I held her up and put her on the couch, then fucked her missionary. She continued to moan loudly and I did not bother to cover her mouth this time. I just kept fucking her, making her gush multiple times. “You will clean this mess when we’re done” I said while groaning.

“Only if you fuck me again afterwards” she said while moaning.

I felt so aroused by her words that I began to fuck her even harder. She was almost dropping to the floor, her legs shaking like jelly over the now-wet carpet, which she got wet herself by gushing every time I pulled out. Every time she moaned my name or asked me to fuck her harder, I would lose it. What kind of spell she put on me?

Anastasia’s point of view

Work was slow today, so I had a lot of time to think. That is when it hit me! Silly me, I forgot some important documents at home. I should go get them real quick then come back… I am supposed to give them to my boss, so I’d better get going. I will get to see Adam as well so everything is nice!

Adam’s point of view

I slapped my cock on her pussy after leaving a load over it, and she fingered herself putting the cum inside her pussy. The living room was a wreck, and someone had to clean it… I was kind of impatient for that to happen to fuck her again, maybe in the pool…