“Mr. Knight!” Brandon heard a familiar voice from the doorway say. He jerked his head around and saw his maid Lucy standing there, looking every bit as shocked as he felt. Her eyes were fixed on his erect cock standing proudly, one hand still clutching it, frozen in mid-stroke. For the briefest moment, neither of them moved. Then, almost simultaneously, both of them snapped out of it.

Lucy spun around on the ball of her foot, hurrying out of the living room and into the front hallway. Brandon slammed his laptop shut without even bothering to pause the porn video still playing, then roughly stuffed his still throbbing member back into his pants. He could feel the heat rising in his face as though it were sunburnt. It was bad enough that he had to resort to rubbing one out after work, but to have Lucy catch him in the act? He suddenly felt like a teenager all over again. Brandon hadn’t even expected her to be there, believing it was her day off.

Must have lost track of the days, he thought, recalling all the long nights he’d spent at the office in the past few weeks. Ever since his divorce had been finalized, Brandon had doubled down on his work, leaving little time for anything else.

Out in the hall, Lucy was taking deep breaths, trying to get her heart to stop racing. Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined walking in on her boss masturbating out in the open like that. As mortified as she was, Lucy couldn’t help but feel slightly aroused. Though she wouldn’t admit it, she had always found Mr. Knight attractive. And for good reason. Unlike many of the wealthy businessmen she knew, he was still in his physical prime, with a lean, athletic body, chiseled good looks, and (as she’d just found out) a long, thick cock.

“Lucy,” she heard Mr. Knight’s voice say from behind her, causing her to jump. Lucy hadn’t heard him follow her out into the hall. She turned to face him, his face bright red and his eyes deliberately avoiding hers. As much as he wanted to forget the whole thing, Brandon felt the need to clear the air between them as soon as possible. The last thing he needed was for her to walk away with the wrong impression and start making allegations of sexual harassment.

“I wanted to apologize for what just happened in there,” Brandon said, still struggling to meet her gaze. “I didn’t think you were here. I mean, I thought today was your day off. Not that that gives me the right to be- doing that where someone could just walk in on me.”

“That’s OK, Mr. Knight. I don’t mind,” Lucy blurted out, immediately regretting her choice of words. “No! What I meant to say was that it’s your house and you can do it wherever you…” Her voice trailed off, as she wished she could just sink into the floor right then and there. “I think I should go clean something before I make this more awkward than it already is.” She didn’t wait for a response, she just turned and hurried down the hall as fast as she could.

Brandon watched Lucy as she went. Maybe it was because he had been married to such a bombshell before, but he’d never really paid his maid much mind until now. For the first time, he noticed how rotund her ass was, straining the fabric of her skirt and bouncing all over creation as she hurried down the hall. He was still feeling worked up from his interrupted wank session, and in seconds, his hard-on had returned to its fully-erect size, practically ready to burst out of his slacks. Although it would be awkward with Lucy in the house, he badly needed release.

In moments, he had retrieved his laptop from the living room and locked himself in the master bedroom. Brandon slid out of his pants and began going to work as soon as the video began playing. Without even realizing it, Brandon had selected this video due to the strong resemblance between the porn actress and his ex-wife. Both were peroxide blondes, slender in a way that bordered on unhealthy, and with massive breasts that were every bit as fake as their moans of pleasure.

As he watched the bleached-blonde bimbo getting railed over the hood of a luxury car, his mind kept wandering to Lucy’s plump posterior as she bounded down the hall. Something about the natural way it bounced aroused him in a way that his ex-wife’s fake breasts and flat ass never could. Soon, the laptop lay forgotten as he began stroking to the thoughts of Lucy bending over in front of him, lifting up that skirt and sliding down those plain, white cotton panties, spreading her cheeks just for him…

Unbeknownst to Brandon, Lucy was watching from the master bathroom just a dozen feet away. She had gone in there to clean after their meeting in the hall, only for him to burst into the bedroom a moment later and start jacking it before she could make her presence known. Lucy stood frozen in the doorway, too scared to move in case Mr. Knight heard her. Catching her boss masturbating once had been bad enough, so she couldn’t bear to interrupt him again.

