Service....

Dinner

Michaela was pleased with Bryn promptness and was delighted to taste some cooking that wasn't her own. The meal had been excellently prepared and Michaela savored every last bite, enjoying the many textures and flavors. All in all, it was an enjoyable repast. When dinner ended, she helped clear the dishes away, rinsing them so that Bryn could load the dishwasher. They worked together in tandem and Michaela smiled to see the quiet contentment on Bryn's face.

Very nice, Bryn and a good day's work you have put in.

Michaela grinned slightly, moving closer to the taller girl so that the girl was trapped between her body and the counter at her back.

How do you feel about getting kisses from women? Hmm? Does the thought gross you out? I certainly hope not.

Brown hands reached out for delicate, pale wrists and brought Bryn closer with a sharp tug. Another tug brought her close enough for Michaela's lips to graze and she did so...a small kiss on the other girl's cheek, followed by a light flick of the tongue at the corner of the girl's mouth. Finally, Michaela stepped back and grinned up at her.

Thank you for a great dinner, Bryn. Enjoy your night off. Tomorrow we will start training for body service.

She grinned, once more, and turned away, heading back upstairs and into the quiet of her room. It was going to be a good 6 months, no doubt.
 
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It felt so right to Bryn. Dinner passed easily and they cleared and cleaned the dishes as if they had done it hundreds of times together. The smile on Bryn's face was a permanent fixture throughout. She felt so comfortable already.

She couldn't help the surge of pride at Michaela's compliment, but her smile faultered a little as Michaela's tight body pushed her against the counter. Bryn felt a small flash of nervous heat rush through her at Michaela's words. She could smell the other women's scent as she moved closer. Sandalwood and coconut oil filling her senses, her eyes growing wide as Michaela tugged her close.

A small shiver ran through her as she felt her soft lips and warm, wet tongue. Her eyes were glazed, her breathing fast as Michaela stepped back. She swallowed hard, nodding, unable to reply as Michaela walked out. Bryn let her eyes slip closed. She took a deep breath, taking more of that delicious scent into her. Her mind was reeling. What had just happened she thought? Her body was trembling as she made her way to her room.

Bryn crawled onto her bed, her eyes closing once more, replaying the scene in the kitchen. She found her hand sliding down, slipping into her panties. Michaela's lips brushing her cheek once more as her fingers found her hard little clit. The scent all around her as she began to rub faster. Bryn's tongue slid out to taste the corner of her mouth, where Michaela's soft tongue had touched moments before and she came. Crying out as the orgasm rushed over her, images of Michaela's hands on her wrists as she pushed her hips against her fingers. She fell asleep with her hand cupping her sex, curled up on her bed, a small smile on her lips.
 
Michaela spent that night planning. Bryn's face had been so open that she could easily read those emotions that played in her face. A touch of desire, of wanting and a hint of fear. A very delicious combination for one such as herself. She knew the body training would be the most delicate part of this entire thing. After all, if the girl flipped out, it would be at that point. Most women wouldn't do for another woman in that way. Yet, Michaela didn't believe for one moment that Bryn would balk. She was almost positive about that. The girl hadn't run, hadn't turned away and most women would have stammered out a denial or something.

Eventually, she heard Bryn come to bed. A few minutes later, she heard another noise...a whimpering sigh. Her smile grew. Bryn was thinking about her now, even if she hadn't before. Michaela climbed into her own bed and allowed her eyes to close, remebering the taste of clean girl flesh. Tomorrow would be GOOD.

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The next morning Michaela awakened at 545 and went to the bathroom to start her tub. No shower this morning. Instead, Bryn was going to begin her body training. She waited until the jacuzzi was filled and then wrapped a robe around herself and headed for Bryn's room. She knew Bryn would be awake and wanted to catch her before she took her own shower. A knock on the door, once, twice and then she stepped inside the sitting room.


Bryn? Rise and shine. A new day and new lessons to learn. Meet me in my room in 5. Don't bother to shower. Just come.
 
Bryn hit the snooze, glancing up at the clock, almost six. Sitting up slowly, she looked down to see she had fallen asleep in her clothes. Her hands slid over her face, rubbing away the sleep. She stopped moving, taking a deep breath as her hands rested over her nose and mouth. Images rushed through her as she smells the faint scent of her arousal from the night before.

Jumping up at the knock on the door, she looks around for her robe, not wanting Michaela to see her in yesterday's clothes. She hears her speaking, realizing she isn't going to enter her bedroom. Her head tilts slightly confused as to why Michaela wouldn't want her to shower.


