Kira the French Maid

(disclaimer: All characters are fictitious)

Two of my girlfriends, LIsa, a genetic girl and Cassie, a fellow t-girl, and I have a standing job as French Maids for a wealthy single woman in the city. Several times a year our employer, who we address only as "Mistress", throws a cocktail and dinner party for her friends and clients, and my friends and I are the serving girls for the night. We are paid well for our work, and get to stay in our own room in the large townhouse overnight. Sometimes, there are fringe benefits to the job, and this past weekend was one of those times.

As always, my friends and I arrived at the house early to get dressed and ready for the party, which starts promptly at 6pm with drinks in the library. In our bedroom, my friends and I help each dress in our standard outfit for the night; black velvet bra, panties, and garter belt with black stockings and velvet stiletto, ankle-strap heels. Since the three of us are very close and have been intimate together, the lingerie dressing typically degenerates into a lot of tickling, touching, and giggling. We do get serious eventually, and finally help each other zip into our maids dresses, which are black velvet with white lace trim. Our dresses were custom made for us by Mistress, and are both tight and revealing. Mistress likes to give her guests a good show, so we always show lots of cleavage and long legs in our outfits. After making sure our makeup and lipstick is perfect, we can finish dressing, putting on the accessories to our outfits like a white satin apron, white lace gloves, a black velvet choker, and black ribbon bow in our hair. Once we're dressed, we stand together in front of the large full mirror in our room, compliment each other on how pretty and sexy we look, and strut out to the main house to start our work.

Since we're hired primarily to serve the food and drinks for the party, we work closely with the hired kitchen staff. Somehow, Mistress always seems to hire a different staff of gorgeous young guys as chefs for the night, and they inevitably hoot as we enter the kitchen for the first time. It's fun to tease the guys while they are trying to prepare the food, and on more than one occasion, if they are particularly attractive and friendly, we've invited a few guys back to our room after the party. Anyway, for tonight, Cassie is our bartender and Lisa will serve hors d'oueveres while I serve champagne and wine. As the party starts at 6pm, Cassie and I are waiting in the impressive library, all dark oak paneling, bookcases, and large fireplace with a roaring fire. Mistress leads the guests through the large double doors from the foyer, and the party has begun.

Dinner begins at 7pm, so the guest have plenty of time to mingle in the library and talk amongst themselves. I recognize many of the guests from previous parties, but several couples are new. There are twelve guest in total, ten of them couples of a man and a woman, and one pair of women. It amazes me to see that Mistress' guests are obviously wealthy, based on the designer tuxedos and dresses the guests are wearing, but more impressive is the fact that all of the guests are very attractive. All of them are tall, well-featured men or thin and curvy women, and all of them young, perhaps all between 25 and 35. Mistress never has told us what business she's in, and it makes me wonder how she has such clients.

Lisa and I circulated through the guests, bringing food and drinks. All of the women accepted a glass of champagne from my tray, but several men asked for specific drinks from the bar. One, a blonde with dark blue eyes and a English accent, thanked me specifically when I brought him a perfectly chilled martini. The woman on his arm, perhaps his wife, also made eye contact and gave me a sweet smile as I went to fetch newly filled champagne flutes. This was a new couple that I hadn't seen at any of the previous parties that I had worked. Mistress made a special point to catch each of us three girls, and compliment us on how pretty we looked.

Dinner was served in the dining room, the twelve guests at either side of the long table, with Mistress at the head leading the converstaion, and explaining the dishes as they were presented. Lisa and Cassie served the several courses of dinner, while I made sure all the guests wine or water glass was filled. Pouring wine for the guest always meant that I had to lean in to the table a little from behind a guest, and it gave everyone on the other side of the table a clear view of my cleavage as I poured. Often no one looked, too engrossed in their conversation, but tonight I noticed that the same couple who had been so nice during cocktails looked at me as much as they could. I blushed a little when I saw that they were so intent on my body, and as I moved down the table, I saw the woman whisper in the man's ear from out of the corner of my eye. I couldn't imagine what was said, but he nodded in agreement to something, and gave his partner a kiss on the cheek.

After the light desert at the end of dinner, MIstress announced that the male guests were invited to the billiard room for brandies, and the women to the greenhouse sitting area. Mistress joked that at every party, the women needed to be alone to sip a cordial together and gossip about their men, and everyone laughed. Lisa, Cassie and I stood at the edge of the room awaiting our instructions as the guests filed into the foyer, going their separate directions. I noticed, however, Mistress having a whispered conversation at the door with the new couple who had flirted with me earlier. Mistress seemed to approve of whatever was said, and the couple stepped into the foyer and walked together, not separating like the rest of the guests. Mistress walked over to wear we stood, having trained us that we were to wait for her after dinner. She sent Lisa to attend to the women in the greenhouse, and Cassie to serve drinks for the men. Jokingly, Mistress even admonished Cassie to keep her hands to herself, even if the male guests didn't. When my friends had left, Mistress told me to follow her.

