A Maid Surprise

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Natalie Young, age 28

Natalie, had intended on surprisng her husband, afterall it was Friday night after a long week at work. The costume had arrived via mail the other day, and this was her first opportunity to try it on. Her husband Seth was supposed to be home shortly, when she heard the door open.

Maid costume

"oi oi" She announced in her best french accent as she pranced down the hallway, her heels clicking. "I so sorry, I have not finished my cleaning, sir."

As she looked up, her husband stood before her with two of his friends. Natale was shocked, "Oh my God" she thought, as embarrassment filled her. She quickly recovered as best she could.

"I ... I am so sorry sir ... I did not know you were bringing guests home this evening." Natalie continued in her french accent"Is there any thing I can do for you?"

She stood at attention before her husband unsure what she was in for. She felt vulnerable, dressed in the skimpy costume, little hiding her body from the gawking eyes of not only her husband but two of his freinds.
 
Seth Young, age 27

Seth walks through the door, tired from a long week of work. With him were two of his bodies, Dan and Tom, tonight was the big game after all and what better way to enjoy it then with a couple of beers with the boys – it’s not like his wife would have anything planned anyway.

As they burst through the door they hear the click of heels coming down the hallway, “Hmm, that’s strange she normally kicks those of the instant she walks through the door.” looking at Dan as he comments. Moments later the cheeky French accent and Dan’s eyes bugging out and mouth hanging open. Seth slowly turns and see’s his wife – same gorgeous self, but with ass half hanging out. “Ohh, hi honey…. I’m home. The boys and I thought we’d watch the game.” stated calmly as if it was a fact, waiting to see how his wife would react.

"Could you fetch us a few beers." Watching her turn and clearly seeing just how short the skirt was. As she enters the kitchen Tom chuckles "Quite a looker you got there. Should we go."

"No, no.. this could be fun, besides the game will start soon." Seth replied.
 
Oi, Mr Young" Natalie obliged her husband, a bit surprised he was playing along. "When I return will you and your handsome friends be in the parlor sir?"

Natalie retrieved the beers, instead of the bottles she had poured each into a glass, figuring it would be a bit more the part.

As she walked her heels clicked on the wooden floor. She recalled seeing Tom only a couple times, and figured he would not recognize her, yet Dan had known the couple for years and there was little chance of him not knowing who she was.

Also on the tray she had placed a bowl of snack chips. She set the chips at the center of the table and then serrved each there glass of beer. As she did she stood aside each man, placing the glass in front of each man, not knowing as she leaned forward it allowed each man a view at her breasts and ass as the short costume exposed her.

"Is there anything else you would like Mr. Young? Natalie asked
 
"Yes the parlor" Seth’s replay. So strange to see his wife like this. Yes she was the love of his life, but normally so reserved, so shy, so demur – not this little vixen before him. He was sure this little act of hers’ was some hint that he should have mentioned that he planned on having some guests over. Oh well, it was his place after all – even if all he could really claim as his was his man cave, the rest decorated with overpriced crap they didn’t really need.

As Natalie enters the room all eyes are instantly on here, the pregame talking heads all but forgotten. Seth takes the glass. “No frosty mug? Tsk, tsk.” chiding his wife. His thoughts then return to the game. She serves the others their gaze lost in her dangling cleavage as she leans over to serve them. She always was such a sexy thing; he chuckles at the thought of her making the other boys jealous. Tom kicks his feet up on the leather ottoman before him, mud comes crackling off his shoes. “Opps, so sorry..” he starts apologizing.
 
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I so sorry Mr Youg" Natalie continues in her broken english french accent 'Would you like me to replace the beverages?"

...

She see's Tom place his muddy shoes on the ottoman, wanting to yell at him for soiling her furniture, she looks to Seth. She turns to Tom.

"Excuse me sir, but if I may." She kneels lifting his feet brushing the dry mud into her hands. As she leans forward she feels her ass exposed, certain her thong is on display. She then places a the towel she had on the tray under his feet.

"Now please excuse me sir." She turned to seth, and left the parlor. As soon as she exited the room, she could here Tom say something about the "Fucking Hot Maid how he would love to fuck her"
 
Yeah, she is quite the little treat,” Seth retorts, finishing with “only reason to keep her around.” making sure to annunciate loud enough for her to hear.