"Yes, Michaela. I'll be right there," she calls out. Turning, she rushes into her bathroom to take care of a few things. After washing her hands, she runs a brush through her hair and brushes her teeth. Looking down she cringes. Running into the bedroom she strips quickly out of her clothes, finding a pair of cotton pajama pants and matching fitted tshirt. She throws the pjs on before stuffing yesterdays clothes in the hamper and rushing out of her room.

Still nervous, Bryn knocks on Michaela's door and waits.
 
Michaela returned to her room and pulled out an outfit for the day: a black linen pant suit, 4 inch patent leather pumps and a white silk blouse. Laying everything at the foot of her bed, she was unsurprised to hear Bryn at the door a few moments later. She walked over and opened it, motioning the other girl to step inside...

Good morning, Bryn. I remember asking you about body service before and so today is going to be your first lesson. It's the main reason why I told you NOT to take a shower.

Michalea grinned at the look on Bryn's face; a mixture of alarm and questioning.

Body service is learning to take care of my body the way that I like. You are going to join me in the jacuzzi today. I will show you how to bathe me.

A quirked eyebrow at the blush that climbed Bryn's cheeks.

Not to worry, I won't touch you unless you want me to.

A quick smile as she thought to herself, 'At least not today, I won't.'

So, get comfy. You may join me in the tub if you'd like but you don't have to. It's up to you.

Michaela smiled and dropped her robe and then turned to enter her bathroom. She climbed into the jacuzzi and waited to see what the other girl would do.
 
Good morning, Michaela.

Listening carefully, her stomach tightened at Michaela's words, not quite sure what she meant. Shifting nervously as Michaela continued, Bryn's eyes grew wide. She felt the heat rushing to her face at the thought of soaping her soft skin.

Bryn dropped her eyes before quickly bringing them back to Michaela's. She never realized this was what was meant by body service. Her bottom lip pulled in between her teeth. She began to nibble as she wondered if she could do this. Although Michaela had said it was up to her, she felt it was her duty to do as she requested. She signed a contract, did she really want to go back on her word so quickly?

Her breath caught at the sight of her smooth dark skin, her eyes roamed down her body. She watched her tight bottom as the woman walked away. Shivering slightly, she could feel things tighten low in her body. Bryn began to walk towards the bathroom, not really thinking about what she was doing. She looked down at Michaela sitting in the heated water and began to pull her tshirt off. Slipping quickly out of her bottoms she climbed into the water, trembling as she lowered herself down.
 
Bathtime with Beauty

Michaela hid her gasp of surprise and pleasure when Bryn entered the bathroom and began to strip down. She couldn't believe the girl had decided to go all the way, the first time.

Thank you for trusting me to keep my word, Bryn. I promise this is completely nonsexual.

Michaela reached behind her and found the small bottle of essential oil. She opened it and showed it to Bryn~ a sandalwood vanilla mixture, specifically made for the bath.

If ever I ask you to run me water, you add three drops of this to the tub.

Michaela proceeded to add the oil herself and then capped it and returned it to the shelf. Next she picked up her loofah and body wash, again something specially made for her.

This is a sandalwood body wash. I only use this or vanilla. I will give you the name of my supplier, so that you have it on hand. That way you can reorder when I am about to run out.

She added some body wash to the loofah and rubbed it to get a good lather going, then she handed it to the other girl.

When you bathe me, you start at my throat and work down. I will wash my own face. I have a specific cloth for that.

Michaela stood up, her brown skin glistening in the light.

Don't be shy now, I have all the same equipment as you.
 
Of course, Michaela. There has to be some trust when living in the same house, don't you think?

Still extremely nervous, she tried her best to hide it. Bryn was never one to be comfortable naked, especially around another person. She noted the oil Michaela pointed out and nodded. As soon as she added it to the tub, the room filled with the delicious scent.

It smells wonderful. I'll remember it.

Shay watched as she lathered the loofah and held it out to her. Trying not to blush she took the loofah and listened to the instructions. Her eyes grew wide as the beauty rose to stand before her. She swallowed deeply before stepping forward, her hand slowly rising up to her neck.

Bryn's hand moved up, the loofah sliding over her soft skin. She washed her slowly, trailing the soap along her neck to her shoulder. Taking one arm in her hand she cleaned her thoroughly before letting it go gently and finding the other. Looking up, Bryn slid the loofah over her collarbone, her eyes slipping down. A soft blush slid over her neck and face as she trailed the soap down over her breasts.

Taking care to reach every part of her sides and stomach, Bryn stepping around her in the tub. Moving over her back, the soap sliding down her flawless flesh, trailing over her tight bottom. Shaking out of her daze she knelt down, the warm water rising up her thighs. Her hands moved quickly over her cheeks and down the back of her legs.