Despite her best efforts, Lucy couldn’t look away. Her eyes were fixed on Mr. Knight’s massive cock, his hand sliding gracefully up and down its full length as he leaned back in his desk chair and let out a lustful moan. As she watched her boss pleasuring himself, she felt a familiar stirring in her own nether regions. Lucy had spent many a night by herself, satisfying her own needs as she fantasized about Mr. Knight. Now fate had offered her an unobstructed view of him in all his glory. It seemed a shame to waste such an opportunity.

As quickly and quietly as she could, Lucy reached under her skirt and slid her hand into her soaking wet panties. She exhaled softly as one finger slipped into her pussy, followed quickly by a second. A shiver ran through her whole body the instant the first fingertip made contact with her clitoris. She started to pant as her fingers started working their magic, just feet away from the object of her desire, unaware that for the first time, he was reciprocating her lust.

A small moan escaped Lucy’s mouth before she could suppress it. Brandon immediately snapped out of his own fantasy as he heard it, turning to see his maid just inside the master bathroom door with her skirt lifted up and one hand down her plain cotton panties. Lucy’s heart felt like it was going to pound out of her chest as he turned to look in her direction, his face going from orgasmic bliss to shock in an instant.

“What are you doing?!” Brandon shouted, hopping to his feet so quickly that his forgotten laptop went flying. As he stumbled out of bed, his foot caught in the laptop’s cord, causing him to stumble towards the bathroom. Finally, he collapsed to his knees, his upper body flung forward by his own momentum.

He would have slammed face-first into the linoleum floor had Lucy not been standing there. Instead, Brandon’s face was thrust into Lucy’s lap. The intoxicating aroma of her wet pussy instantly flooded his nostrils. His anger subsided just as quickly as it had flared up. He inhaled deeply, taking her sweet scent in.

Lucy thought she was going to die of shock, watching her enraged boss leaping towards her like a naked savage, only to crash headlong into her lady bits. Now she could feel him pressing his face even deeper into her crotch, and heard the sharp intake of his breath.

“Mr. Knight!” Lucy’s voice snapped Brandon out of his lust-induced trance. Suddenly, he remembered that he was stark naked, kneeling at the feet of his maid with his face inches away from her vagina, her panties bunched up just above her knees. Quickly, he pushed himself away, getting to his feet while doing his best to conceal his massive erection.

“Lucy,” Brandon started, trying to keep his composure in spite of it all. “What are you doing in here?” The answer came to him in the silence.

So, he thought, she has the hots for me. He couldn’t exactly get mad when he was just flogging his dolphin while fantasizing about her.

“Mr. Knight,” Lucy said, a pleading tone in her voice, “I am so sorry! I just came in here to clean the bathroom and you came in so fast, by the time I realized you were here, you were already naked and I just panicked.”

Brandon glanced down at her underwear, still threatening to slide past her knees to her ankles. In her shock, Lucy had completely forgotten she had left them down.

“And your panties just dropped all by themselves?”

Lucy’s heart dropped out of her chest. She was certain that she was fired now.

“I-I,” she stuttered, struggling to find anything to say that would save her job.

“It’s alright,” Brandon said, ready to take a chance. “I’m actually flattered. Truth be told, I was feeling the same way about you.”

Lucy couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Her boss, a self-made millionaire, and absolute stud if she’d ever seen one, had just admitted to masturbating to her.

“Do- do you really?” Lucy asked. She was blushing harder than ever, but for a whole new reason. Could the man of her dreams really find her that attractive?

“Yes, I do,” Brandon said, taking a step closer, his hands dropping away from his bulging member. Rather than stepping back from him, Lucy leaned towards her boss, staring up at his handsome face.