We walked from the dining room into the kitchen, and then into the pantry which connected the kitchen and a somewhat secret hallway that opened hidden doors onto each of the rooms downstairs. Stopping outside the hidden door to the library, MIstress explained to me that her best friends from England were visiting this weekend, and that they had taken quite a shine to me. Specifically, she continued, they asked if I could be excused from my other duties to spend time alone with them, in private, before they retired for the night. Mistress told me that she had of course agreed, and that I should entertain her guests however they liked. As she started to open the door to the library, she explained that I should be obedient and accomodating, but also to enjoy myself. She opened the door, which was hidden by a panel next to the fireplace, and I entered the room.

The man and woman were standing next to each other, arm and arm, and looking at the various books on the far bookshelf. When the door closed behind me, and I stood in the center of the rug in front of the fire, they turned to look at me.

"Thank you for joining us, Kira", he said. Wanting to be respectful, I kept my eyes lowered and curtsied for them, explaining that it was my honor and duty, and that I was here for their pleasure. They both smiled widely at this, a little giggle from the woman. As I continued to wait in the center of the room, they looked at each other intently, and then kissed softly and very lovingly, her hand on his cheek. Then, she walked over to one of the plush couches in the library and sat facing me and the fire, as he walked over to stand behind me. He put his hands on my shoulder, and being slightly taller than me, even in my heels, he leaned in to whisper in my ear.

"Every now and then, my wife finds a girl that we meet extremely attractive, and because it excites her, she suggests that we invite her into our bedroom, as it were. But, you see, what truly excites her is just watching me make love to this beautiful girl, and not actually being involved. Tonight is one of those times, and you are that girl."

My heart was beating loudly in my chest and I was sure my skin was flushed. We stood, both looking into the wifes eyes, as he whispered again.

"We talked to your Mistress about our desire, and she agreed that you were an exceptionally pretty girl and thought that you would be agreeable, so she made arrangements for us to have this time together. She also explained, lovely Kira, about how you were actually a special girl, and to be honest, the knowledge of the details of your body underneath that wonderful outfit only attracted us more. So, I'd like to make love to you, if you'd like that, but we would understand if you'd rather not, and just left the room."

Speaking loud enough for him to hear me while standing behind me, and for his wife to hear several feet away on the couch, I told them that I was their's for the remainder of the evening, and that I'd serve them in any way that they liked. "Excellent," was the whispered reply in my ear.

As his wife watched intently, he began to touch me all over, his hands reaching around my arms. Standing behind me so that our bodies touched, he traced his fingertips across the bare tops of my breasts and then down over my suddenly erect nipples. As his hands ran across my flat stomach and down to my hips, I felt him becoming hard behind me, and pushed my rear back slightly into his crotch.

"I think you need fewer clothes," he said very matter-of-fact, and undid the bow of my apron, taking it off and tossing it to the floor. Next I felt his hands on the zipper of my dress, easing it down slowly. Being to tight, even fully unzipped my dress only could slide off my shoulders, and he expertly pulled the dress down my body, letting it fall to a puddle on the floor around my feet. Opening my eyes for the first time, I saw that his wife was following us, and she slid her tight gown down to the floor exposing her full,naked breasts, leaving just her small thong, stockings, and heels. I relished in the double pleasure of feeling his hands now beginning to explore my breasts more agressively and touching the bare skin of my stomach and hips coupled with watching his wife touch herself in all the same places that he touched me. His erection ground into my panties as he cupped my breasts, lightly pinching my nipples before journeying down to rub my crotch. All pretense of me being a genetic girl was now lost as I began to harden under his touch. As he stroked me gently, undoubtedly enjoying the feeling of the velvet fabric of my panties against my skin, I reached behind me to touch his erection through his pants.

"Help me undress" he said, moving to stand next to me, in full view of his wife. As he removed his jacket and bow-tie, I unbuttoned his shirt and untucked it from inside his pants. He was very sexy, standing there bare-chested in front of me, and I knew that he'd want me to continue. So, I undid the belt of his pants, and undid the clasp and pulled down the zipper. Kneeling, I pulled the waistband of his pants down his legs, revealing his fully enlarged penis inside black silk briefs. Deftly I removed his shoes and let him step out of his pants, and placed them in the pile of his clothes on the floor. He pulled me to stand, his hands on my arms, and his lips met mine for a first kiss, very soft and sexual, our tongues meeting immediately. "Come with me", he said then, and led me by the hand to a large leather chair near at the edge of the rug. Turning, he sat in the chair, and had me sit backwards on his lap. His hands were again all over my body, rubbing my breasts and stroking my erection while I slowly rubbed my ass in his lap, loving the sensation of his hard cock under my ass. I stole another glance at his wife, who was now playing with one of her breasts while her other hand was rubbing her own crotch. "Will you please me with your mouth, Kira?", my lover said in my ear, and I took his lead and slid off his lap and knelt on the rug in front of him. I gripped the waist of his briefs and slid them down off his hips, finally revealing his hard treasure.