Bryn's eyes slipped closed as she took a deep breath before moving back around to the front of her. Starting from the bottom, she soaps her legs, getting steadily higher, closer. Finally reaching her sex, she runs the loofah quickly over her before leaning back, still on her knees.
 
Michaela closed her eyes as Bryn started to bathe her. The feeling of the lather on her skin was luxurious and even better...she wasn't doing it herself. The girl seemed hesitant, shy but she worked with a will, covering every inch of skin Michaela had. Finally, the loofah stopped moving and Michaela opened her eyes. They had lightened considerably and she knew it, but she made no sexual advances toward the taller girl. Instead she sunk down, into the tub and turned the jets on, allowing the jacuzzi to rinse her flesh clean of soap.

Very good, Bryn. Thank you. You may use my body wash if you'd like to wash off here. Or you can go to your own room and bathe. Completely up to you.

Michalea smiled, her teeth flashing against the bronze of her skin.

I would prefer to watch you wash here and I would really enjoy knowing you smell just like me but if you are uncomfortable, I will understand.

Michaela leaned back, resting her head on the back of the tub. Her eyes slid closed once more but she continued the lesson.

There will be days when I will want you to bathe me and other days when I will want you to help with my hair or pick out an outfit for me. This is the most embarrassing part and I wanted to do this first so you would know what I expect.
Nothing else I will ask of you will be this bad.

She paused and giggled..

Although, I am hoping this isn't too bad.

She sat up and watched Bryn carefully, noting the fading bloom of color on the other girl's face.

So what say you? Are you gonna be able to handle this? And also, will you gift me with the pleasure of seeing you wash and knowing that you will be here all day smelling just like me?

Micheala grinned, an unabashedly flirtatious thing to behold and waited for Bryn to answer.
 
Bryn watched as she rinsed, watching the soap slide from her body. She was shocked at the rush of heat that flushed her skin, the ache that began in her sex. Trying to keep her emotions from her face, she smiled back at Michaela, loving the praise. She froze for a moment, never having bathed with another woman. Then thinking, neither had she washed another women before either.

She liked the idea of smelling like Michaela but was a little nervous about washing her body in front of her. Bryn didn't want to leave either so she sat down in the water, the top of her breasts hovering above the water. Watching her eyes slip closed, she picked up the loofah, adding a bit more of the bodywash.


I didn't think it was all that bad, Michaela.

Grinning as listened to the dainty giggle.

I think I can handle this...as you said, we have the same parts.

With that Bryn raised her other arm out of the water, running the loofah over her soft skin. She washed her arms, letting the delicious scent wash over her. Her head fell back a bit, the soap covering her delicate neck, down over the tops of her breasts. She looked back over at Michaela, seeing her watching Bryn wash.

Bryn slide her long leg out of the water, her foot resting on the edge of the tub as she leaned forward to wash. The loofah worked slowly over her skin, stopping just at the water line, the middle of her thigh. After washing the other foot she slid the soapy loofah under the water and quickly washed the rest of her body. Blushing, slightly ashamed at her modesty.


I can' reach my own back but I think I am clean enough.
 
Michaela

Michaela watched Bryn, a slight smile on her face. The girl was so sweetly built, so perfectly body conscious that Michaela felt herself warming just by the look of shyness the girl displayed.

She had been more than amazed when the girl decided to wash off, right there in the tub. She hadn't expected it and it was a pleasant surprise. Of course, it would have been better had the other girl stood tall and shown herself off, yet Michaela didn't mind it, not really. Had Bryn reacted that way, Michaela probably wouldn't have been as pleased.


You can't reach your own back? Turn around. I will wash it for you.

Michaela waited for Bryn to do as asked and then took the loofah from the other girl. Adding just a bit more body wash, she soaped it up and proceeded to scrub the other girl's back, thoroughly. After risnisng away the lather, she clapped her hands sharply and smiled.

Okay, everyone out of the pool. When you get out Bryn, there is a white towel hanging by the shower. Wrap it 'round your self then hand me one from the closet. You may then leave and go to your own room. I will meet you downstairs in fifteen minutes.

Michaela smiled and waited for the other girl to get out, enjoying the view as Bryn scurried to cover herself and get a towel for her. A few moments later, Michaela was all alone.

Oooo pretty, I have such plans for you.
 
Bryn turned and shivered a bit as Michaela washed her back. The feeling of the loofah sliding over her was equisite and she was sad when it ended. Jumping just a bit at the clap, she turned her head to watch the other woman. Nodding softly, Bryn climbed out of the tub and quickly made her way to the towel, knowing she was on display for the other woman.