And then he leaned down and kissed her full on the mouth. Lucy thought she had died and gone to heaven, and she returned the kiss enthusiastically. She reached out until her hand found his massive, erect cock. Her hand could barely fit around its girth as she began stroking it slowly and sensuously. Brandon wrapped his arms around her waist, each hand squeezing one of her thick ass cheeks. Lucy gasped but smiled nonetheless. Turnabout is fair play, I guess, she thought.

“Mr. Knight…” Lucy started before he pressed a finger to her lips to silence her.

“Brandon,” he said. “Call me Brandon.”

Lucy smiled shyly, ready to take a chance. “Brandon, would you like me to suck your dick?” She could hardly believe the words leaving her own mouth.

“Yes!” Brandon replied. “I would love that!” He stepped further back into the bedroom to allow Lucy to kneel on soft carpeting instead of the hard linoleum tiles of the bathroom where she was standing.

Lucy knelt down, trying to calm her nerves. She’d only done this a few times before, and neither of the men had been nearly as large as Brandon was. Now that it was right in front of her, his cock looked positively massive.

Brandon let out a soft moan as he felt Lucy’s wet lips envelop the swollen head of his dick. It had been years since the last time he’d received a blowjob, his ex-wife finding the whole act disgusting, and he intended to savor the experience.

Lucy began thrusting her head back and forth, taking in as much of his gigantic cock as she could. No easy task as it turned out, and Lucy found herself gagging with little more than half of his full length in her mouth. She slowed down and let her throat relax as best she could, taking more and more.

Despite her lack of experience, she could hear Brandon sighing with pleasure above her. Encouraged by this, Lucy increased her pace, eagerly bobbing on his cock. She wrapped one hand around the base of his swollen member, stroking it while her mouth worked the head, just like she’d seen in a porno. Her other hand reached under and started caressing Brandon’s fat, juicy balls.

Holy shit! Brandon thought. Never did he imagine that his meek housemaid could suck dick like a champ. He could feel her working her tongue around the head of his dick and he knew that he wouldn’t be able to last much longer.

“Lucy, Lucy, stop!” he grunted. Lucy didn’t need to be told twice.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?” she asked, worried that she’d done something wrong.

“No, no!” Brandon said, panting to catch his breath. “I loved it! Fuck, I’m so close, but I’m not ready to cum yet.” As he took a step back to come down from his high, Lucy looked up at him with the most gorgeous eyes he’d ever seen, still on her knees, patiently waiting to continue the job he started. Hell, his dick wanted to burst just looking at her like that.

“God, you are too fucking cute!” he said, causing Lucy to blush again. “Would you let me go down on you?”

Lucy was completely floored. No man had ever offered to do that for her before, no matter what sexual favors they asked of her.

“Ok,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Brandon helped her to her feet and led her over to the bed. She kicked out of her shoes and laid down while Brandon finally retrieved the laptop he’d sent flying as he vacated the spot Lucy now occupied.

“Let me get those for you,” Brandon said, sliding Lucy’s panties all the way off and tossing them on the floor. He climbed onto the bed but found that Lucy had suddenly curled up in a ball, hugging her knees to her chest.

A thousand insecurities were flooding her head. Do I smell down there? Did I shower this morning? WHY didn’t I shave?!

Brandon must have understood what was going through her mind, because he leaned over and kissed her again, reassuring her. She felt her grip loosen, allowed her thighs to be gently pried apart and her skirt flipped upwards. These last few barriers to her pussy moved aside, Brandon leaned forward and pressed his mouth to her swollen lips.

“Holy fuck!” Lucy gasped. Brandon sucked on her clit, slowly circling his tongue around it before working his way up and down her labia. Lucy pushed her hips upward, grinding herself into Brandon’s mouth without even realizing it. He responded by reaching an arm behind each of her thighs, lifting her legs up over his shoulders. His hands then snaked their way underneath her hips, grasping ample handfuls of Lucy’s soft backside.