Reaching into his lap, I stroked him with my hands, and he watched me intently. No longer able to resist my own urges, I leaned in to begin licking his hard shaft, getting him wet for what I hoped would be my sexiest oral work ever. Knowing that his wife was watching, I made sure to keep my attentions on her husband very visible, even as I took him into my mouth and began to slowly bob up and down on his sweet cock. I hoped that they were both turned on by the sight of my red lips sliding over the full length of his shaft, while my fingers, with long red nails, gripped his slick, shiny cock. He moaned appreciatively as I managed, since he was not overly large, to slide almost all of his cock into my mouth and partly into my throat, a special trick of mine. Soon, probably very excited, he reached down and took my head in his hands and sat up to give me a wonderful kiss. "You are exceptionally gifted, Kira, but now I want to be inside you.", he said.

Leaving me to kneel in front of the chair, he moved behind me on the rug. As I rested my breasts on the leather of the chair, he undid my garters and unclipped my garter belt, discarding it to the side. Next he slid my panties down over my ass, and reached around in front to pull the panties down over my erection. Easily, one leg at a time, he slid my panties off my legs and tossed them into my pile of clothes. I looked as his wife, and she stared at my now bare ass as she also slid her thong off, spreading her legs wide to rub her obviously wet and well shaven pussy with both hands. I don't know how he knew to look but her husband retrieved a small bottle from the table next to the chair, and I closed my eyes in anticipation as my lover spread the newly found lubricant across my ass. Teasingly, he pushed first one and then finally two very slick fingers into me, apparently wanting me to be ready for him. Before long, though, his fingers left me, and after a short second to lubricate his cock, he knelt behind me, ready to make love to me.

Gripping the wooden arms of the chair, I felt him push the head into my ready ass, loving that instant feeling of fullness. He knew, expertly, to wait a small while for me to relex before slowly sliding his cock in and out of my ass, each slow forward thrust filling me with more and more. With me in ecstasy, he held my hips and pumped me slowly, taking his time and enjoying the tightness of my ass around his cock. I moaned in pleasure at each thrust, opened my eyes and turned to look at my wonderful lover. He was smiling at me, eyes sparkling, but not stopping his motion. I looked then at his wife, and still mimicing our actions, she had started sliding fingers in and out of her wet slit. Dislodging from my bum, he then pulled me by the hips down to the rug, and maneuvered me get on top of him.

On my knees, straddling his crotch, I reached behind me to guide him back inside me, and began rising up and falling down on his cock, enjoying the control of how far he slid into me. Wanting to give a show to his both him and his wife, I stood and faced his wife and turned my ass to my lover. Balancing, I held his cock and lowered my ass so that he entered me again, and with hands on my knees, I pumped up and down on his cock. He could see every inch as it slid in and out, and so could his wife, who could also see my erection nodding up and down.

After a minute of me riding his cock, he pulled me to the the rug, to lie on my side, while he lay behind me. In full view of his wife, he again slid his wet cock up inside me. I lifted my top leg high in the air and he held it with one hand, now pumping me more insistently. Before I had to close my eyes in pleasure, I watched his wife, one leg now up on the couch, the other spread wide. Reaching under her own ass, she pumped two fingers in her pussy while rubbing her clitoris with the other hand, flushed and panting watching our lovemaking. Moaning loudly and nearly squealing from the intense fucking I was now receiving, all I could do was let my lover hammer my ass the way he wanted. Before too long, though, I heard him whisper again into my ear, perferctly coherent despite my rapture. "Now, I'll come on your face, my sexy Kira."

He pulled out of my ass and I rolled onto my back, keeping my legs spread and my hands going to my crotch. Kneeling behind me, he jerked his cock only a second before he sprayed hot come onto my face. With exquisite aim, stream after stream hit my cheeks, my lips, and my chin. I kept my eyes closed, even as he finished erupting and proceeded to rub his cock over my soaked face and between my lips. His come felt so wonderful on my face and I let me just stick his cock, come and all, into my mouth.

The next thing I felt, awaking from a pleasure induced little slumber, was two pair of hands rubbing my body. Then a finger began helped slide the come across my face to my mouth and I licked the finger clean. The finger left, replaced by a warm tongue licking the last of the come from my chin and entering my mouth for hot, sexy French Kiss. I opened my eyes, and looked up, straight into the faces of my friends, Cassie and Lisa.

"We snuck in from the hallway after Mistress dismissed us for the night. She told us we'd find you here.", Lisa told me.

"Just in time to see him explode all over you. Right after that, he and his wife grabbed their clothes and ran from the room, no doubt to go upstairs and fuck.", said Cassie. "But, how thoughtless of them to make love to you like that, and leave you unsatisfied."

I sat up, and noticed for the first time that Lisa and Cassie were naked except for black stockings and heels, sitting on either side of me. Lisa's large breasts were pressed against my arm and she was idly stroking between her legs. Likewise, on my other side, Cassie was rubbing her erection with one hand while stroking me with the other.

"Well, now that you two are here, maybe we can do something about that.", I told them, smiling.

But, what happened next is the subject of a different story...