To which Dan replies “Yeah, she is a keeper.”

Tom, “I don’t know about that, but did you catch those panties, my God. She’s dressing like she needs a raise, or a good fuck.” Softly muttering, “don’t know how you can pull it off man.”

The men sit in silence for a bit, enjoying the thrill of the game. Soon though, they find their glasses empty. “Man, where is that maid of yours, I’m in need of another – shaking his glass. Tell her to get that fine ass in here.”

Seth just leans back, “I’m sure she’ll be back in a minute.” He’s sure that his wife has played this out about as far as she is willing to take it, by the time she gets back she’ll be her normal conservative self, probably even tell him to get the drinks himself for his damn friends.
 
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Natalie heard Seth's comments which angered her that he had not stuck up for her, even as Tom talked of her needing a fuck.

"Damn him, I will show him." she cursed to herself, a bit upset he had not even mentioned bringing his friends over for cards. She then heard one of them request a beer.

She took the frosty mugs from the freezer where Seth had placed them and again poured beers. Retruning to the three men. First giving Seth and Dan there beers before going to Tom who was still lounging back. As she handed him the glass the glass dripped a bit on his shirt. "Oh I so sorry dear sir. Maid Natasha should be better." She dabbed his shirt, leaning forward her breasts near his eyes and her ass on display for her husband and his best friend.
 
Tom, feeling a bit adventitious from the beer and aroused from those luscious breasts dangling like fruit before his eyes decides to push his luck. Hand snaps up and runs through her hair, then pushes her soft lips to his. Seth flinches noticeable at this, his fists ball up, not enjoying the site of his wife sharing this passionate moment with another man. However, Tom’s eyes are closed as he takes in the sensation “Natasha’s” soft lips. As the moment concludes Tom’s over hand reaches out and grasps her hip, trying to pull her near.

Seth sits in silence, clearly not happy with the dangerous game his wife is playing. Thoughts roll through is mind, God what a tramp, I can’t believe she would do this to me, but yet he’s slightly aroused. The sight of her panties hugging her pert little ass, the short little skirt hiding nothing, the shortness exaggerated by her lean of Tom, she’s so on display, so revealed. Half him wanting to get rid of his friends her and now, and just have her as his, but half wondering what if…

He tries to focus on his cards, “raise” coldly stated, pushing in a quarter of his stack. Perhaps a bit reckless, but his blood was hot now.
 
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Rebecca was a bit surprised at Tom's advances. She did not even know the man's name. His aggression caught her off guard, she should have resisted.She felt him try to pull her close, but turned quickly smiling at Seth, a smile telling him to be careful what he wished for.

"I hope you accept my apolagy sir, Mr Young hates for me to disappoint his guests." As she turned she patted him on the shoulder.

I was clear her husband was upset, though she figured it was aimed at Tom. "Mr Young, is there anything else you would have me serve for your guests."
 
“Go fetch a bottle of wine – something sweet.”

He pushes all his chips in this time round, knowing he has it all wrapped up.
Dan and Tom watch as her fine bottom sways from the room, both collectively exhaling the moment she is out of sight.

Seth still stewing sits in relative silence. Tom though, can’t seem to be quite, ‘mmm, hmm, you see her kiss me? Some really tasty lips on this little slut.” a brief pause as he checks his cards. “I’m going to take her home tonight.” Seeing Seth’s reaction Tom gives a little chuckle, “don’t worry, she’ll be to work on time tomorrow.”

Tom, distracted by these thoughts fails to notice the three hearts on the board and calls the raise, putting him all in. As the cards are flipped – “Shit, how’d that happen?”
 
Natalie returned with an expensive bottle of wine Seth had purched well over 2 years ago for a special occasion. "Will this bottle be to your desire Mr Young." Natalie asked, holding the bottle close to her chest the top of the bottle resting between her breasts.

She looked to Tom still baffled by his loss. "Oh poor sir, have I distracted you to lose." She waited for Seth to say something yet he did not "I feel trrble sir, how may I make it up to you?"

