by Abby Weeks
Midge said, —Do you like sucking my feet?
Carla nodded.
—Well, how would you like to suck some pussy?
Carla hesitated and looked up at them. She wasn’t sure where she stood but she could tell she was being put in her place for her tryst with Walter.
—Yes, please, she said.
Midge scooted forward on the bed and opened her legs as April had. Then she reached out and took Carla’s head and pulled it into her cunt.
—Lick it, you slut, Midge said.
April was surprised at how aggressive Midge sounded but she knew she was just trying to help her show Carla who was boss. April was even more surprised when Midge leaned forward and took Carla’s hands, which were still massaging her foot, and placed them on April’s pussy.
—Oh, she said in surprise.
Carla knew what she was meant to do and while eating Midge, began to insinuate her fingers into April’s wet cunt.
—That’s right, Midge said.
What Midge did next surprised April even more. Midge leaned across and touched April’s breasts gently, and then placed her mouth firmly on April’s. It was a long, sensual kiss, unlike the rough kiss of a man, and April was so turned on already by everything that they’d been doing that she leaned in and kissed Midge as passionately as Midge was kissing her. Their tongues seemed to perform a dance as they tangled and untangled in wicked motions. All the while, Carla was playing with both of their pussies and making them hotter and more passionate in their kiss.
April bent down to Midge’s breasts and began to suck the nipple closest to her, licking around it quickly, feeling the texture of the skin on her tongue. It was a strange pleasure to suck another woman’s nipple. She felt so much fondness for Midge that it seemed to transform itself into a more romantic form of love and she began to feel the excruciating goodness that comes with knowing you’re going to have an orgasm soon. She didn’t want to come too soon though, and pulled Carla’s fingers out of her cunt. She had already decided that when she came it would be on Carla’s face, not her hand.
Carla was completely engorged in Midge’s soaking wet pussy now, licking and sucking at the little flaps of flesh that lay inside the lips. April pushed Midge back so that she was lying on the bed and then climbed on top of her. She sat on Midge’s stomach, keeping most of her weight on her knees so as not to hurt Midge. She could feel the bottom of her bum rubbing on Carla’s hair, Carla’s head was just beneath her. She began kissing Midge’s mouth passionately squirming her cunt against Midge’s belly, aching for a hard cock to enter it and fill her. At the same time she was thrilled to be doing all this with two girls, no men involved at all. After the experiences she’d had with Walter and the other men, she doubted she’d ever be able to look at men the same way again.
She felt a genuine thrill when Midge began to convulse in orgasm. It was every bit as satisfying as bringing a man to orgasm.
Carla stopped eating Midge and April looked back to see her wiping her face like the slut she was.
—Thank you, Midge whispered as April got off of her.
April looked a little sheepishly at Midge as she sat next to her. Carla was still on the ground looking up at them.
—Girls, Midge announced, I think I’m spent.
She crawled to the other side of the bed and got under the covers. She was still smiling at them but April could tell she’d be asleep soon. April could see that Carla was uncertain of what was going to happen next. She didn’t know if she was finished for the night or not.
—You’re not going anywhere, April said to her.
She was proud of the firmness and authority in her voice. She felt she was taking charge of her home, showing this maid that even if she was fooling around with Walter, this was still her house and she was still the boss. She got under the blankets next to Midge, the smoothness and warmth of her naked body a comfort to her.
—Good night, she said to Midge who was already almost asleep in the bed.
Then she lifted the sheets with her leg, making a tent and said to Carla, —Get in.
Carla climbed under the sheets and April spread her legs open, wrapping them around the maid’s head and pulling her in toward her pussy. There was no doubt now whose home this was, who was in charge, and where Walter’s loyalties lay. She held Carla tightly to her cunt with her strong legs and closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of power as Carla caressed the pink folds of skin with her tongue.
She hoped Carla would understand what this meant. If she was going to walk around this house with sexy lingerie on under her uniform, then the very least she could do was acknowledge April as the alpha female. She pictured Carla beneath the sheets, in the hot, steamy tent made for her, April and Midge’s naked bodies both lying there, and she climaxed, letting out a shrill squeal of pleasure as she did.
When she was finished she pushed Carla out of the bed with her feet and closed her eyes. She didn’t even acknowledge Carla as she left the room quietly.
Before finally falling asleep though, a sudden sense of fear overcame her. What they had just done to Carla had been fun, but it was a danger too. The danger was that the exploitative relationship created within the arrangement was beginning to overcome her own personality and change her. She never would have done that to a maid before. Now that she was being used as a sexual slave by Walter, Herb, Frank and Pete though, she was also becoming a sexual exploiter. She was becoming the very thing that she didn’t want to become. She knew that she had better escape this situation and create a new reality for herself soon, before she was completely consumed by the arrangement and changed forever.
