The Maid
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I stood at the doorway as I watched her finish up the dishes, oblivious to the fact that I have been behind her for a good 10 minutes now.
Oh how I wished to pull on her long brown hair as she begs for me to let her cum. Her skin rubbing up on me while I make her mine.
"One day." I think to myself. One day she will be mine. I'll make sure of it.
"Oh my! Mr. Anderson, I didn't see you. You frightened me a little. Can I get you something?"
Her words brought me out of my fantasy.
"Oh uh-- no. I came for something to snack on but I changed my mind. It's too late to be eating." Stupid excuse.
"Are you sure, sir.."
"Uh- yeah. I will be in my office if you need anything. But.. Please knock first."
Since I'm most likely going to pleasuring myself with the thought of you, I wanted to say but held back.
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