She knows it was him she heard talking of bringing her home, in a way it disgusted her in another it was nice to be desired by another man.
 
“Yes, that was bottle will do,” Seth’s eyes drawn up to her perky chest, seeing her womanly wiles in a whole new way. “Why don’t you have some?”

His thoughts now being if you are going to act like a little slut I’ll let them treat you like one.

Tom looks up into your eyes, there is one thing actually. “You could help come over and do my laundry, get this beer out of it for me.” Noting the hesitation in your eyes he continues on, “tell you what, how about we cut for it.” He grabs the deck, waiting for your response.

Seth now is clearly agitated; he pushes his chair back from the table and stands up, walking towards the window.

Dan just chuckles, clearly not helping to diffuse the situation. He watches your face, clearly interested in how you’ll respond to Tom’s request.
 
She heard Seth's suggestion of her having some wine. He was well aware that even just a glass of wine made her tipsy and horny. "Damn him" she thought. She should have known upon his suggestion of the wine what was on his mind. As she thought she was convinced this was all part of his play.

"I only enough glasses for you three gentleman" she suggested, doubting it would curb Seth's suggestion.

She looked as he angered which only further convinced her to continue as in her mind he had put her in this spot.

She turned to Tom, setting the wine and the glasses on the edge of the table. "Well sir, I would be happy to launder the pants for you, but first you will have to remove the pants."

As she spoke she heard the cork pop on the wine, and then pouring a glass. "For you Natasha" Dan handed her the glass filled nearly to the top.

"Thank you kind sir, but I will need Mr. Youngs endorsement to have wine on while I work." She paused looking for his answer.
 
“Oh, go ahead, have it, my guests will enjoy that, drink up” a somewhat condescending tone coming through. Damn it all, not wanting to share my wife, not sure how far she will take this, but not wanting to be the one to throw on the brakes. Needing to prove I’m man enough to beat her at her own dangerous game.

Tom stands up, unbuttons and a zip indicating that he’s all too ready to have one less barrier between himself and you. The pants hit the floor with a thud, he steps out of them, but stands right over them, waiting for you to come get them. “Here you are cutie.”

Seth walks around in a circle, how am I going to get out of this mess, she is in soo much trouble.
 
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To Natalie, Seths endorsement to drinking the wine as if he was encouraging her to continue. Her soul was disapponted in his words though she obliged, soon consuming the entire glass.

"As you have requested of me Mr. Young, and you know what this does to me." She spoke still trying to maintain the french accent. She followed with a kiss on her husband's lips as she watched Tom remove his pants. Breaking the kiss, she moved to Tom, bending at her waist to pick up the pants well aware her ass would be on display for all to see.

Natalie stood smiling to Tom, "I shall wash your dirty trousers, I ..." She paused seeing Toms hardon bulging from his underwear. "I am just sorry your underwear do not require cleaning ...... yet"

With those words she departed the room, with his pants, wondering herself what she was getting herself into.
 
The men set back to their game of cards; however, soon the game is over. Tom and Seth both much too distracted to put up a serious challenge.

Dan lays leans back in his chair, and then sets in “So Seth, what do you say you get your wife back in here?” He continues without leaving time to answer, “After all to the victor go the spoils, and the way she’s been walking around in that skirt all night you have to share her, I mean Tom’s already half naked for her.”

Seth stands and raises his fist, prepared to deck his best friend over this statement. Just in the nick of time he sees the joke in Dan’s face, realizing he was kidding. “Easy buddy” he motions calming him down.

Tom half confused from the alcohol “That’s not a maid?”

Seth – “That’s right, it’s my wife.” Looking back at Dan now, “So, what do you have in mind?”

“Let’s just see how far we can push it, I mean she’s been flaunting herself all night, I think Tom and I at least deserve to see her unwrapped. Then we’ll get out of here and let you have the night she had in mind, but not before she thinks she’ll have to be getting all of us”

Seth – hesitant to put his wife on display is slow to answer, but hearing the click of her heels in the hall, realizes he has to do this, after all she’s been such a little tease all night, she deserved to think the worst is about to happen.
 
