The Exterminator and the Butler (Bob Duncan x Bertram Winkle)

Chapter 4

Bob's meaty sausage fingers traced circles on my bald head as I laid in his arms. As i'm about to drift off to sleep, Bob starts to get up.

"I'm sorry but I have to go back upstairs before Amy notices I'm missing, my little roach," he says with reluctance. I whimper as he gently kisses my forehead and gets up off the bed. I admire his beefy legs bend down and his buff arms gather up his clothes. He covers his godly body and I sigh with remorse as my favorite view that is Bob's naked body get covered up.

"Goodbye my lovely termite," Bob turns to look back at me as he exits my room. "I'll see you soon."

I curl up on the bed and pull the covers over me. Tears start to soak my cheeks as I think about mine and Bob's situation. He's married with children and I'm hired to be their butler. What would happen if Amy catches us? I would definitely be hired and Bob's family would get broken up with the news of our affair. Actually, fuck them kids if they are sad about there Dad pegging me.

A knock on the door sends me to me feet. "One minute!" I yell as I scramble to put on my clothes. I open the door and there stands Amy.

"Hey! I just came down to make sure you're doing okay and are ready for your first day tomorrow," Amy smiles up at me.

"Oh yeah I'm good thanks," I respond.

A few seconds of awkward silence pass before Amy says, "Well I'll let you get ready for bed. You can use the shower upstairs if you want. Goodnight!"

"Alright thank you. Goodnight," I say as I close the door.

I decide to take a shower and strip out of my clothes. I find my robe that I packed into my suitcase and slip it on. The stairs creak under my weight as I make my way upstairs to the bathroom. It was dark in the house as everyone was in their rooms for the rest of the night. I make my way into the bathroom and close the door behind me. I turn on the hot water in the shower, drop my robe to the floor, and step under the water. It cascades down my back as I grab the body wash. I hear a small creak while squirting some of the wash onto a pink loofah. At first the noise alarms me but then I shrug it off figuring it was from someone walking upstairs. I was obviously wrong about that when the shower curtain swings open with Bob's glorious naked body standing there.

Author's Note:
Originally I was only going to write 3 chapters but i'm bored so i'll continue this story.