Maid for You

Chapter 9 - Make-Up Loving

Marc carried Jocelyn's bag into the house. They had said very little on the drive home, quite content just to share one another's company again now that things had been made right between them again. Marc kicked off his shoes, took the bags up the stairs and dropped the bags by Jocelyn's door. Then he turned and held out his hand in clear invitation to Jocelyn, who had followed him up the stairs. Jocelyn looked down at his hand and then up at his face. She understood that this was not a command. It was a request for her to come with him willingly. She placed her hand in his.

Marc led her into his bedroom. Standing next to the bed, he took off his shirt. Jocelyn was once again captivated by his well-kept body. She still didn't really know how he managed to keep himself looking so good. Marc took a step to close the gap between them. Standing close enough to breathe in Jocelyn's sent, he slowly, carefully, undid Jocelyn's blouse one button at a time. He never took his eyes off of Jocelyn face as each button popped open. Jocelyn basked in the passion in his eyes before she dropped her eyes to his chest once again. She tentatively reached out to touch it. With every button that Marc undid, Jocelyn became bolder. She pressed her hands flat against his chest and let them wander over his body. Careful not to get in Marc's way as he undressed her, she explored every inch of Marc's bare skin with her fingers. She enjoyed the feel of the soft skin and the play of his muscles in his arms and breast as he moved.

Finally, Marc had undone all her buttons, he tugged the blouse down. Jocelyn took her hands off his skin and let her arms drop down behind her so that Marc could remove the simple cotton blouse. As she did so, her breasts were pushed forward and Marc's eyes were captivated by her breasts, which seemed to swell in her bra as her arms moved backwards. With the blouse out of the way, Marc had no trouble at all to reach around behind her and undo her bra from behind. Unclipping the bra with one hand, a gentle stroke was sufficient for the bra to fall onto the floor between them. Jocelyn, suddenly nervous, started to move her arms to cover her breasts, but Marc stopped her. "You are beautiful" he said, and ran the palms of his hands over the soft swell of her breasts. He ran one arm around her back, pulled her towards him so that their bodies were touching, and kissed her fiercely. Jocelyn just melted into him. Her own arms found their way around his body and held him tight.

Without breaking the kiss, Marc flicked back the covers with one hand and then pulled Jocelyn down and onto his bed. She went eagerly. He flipped the covers over the pair of them and then let his hands roam over her sweet body. Soon the rest of their clothes were simply in the way. Laughing and giggling they undressed each other under the covers. Marc found the zipper to Jocelyn's skirt. He undid it and pulled the skirt down her legs. Jocelyn fumbled with Marc's belt for a while until Marc, in frustration, undid it and pulled it off. Jocelyn had no problems with the clip and the zipper of Marc's pants and soon Marc was kicking his pants out from under the covers and onto the floor. Next, Marc rolled down Jocelyn's panty hose. At his raised eyebrow she said "Sorry Sir, I had no idea that I was going to be with you today. I won't wear them again." Marc nodded and finished pulling them down her legs.

Once he was done, he stretched out next to Jocelyn again. His hands ran over her butt and the small piece of material that was her under garment before running up over her back. He pulled her close. Jocelyn could easily feel his erection pressing against her through the thin material of his shorts.

They spent some time under the covers exploring each other's bodies. Marc discovered that Jocelyn was sensitive at the bottom of her throat, the inside of her thighs and that she was ticklish on the soles of her feet. After a while their patience ran out. Mark jerked Jocelyn's panties down and Jocelyn took her courage into her hands and slipped Marc out of his shorts. Once all their clothes were out of the way, Jocelyn pressed herself up against Marc. She could feel his penis pressed up against her belly. She was keen to feel him inside of her again.