Natalie returned with another round of beers. "Oh ... so sorry are you boys done with your card game already." she looked a bit surprised knowing these games usually went on for hours.

She could sense they were up to something, as she looked at them in particular her husband. He set this up she thought, what is his plan, does he want me on display for his friends. He must have or he certainly would have pulled her aside and stopped her.

She looked and could see Tom was excited, his cock hard barely concealed. "Oh dear me!!!!" She realized she had pushed it to far and it was doubtful she could go back.
 
Tom pulls a chair close to him. Here Natalie, have a seat. He tenderly pats the chair. Dan stands and escorts you to it, then tops off another glass of wine and hands it to you, sloshing a bit on your exposed cleavage as he does.

“Opps, opps, so sorry” he mutters.

Tom instantly grabs a napkin and starts dabbing your chest. “Let me help with that.” His hands roughly groping at your breasts as he wipes, “No, no, this will never do – let me launder your top Miss Natalie.” He stands up, his hard dick now pushed towards your face, “no, no – hand it over, I insist.”

Seth just sits back in his chair, watching, showing no emotion. Quietly sipping his beer.
 
Natalie could not believe what was happening to her. She had evisioned an evening of playing the french maid for her husband, now she stood before two of his friends, one clearly hard and pantless. Dan nudges the wine glass to her lips, she has little choice but to not drink and soil her uniform further or drink the wine which will make her drunk.

She parts her lips, as Dan tips the glass she swallows as much as she can even so a few drops trickle down her chin.

"Master Seth ..." Natalie asks. "Would you like Natasha to take care of the tasks at hands, I will do only as you please." Her words slurred from intoxication
 
“Yes, yes, of course – take care of them. We must satisfy our guests.” Seth mothers.

Tom’s hands soothingly on your smooth skinned shoulders. “Please, relax be comfortable. Let us take care of you; I’m sure you’ve had a stressful day.”

“Yes, drink up Natasha and just relax.” Dan emphasizing your name as talks.

Tom leans in tighter, the heat from his crotch now radiating to your face. Can’t we make you a little more comfortable.

Seth just sits back, relaxed as these men, his friends continue to make these advances at you. It almost seems if he is without a care in the world, a relaxation on his face you haven’t seen since, since, that night at Frisco Bay.
 
Natalie could hardly believe the words as Seth endorsed her to please the guests. She finished her glass of wine which had now caused her to be drunk and horny.

"Oi Oi Sir Tom and Sir Dan, As Mr. Young has ordered it is my job to please you as you please to be pleased." Her phony french accent was gone unable to keep it up. She tried to stand and stumbled as her legs folded under her she found herself on her knees as she looked up Tom's stiff cock hit her cheek.

She looked to her husband as she nelt still in the tiny maid costume, the white thigh highs with the bows, and her heels poking her ass. She looked to Seth. "Take a picture Mr Young it will last longer." She licked her lips and looked up to Tom.
 
For the first time in a while Seth speaks, “Now, now Natasha – that’s no way to act, you are making our guests feel underdressed. Don’t you think you should be less well dressed than my guests?

Dan chuckles at this, encouraging it “Yes Natasha, show us what you wear under your work outfit.”

Tom’s hand slides down your shoulder and onto your now heaving cleavage, over your breast and onto your hand, “Here, let me help you up.”
 
"Excuse me Mr young, yet from what I can see both gentleman look terribly comfortable .... " without warning Tom pulls me up, soon my top is around my waist, my breast hidden no more, as I shudder, I feel Dan pull my dress past my hips, and soon my maid uniform is gathered round my ankles, I stand befor ethe men in only a thong, choker collar, heels and white stockings. I feel terribly vulnerable, realizing I am about to be taken with my husbands endorsement.
 
Dan grabs the tie had had wore to work and quickly ties it around Natalie's eyes, darkening her world.

A hand firmly swat’s her ass, “look at that boys, the perfect mix of jiggle and firmness.” the hand slides down her thigh and onto Natalie's stockings “mmm, some nice smooth legs on this little slut, whatya think, should the stockings stay or go?”

Two hands again on her body, this time fondling her breasts, thumb and finger grasping at her little beady nipples, tugging them out and then letting them spring back.
 
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