Memphis gets a maid... and more! - Sex Stories

Memphis gets a maid... and more!

... disorder that causes her hands to uncontrollably shake at times. Sometimes her shakes can get bad, and she'll get frustrated trying to do simple chores around the house as well as basic personal hygiene things like shaving and putting on makeup.

"Breaking her eyes away from my phone, she looked up, "Ummm shaving? You mean like....?" "Yeah, like her girl parts as well as her legs, underarms, sheesh, try to focus." I said, smiling back at her. Getting more than a little turned on thinking about her shaving my beautiful wife, I could see the excitement of the possibilities in her eyes.

So I continued, "look, I have to be honest with you. Yes, the thought of you being intimate with my wife turns me on immensely." "Oh my god! Me too!" She blurted out. "OK, calm down! Anyway, she's never been with another girl. And even though something tells me she'd really enjoy it, I'm not even sure she really wants to.

And when we watch porn, YOU are NOT the kind of girl she watches. I think she's into older women with large breasts. And your... what? 21 with 36B's?" "EXCUSE ME! I'm 29! And they're C's!!!" "OK OK your36 C's aren't even close to the 40Ds of Brandi Love. Also, whenever I point out a hot young girl, her first response is 'she's the same age as our daughter!'. So, this all may go terribly wrong.

And finally, you should know, she's extremely possessive of me. And if anything were to happen, my interactions would be with her only. To me you'd be a housemaid and a sexual ...

... toy, for my wife, and that's it. I'm never going to fall for you or leave...." "wait wait wait Let me stop you right there!", she interjected, "I'm OK with that.

I was only interested in you to find out your story. I'm a bartender and people's stories fascinate me. Really, that's all. Her, on the other hand, her I want! And I'll do whatever I have to do, to be able to be her plaything. Really! Anything!!

But, if she's so jealous of you, won't she be freaked out about you being gone so long?" "Yeah, so I've got a confession to make!" I said, "not knowing what your game-plan was when I walked in, I turned my phone on to record. So, I could prove to her my intentions weren't self-motivated and in case anything weird went down." She laughed, "So you're still recording me?" I leaned across the table and pointed to the icon at the top of my phone, showing it was recording us and that it was still running.

She said, "I'm gonna take this and make a recording for her. You're not allowed to listen in, until you're home and with her." Reluctantly I agreed, I told her to leave her phone number in the video, and then watched her walk off with my phone. It seemed like she was gone forever. Visions of her finding and stealing all the x-rated pictures of my wife filled my thoughts.

And then I saw her walking towards me. She handed me back my phone saying, "Wow, you've got some really sexy pictures of her on here!" A terrified expression was obviously taking over my face. "Oh my ...