Brandon’s tongue darted in between her lips, trying to reach every inch of her pussy. Lucy squirmed as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Her toes curled as his tongue lovingly stroked her clit, and her gasps had turned to moans. It would only be a matter of minutes before he brought her to orgasm.

Brandon increased the pace, his tongue working her clit with an intensity she’d never experienced before. Lucy’s thighs slammed shut like a bear trap around Brandon’s face, preventing him from pulling away until he finished the job. No longer able to hold it back, Lucy’s body spasmed as she came. She was only vaguely aware that she was screaming her orgasm for the whole world to hear.

As soon as Lucy had started to cum, Brandon pressed his mouth tight against her pussy, trying to catch every drop as she squirted. The taste was even more intoxicating than her scent. He didn’t just want her, he needed her.

“Mr. Knight…Brandon,” Lucy panted, “that was amazing.” Brandon climbed up from between her legs, smelling strongly of her. Delirious with desire, she kissed him passionately, tasting herself on his lips. She’d never sampled her own cum, not even out of curiosity, but she found it enjoyable. Or maybe she just enjoyed making out with her boss so much that she didn’t mind one way or the other.

“Do you want me to finish what I started?” Lucy asked, her hand reaching down to grasp Brandon’s cock once again. It was still as hard as ever in her hand.

“Actually, I wanted to know if you wanted to take the next step?” Lucy’s ears must be deceiving her. Was Brandon really asking her to have sex with him? It was like her wildest dreams had suddenly come true. So why was she hesitating, even as a voice in her head was screaming, “Yes! Yes! A thousand times, YES!!” Her lust soon won out.

“I want you,” Lucy said. “Please fuck me! I want you to bend me over and fuck my brains out!”

Brandon was more than a little surprised by her vulgar outburst, but he wasn’t going to deny her now. “Yes, babe. I’m going to fuck you so good! Let’s get you out of that dress.”

He undid the buttons at the front of her maid outfit, then helped lift it over her head. The first thing he noticed was how large her breasts were, but naturally so, the perfect complement to her broad hips, plump ass, and thick thighs. She hesitated to remove her bra for a brief moment, the last gasp of her modesty in the face of a tidal wave of sexual desire. But with a little encouragement from Brandon, she took that off as well, tossing it on to the floor with her dress.

She left her thigh-high stockings on at Brandon’s request. He couldn’t explain why, he just like how the tight fabric highlighted the thickness of those thighs he was enamored with. He took a moment to take the sight of her in, the perfect figure of feminine beauty in his eye.

Brandon bent over her, taking one of her nipples in his mouth and sucking on it. Lucy gasped and smiled, enjoying the sensation of Brandon’s tongue tracing circles around her nipple, not unlike he had done to her clit a few minutes earlier. Then he switched over to her other nipple, licking and suckling it while his hands squeezed her breasts. He gently bit down on her nipple, causing Lucy to gasp again. She hadn’t been expecting him to bite her, but it was gentle enough that she found it erotic instead of painful.

“Fuck!” she moaned. “I can’t take it anymore! Fuck me, Brandon! I need you to fuck me!” Lucy rolled away from Brandon onto her stomach, pushing herself to her hands and knees. She arched her back as deeply as she could manage, offering herself up to this absolute stud. Eagerly, he got to his own knees behind her, reaching between her legs and inserting a finger into her pussy.

“You’re so wet, baby,” Brandon said, before inserting a second finger.

Lucy was practically purring as Brandon fingered her from behind, but it only made her long for his penis even more.

“Yes, I’m wet for that big, fat cock!” she moaned. “Please fuck me!”

Brandon was more than happy to oblige her. He moved his own hips closer, pressing the head of his dick to her slit, rubbing it around to lubricate it in her juices.

Lucy’s eyes widened as she felt the tip press into her pussy. His cock was even more massive than she imagined. Brandon couldn’t believe how tight her pussy was. He’d almost forgotten how good sex could feel. He slowly pushed himself deeper, taking care not to rush things. The last thing he wanted to do was cause Lucy any undue pain, no matter how badly he desired to pound her pussy.