II
APRIL FELT DELICIOUSLY SATISFIED WHEN she woke the next morning. Midge was already out of bed and she looked radiant, standing naked by the window. Her skin was golden in the morning sunlight, her hair glowed. April hoped she looked as fresh and rejuvenated.
—That was quite a night, she said to Midge.
—Oh, good morning, sunshine. I was wondering how long you’d sleep.
—Well, I stayed up later than you.
—You did so well, April. Carla won’t be getting too many ideas about your house and your husband after the night she had.
—I hope we weren’t cruel.
—Nonsense, April. She’s sleeping with your husband. You had to do something about it.
—I know. And besides, I think she was having as much fun as we were.
Midge smiled at her. —Believe me, it’s as much a game for her as it is for us. She doesn’t have to be here. She’s in it for the excitement.
—I hope so. I’d hate to think I’ve become cruel. That’s what’s happening to Walter and I have no intention of following his lead.
—You’re not cruel, April. You’re a delight, and I for one am happy to call you a friend.
April lay back and sighed. It did feel good to have a friend. There was a knock on the door.
—Come in, Midge said.
April was amazed at how nonchalant she was, standing completely naked by the window as Jake entered with a silver tray of breakfast things.
—I took the liberty of ordering up, Midge said.
April said nothing. She just looked at Jake as he placed the tray on a side table. He didn’t make a single sign that he noticed Midge’s nakedness. He was as professional as ever. And yet, April knew enough about men to know he must have been rock hard inside his pants. He was a fifty year old butler in the presence of two deliciously sexual ladies, one naked in bed and the other naked in plain sight. She should have known Midge would take it farther.
Midge had said she got a thrill out of being lusted after by the servants. This was a perfect opportunity.
—Jake, she said, sounding mouthwateringly cute, would you open these curtains please?
April shook her head. It was obvious Midge was playing games. She was standing right next to the windows and Jake had to get within a foot of her to reach the curtain ropes. Midge didn’t even get o
ut of his way, she just stood there next to him as he opened and straightened the four sets of curtains on the bedroom windows.
—Thank you, Jake. You’ve been a darling.
What Midge did next surprised April even more.
—And I don’t want to eat breakfast in a messy room. Would you mind making the bed too?
Jake stood where he was, uncertain of how to proceed. The poor man probably didn’t even know where to look. How was he to make the bed with April still in it? April was embarrassed by Midge’s game, and she knew it was a game, but she felt she had better make poor Jake’s life easier and get out of his way.
She got out of the bed and felt a little thrill of her own as Jake’s eyes devoured her naked body.
—Thank you, Jake, she said, trying to sound as confident and nonchalant as Midge.
—Madam, Jake said using as professional a tone as he could muster. April and Midge, naked as forest nymphs in some mythical tale, watched him work.
—Jake, April said, has my husband left any messages?
—None that I’m aware of, madam.
April remembered then that her house was completely without telephones. Walter, in his anger, had ripped them all out. She wondered if they had one in the staff quarters but couldn’t ask. It would just draw attention to how poorly she was being treated by Walter.
She also wondered if Jake knew about the fun she and Midge had been having with Carla. He must have known, the house wasn’t so big that they could get away with behavior like that. And besides, there were only three servants in the house and April knew they told each other everything.
—Be a darling, Midge said, and set up the breakfast, would you, Jake?
Midge was such a flirt. She was definitely being a bad influence. She seemed to like nothing more than getting naked in front of the servants. It was probably fun for her to have a holiday from her usual servants so that she could tease April’s.
The bedroom was really two rooms joined together. There was the bedroom proper, with double doors of dark wood leading to the fabulous bathroom. Beyond a set of marble arches however was another room, a small sitting room with a breakfast table surrounded by windows. April hadn’t ever used that area, she and Walter certainly weren’t in the habit of having lazy breakfasts in the bedroom together, and she was happy now to get a chance to enjoy it with Midge.
Midge went out to the beautifully bright breakfast area and took a seat at the table. She crossed her legs and sat in a polite and perfectly normal posture apart from the fact that she was completely naked. Jake had to set the table right in front of her, even standing behind her seat as he set her place. It was so obvious that Midge was just having fun with him, forcing him to look at her naked body, and April thought she might as well join in the fun. She didn’t want to seem like a prude.
She walked through the arch and into the sunny area and took a seat.
—Thank you, Jake, she said when he’d finally finished setting them up.
They were both naked at the table now. In front of them was fresh, hot coffee in a cafetiére, freshly squeezed orange juice, and a selection of pastries and preserves. The butter looked like it was homemade. There was also melon and berries in a little crystal bowl.
—If that will be all? Jake said.
Midge nodded and let the poor man out of the room.
—April! Midge said. You should have made him stay.
—Whatever for?
—It’s fun.
—Is it?
—Of course it is. Don’t pretend you didn’t get a thrill out of that.
