The Virgin Maid

Chapter 4

After collecting all my clothes from my apartment I returned back to Mr.Borne's house a bit afraid of what to expect. There I stood in my "new" bedroom staring at Mr.Borne.

He didn't say anything but just stood observing all my movements.

"It's already 1 in the afternoon and you were suppose to start cleaning since 8. So please start! You know our agreements, no clothes. Start with making up my bed and preparing dinner. I'm feeling for baked chicken and noodles" he said before suddenly walking off leaving me confused.

I slowly begun to take off my clothes nervously. I have never shown my body to another man in my entire life not even my dad as a baby.

I watched as each piece of clothing fell to the ground in a cascade of pure rawness.

I looked down at my full breasts, I was always so blessed with the gift of big boobs. Also a small shaped body which made me stand out in high school to the boys. I hated it, I hated the unwanted attention.

My eyes then travelled down to my well waxed pussy, I was always a girl to keep my kitty cleaned and shaved.

I was scared to go out and let this man see me like this but I read online that some maids did clean naked and their bosses never touched them inappropriately. So maybe that's what Mr.Borne did as well.

I slowly made my way over to Mr.Borne's bedroom and peeped in to make sure he wasn't there. Thank God he wasn't. I quickly ran in and begun to tidy the bed. By this time all pours were standing on my body, I was feeling so uncomfortable and cold. SIGH

Look at me, cleaning a man's house naked. Janie what have you come too, I thought.

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Mr. Borne POV

There I stood in my closet watching the Maid, Janie, as she bent over tiding the bed. I watched as her pink sweet pussy was fully exposed and how dry it was. I hope one day I could make her so wet it would be dripping down her legs as she worked. I made a promise to her that I wouldnt touch her but what if I got her to touch me first.

My eyes then trialled to her rounded plump breasts as they jiggled as she fixed the pillows. I wished my face was the pillow so that her sweet nipples could be in my mouth at the moment.

I wonder how she would react if she saw how hard I was now?

Maybe I should see....

Hmmm

I got an idea.

I waited till her back was turned before quietly running out the closet into the corridor and down the stairs to the kitchen. I quickly turned on the tv as I heard her coming and stripped.