Willie, let me rub his tool and balls through the silk boxers he wore for just a short time. He sat up on the bed and said “we need to get you cleaned up and dressed so when the Missus gets home, she doesn’t jump all over you for some perceived transgression. I get so tired of listening to her cackle at you girls.”
Willie stood, offered me his hand and stood me up. I got another warm enticing kiss and a few squeezes on my ass before he knelt down and lifted my barely stocking foot into the panties he had retrieved from the pile of undies. He daintily drew them up my legs, cooing at my love rod that was in between states of flaccid and being a rod of iron. He let go of the panties and took hold of me again, lapping up the sticky goo that was still draining from my softening spigot. I thanked him again for all that he did but said, “it’ll be quicker if I just finish this up myself” as I pulled him to his feet. I wrapped my arms around his neck, gave him a loving kiss and turned to finish dressing.
I offered some condolences to him by allowing him to clip my garters back on my stockings, and hooking my bra. I asked him to zip up my skirt and I turned my backside to him, shaking my fanny in a playful way, just as he reached out for me. It was the best I could do to keep the moment going, while getting ready to end it.
Willie stepped through the door and headed down the ornate staircase and I slipped on my shoes, scooted to the back servant’s stairway and headed to the kitchen. I had no idea when Mistress Joneston was due back. I stepped into the kitchen and began prepping for dinner. No sooner did I get my apron on, did I drop a can of tomatoes on the floor. I got a mop and some towels, got down on my knees to start cleaning when Willie and Mistress both entered the kitchen at the same time, but from opposite sides of course. Mistress Joneston immediately got on me about my day still not going as planned but Mr Joneston quickly shooed her out of my way and out of my hair. He stood behind me and let out a low whistle as he watched my ass in the air as I wiped up the mess on the floor. Willie looked around to make sure his wife was out of earshot and not watching, came over knelt down beside me and put his hand on my bobbing ass. He whispered how beautiful my ass was and he kept grabbing small bits of my skirt pulling it up higher and higher. My love button was expanding against my panties, my balls were starting to tremble and I was getting a little lightheaded again!
-- Edited by Leesa on Tuesday 1st of February 2022 05:24:00 AM