April nodded. It was fun to tease the butler. There was no denying it. She still felt it was highly improper though. She just wasn’t at the same level as Midge when it came to enjoying her sexuality. At least, she wasn’t yet. It worried her that she was changing so fast. She didn’t know where it would end, and what kind of a person she would become if she stayed within this arrangement for too much longer.
If she kept hanging out with Midge she would probably become a complete slut. She’d already had her maid eat her pussy. She had Jake set the table for her while she sat at it, naked. Now she was eating breakfast nude. What next? she wondered.
As if on cue, Midge said, —So, what do you feel like doing today?
April was thrilled that Midge asked. She wanted nothing more than to spend the day with Midge. She’d been so lonely. She could also learn from Midge, there was so much to learn in this new world. But she also just wanted the company and kindness of a friend. If she admitted to herself how lonely she was she probably would have burst into tears.
—What are the options? April said as she dipped the corner of her croissant into her coffee.
—Well, Midge said, there’s a great spa down in the city. I love going there. They have all sorts of beauty treatments. They cover you with volcanic mud, rub you with salt, dunk you in ice water.
—Sounds terrific, April said mockingly.
—It’s great, Midge said, ignoring her tone. You’ll feel ten years younger when we’re done. Believe me.
III
APRIL WAS EXHAUSTED BY THE time Midge dropped her off after the spa. It was a far more intense experience than she’d been prepared for. There were invasive massages by Swedish women with the strongest fingers she’d ever felt, she’d had coarse salt from the Dead Sea rubbed all over her skin till it was raw, and she’d lain in a mud bath for two hours with cucumber on her face.
She kissed Midge goodbye and as she walked into the house she actually felt sad that her friend wasn’t joining her. Frank was going to be home and Midge wanted to be there to have dinner with him. April wondered if Walter would be home too but she didn’t have to wonder for long. Carla was waiting for her with a handwritten note.
—Did you take this? April said to Carla as she read the note.
—Yes, Carla said and April sensed a defiance in her voice.
—Where’s the phone?
—There’s one in the kitchen.
—So you took the message on the phone?
—Walter, I mean Mr. Masterson, came home earlier.
—Oh, did he?
—Yes.
April tried to judge from Carla’s temperament if she was acting guiltily or not. She couldn’t tell.
—Did he, you know?
—Fuck me?
April was taken aback by Carla’s frankness.
—Did he, Carla?
—He did.
April was crestfallen. She’d been riding high after all the fun she’d had with Midge but this brought her back to the reality of her life. Her husband was a bullying brute and he was fucking the maid, creating a challenge to her own position in the household.
Carla must have noticed April’s distress because she softened her manner. She had been defiant, challenging April openly, but when she saw how insecure she made April she changed her behavior.
—April, she said.
April was surprised that Carla used her name but she was more surprised by the sound of kindness in her voice.
—Yes, Carla.
—Sit down. You look ready to faint.
April did feel faint and she was glad of the chance to sit down and collect her thoughts. She sat on a little settee in the hallway and Carla sat next to her.
—You don’t have to be afraid of me, Carla said.
April looked at her and felt such gratitude at the kindness she saw looking back at her.
—What do you mean?
—I know you feel threatened. I know it’s not right. If Walter was my husband and he was fucking the maid I’d be distraught too.
—Really?
—Of course I would, April. Any woman would feel threatened by it.
April reached out and touched Carla’s arm.
—Thank you for saying that, she said.
—I just thought you needed to hear it.
—I did, Carla.
Carla put her hands in her lap.
She said, —I know I�
��m just a maid to him. The only reason he’s fucking me is because he knows he can. He likes the feeling of power.
April nodded. —I’m not jealous, she said. I don’t even really love Walter anymore. At least, I don’t think I do.
—I know. I’ve seen men like him a hundred times before. They like throwing their weight around, taking what they want.
—They do.
—Don’t let it get between us.
—Do you really mean that?
—Of course I do, April. We’re the ones who have to live here. We have to work together. He’ll come in and do what he’s going to do and then go back to the office. I don’t want you to feel like I’m trying to challenge you. I’m not. I’m just doing my job.
April burst out crying. She felt so bad for the way she’d treated Carla the night before. She’d been acting as brutishly as Walter did. She’d been throwing her weight around, showing Carla who was boss and getting her to humiliate herself sexually. It wasn’t right.
—I’m so sorry for what happened last night, April said.
—It’s ok, April.
—No. It’s not alright. We never should have treated you like that. You are a person and you deserve as much respect as everyone else.
—That’s true.
—It’s just, with Midge, that’s the way she is with her servants and I got carried away with the power.
—I knew you were doing it because of Walter and me.
—I was doing it because I was being mean. I knew you had to do what I said and I got carried away with it.
—Well, don’t worry about it, April. I knew what I was getting into when I applied for the job here. It’s pretty well known among servants. We talk. You know how much they pay us?
—No.
—A thousand dollars a week.
—Not too bad.
—Where I come from it’s amazing.
—Well, that’s great.
