Page 4 of Maid for Love
I let out a quiet gasp as I look at the blondes because despite the fact that it’s only seven p.m., both are clad only in tiny sets of lingerie. Their breasts jiggle as they wave, but they don’t seem to care that I’m seeing them nearly nude because they simply smile lazily while shifting on the couch.
“Hiya,” says Blonde One.
“Hey there,” coos Blonde Two.
Barron rolls his eyes.
“To be more specific, this is Star,” Barron points to the girl on the right. “And this is Lacy,” he points to the girl on the left. They’re both gorgeous enough to make me feel just a tad bit self-conscious, with their big breasts, plump thighs, and curvy figures hugged perfectly by small scraps of lace and silk. But they seem nice enough. Star stares at me with a set of wide and curious eyes while Lacy looks me over for a moment before nodding her head slightly, as if in approval.
“Um, it’s nice to meet you, Star and Lacy. I’m Danielle,” I stammer. What the hell kind of names are Star and Lacy? But I’m not here to ask questions. I’m here to apologize, so when Barron gestures for me to take a seat on the couch across from the two girls, I do. He sits between the women, and they immediately curl up to his sides, giggling as he wraps heavy arms around them. I try not to look nervous as I clear my throat.
“Mr. Colgate–” I start, but he quickly cuts me off.
“Please, just call me Barron.”
“Barron,” I correct myself with a slight smile. Butterflies swirl in my stomach as he stares at me with those sharp eyes of his. This is clearly a man who misses nothing. “I sincerely apologize for…”
I bite my lip as I try to figure out how to phrase my next sentence. I didn’t go through his things, so I don’t want to apologize for that, but what if he gets offended if I tell him that he was wrong?
“What are you apologizing for?” he quirks a handsome brow, and a hot twinge goes through my insides again.
“For the mix-up,” I state in a firm tone. “I can assure you that I didn’t rummage through any of your personal belongings, at least not on purpose. But it’s possible that I touched something that I wasn’t supposed to while I was here cleaning. So for that, my sincere regrets.”
“Touched something that you weren’t supposed to, hm?” he rasps, chuckling lazily as Star and Lacy begin giggling too. My eyes flicker down for a brief moment as Lacy’s hand slides a little further up Barron’s thigh until it’s almost resting over the prominent bulge in his pants. Meanwhile, Star presses a few open-mouthed kisses to his neck as she rubs his other thigh.
I gulp, trying not to show just how flustered I feel. I’m not sure whether I’m supposed to look away or excuse myself or what, but I can’t bring myself to do either. I can’t rip my eyes away from the outline of Barron’s hard bulge no matter how hard I try–until he clears his throat to draw my attention again.
My cheeks are on fire as my eyes snap back up to look at his, and he smirks as he nods his head at me. “Thank you. I appreciate the apology.”
“Does that mean that you accept it?” I ask.
“Yeah,” he grins. “I’m not one to hold a grudge.”
“Oh, that’s great, thank you so much, sir–” my words die on my lips as he turns his head and pulls Star in for a passionate kiss, their tongues sliding against each other as Barron tilts his head to deepen the kiss. Lacy leans over to join in, her own tongue tangling with theirs as she visibly grips Barron’s cock through his pants.
The two girls begin moaning softly as Barron uses one hand to play with Star’s breasts and the other to caress the mound between Lacy’s legs. Like a good girl, she parts her thighs to give him easier access, already beginning to pant with excitement.
I’m frozen in my spot as I watch them, unsure of what to do. What’s going on? I thought I was here for an apology tour, and not to witness another sordid threesome. I’m just about to get up and leave when Barron finally pulls away from their kiss and glances at me with half-lidded eyes. “Well?”
“Well?” I squeak.
“Do you want to join us, sweetheart?” he asks. “It seems like you found our threesome to be quite interesting yesterday.”
My head feels as if it’s about to explode as a million thoughts rush into it all at once.
Oh shit, they know.
Oh shit, they saw me.
I could get fired for fooling around with a guest.
I really want him, and I can’t pass up the opportunity to get what I’ve been wanting ever since I saw them having sex earlier. God, I want him to use me as his own personal sex toy.
But what if one of the other employees, or worse, Seymour, finds out?
But how would they find out?
Oooh, this is a bad idea, Dani.