Fuck! Lucy thought. He’s so fucking big, I’ll never be able to take all of him! It had been a long time since she’d gotten laid, not that she’d ever taken a dick of this magnitude before. It felt like she was losing her virginity all over again. Hopefully, I don’t cry this time, she thought.

Brandon slid further in until he felt his pelvis pressing up against Lucy’s soft ass. He allowed her a few minutes to get used to his full girth inside of her. Besides, he could use a breather himself. Her pussy gripped his cock so tightly that his head was swimming.

Holy shit, he’s all the way in, Lucy thought as she felt him pressed against her backside. She was almost holding her breath in anticipation for what came next. After what seemed like an eternity, Brandon withdrew his cock a few inches and slowly thrust it back in. He began repeating this, pulling back a little further and thrusting a little harder each time. This is it! I’m really having sex with my boss!

Brandon was now fucking Lucy with long, steady strokes, pulling out until only the tip remained inside and the driving all the way in until his balls slapped against her. Now that the pain had subsided, Lucy was rocking her hips back and forth to match every stroke. Her moans of pleasures were soon complemented of the slapping of skin-on-skin as Lucy’s ass was bouncing off of Brandon’s hips with every thrust.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Lucy cried out as Brandon pounded away. Then she felt his hand slap her ass, not hard enough to be painful, but enough to force a gasp out of her. She grinned as the initial shock wore off.

“Yeah, you like spanking my fat ass?” she asked. Lucy had always been self-conscious about the size of her posterior, but at that moment, she recognized it as one of her best assets.

“Oh, fuck yes, I do,” Brandon replied. “Your ass is so much better than that what that bony bitch had.”

Lucy grinned again. She didn’t think much of Brandon’s ex-wife either. Her arrogance had made her insufferable to deal with. What Lucy wouldn’t give for her to be here right now, to watch as the “chubby, ugly maid” fucked her rich ex-husband better than she ever did.

Then, Brandon stopped thrusting and pulled out. Lucy backed her ass back as far as she could, desperate to keep going, disappointed when his cock left her completely.

“Turn over onto your back,” he ordered. “I want to be able to see your face as I fuck you.”

That got Lucy’s attention. She eagerly rolled over, arms and legs spread wide to invite her lover back inside of her. Brandon obliged, slipping his cock into her pussy almost as quickly as he’d pulled it out.

Brandon bent forward, taking one of Lucy’s titties into his mouth again. He was fucking her slowly and sensuously now, working each nipple with his tongue in turn. Lucy was in heaven. Her hands clutched the back of his head, while her legs wrapped themselves around his waist, pulling him in deeper.

“Baby, I’m so close!” Lucy moaned in Brandon’s ear. “Please make me cum!”

Brandon looked up from her breasts, saw her face flushed and her eyes rolling back in her head as he drove his cock deeper and harder than ever before. At that moment, she had to be the most beautiful woman he’d ever laid eyes on.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, OOH FUUUH-” Lucy screamed her second orgasm even louder than the first. Brandon felt her fingernails digging into his back, her body spasming beneath him. Then, he felt her pussy tighten around his cock, bringing him to the brink of his own orgasm.

“Shit,” Brandon whispered, barely audible over the racket Lucy was making. He tried to pull out, but her thighs were wrapped completely around his waist, ankles crossed behind the small of his back, and she pulled him deeper inside of her.

“Shit!” Unable to contain it any longer, Brandon came hard, hips bucking as he shot his seed deep inside of his maid. Finally spent, he collapsed on top of her, gasping for air as he felt her finally release him from between her thighs.

“Did you finish?” Lucy asked breathlessly, hoping it was just her imagination, even though she had clearly felt the cum filling her. Brandon nodded his head guiltily, correctly guessing that she wasn’t on birth control. Lucy tried to smile reassuringly. “It’s ok, baby.”

She pulled him in for another kiss.

Well, she thought, it’s not the worst day I’ve had at work.