After drying quickly, she wrapped the towel around her and grabbed another plus towel out of the closet. Placing the towel close to Michaela, she smiled softly as she picked up her pajamas and left the room. Making her way back to her own room, she couldn't help but remember the look of Michaela's soft skin. She was beautiful with the droplets of water cascading down her flesh.

Shaking her head she made her way to her bedroom and dressed quickly. Bryn chose a soft pair of black slacks, comfortable but professional. Her short sleeved cotton v-neck shirt was a deep blue that brought out her eyes. After drying her hair and applying a soft layer of makeup she rushed downstairs.

Bryn stood in the office downstairs and waited for Michaela to arrive. She could feel a small flutter in her stomach and wondered what was in store for her today. Bryn hoped that she wasn't so painfully obvious about being so nervous after spending the last half hour in a tub naked with her boss. What she wasn't sure of was why she was nervous, but she tried not to think about that part as she waited.
 
Michaela

Michaela dressed slowly, allowing the bath to replay in her mind repeatedly, remembering the glimpses of pale skin and taut but generous curves. No more than twenty minutes later, with a last brush of her short hair, Michaela headed downstairs. Time to ease the distress Bryn was undoubtedly feeling and give her some new things to worry with.

Hello again, Bryn. You don't seem to have died from shock.

Michaela grinned at the taller girl as a slight flush rose upon Bryn's cheeks.

I wanted to thank you for this morning and to make you aware of some other things before I head out for the day. Today, my playroom needs cleaned. It has been awhile since it has had any use and I don't want it to get dusty. You will find the furniture oil and other cleaning supplies specific to that room in the closet behind the door.

Michaela paced, her strides long and even, as she spoke.

Also, I will not be home for lunch and there is no other pressing business for today. Just be sure that the room is finished by the time I get home. No excuses will be tolerated or accepted.

Michaela stopped moving and grinned at the other girl.

Make sure you eat. I will be home no later than 5 pm.

Michaela moved closer to Bryn and reached out, her hand trailing over the other girl's arm.

Have a good day, Bryn. See you later.
 
Bryn tried to busy herself with straightening the already neat stacks of paper on the desk when she heard the soft silk of her voice. Turning she blushed softly, smiling at Michaela and trying to seem calm.

No, I'm still here. I...I've never bathed anyone before, that is true.

Cupping her hands in front of her Bryn listened to her voice, filing the instructions away for later. Secretly she was looking forward to checking out the playroom, seeing everything that was displayed.

She was slightly confused when she felt a little disappointed at not seeing Michaela for most of the day, but kept it hidden as best she could. Bryn did not want her to think she was unable to be left on her own. She smiled, knowing the room would be shining well before Michaela came back.

I will have it finished, Michaela, I promise.

Her breath caught as Michaela moved toward her, shivering slightly at the soft touch. She nodded slowly as Michaela said her good bye, unable to find the words. Bryn watched her walk out, suprised at where her eyes roamed over the other woman's body.

Shaking her head, she turned to head upstairs and begin the task for the day.
 
Playroom

For Bryn's chore

There are two spanking benches, a wooden cross, three different toy chests made from mahogony, 2 couches, a chair, a large fireplace, three different closets with toys placed willy nilly within, two bullwhips, different sized floggers, paddles, etc all found on various racks.

The carpeting only covers the main seating area, the rest is hardwood flooring which needs to be scrubbed and oiled. There are chamois cloths, wood cleaner, leather cleaner and other things in the closet immediately behind the entrance door...
 
Michaela's day

Michaela left the house with a spring in her step and a smile on her face. This morning had went even better than she had hoped and gave credance to the ideas Michaela had in her head concerning what true service from Bryn should and WOULD be like.

Work was long and boring, as usual. With the economy being the way that it was, no one (outside of people already using the services Michaela's firm provided) wanted to spend the money on new advertising or even discuss it. This meaant phone calls which went unanswered and promises from people who required the impossible. By noon, Michaela had a serious headache and eyestrain.

She needed a break from the bull shit. Pulling out her cell phone, Michalea quickly called home to see if Bryn wanted to meet up for lunch.


*ring, ring...ring*
 
Bryn blushed softly as she stepped into the room, still not quite comfortable being in there. She wandered through the room, her fingers sliding over the different pieces of furniture. Making her way to the closet, she wanted to get everything done as quickly as possible. She wondered if Michaela would mind if she organized the closets when she was through.

Grabbing the supplies she would need, she started with the furniture. She took of the the chamoi cloths and the wood cleaner and began to meticulously polish the fine mahogony. After polishing everything until it shone brightly, she grabbed the leather cleaner. Opening the first chest, she began to oil all the leather toys contained within.

Amazingly, it only took Bryn a couple of hours to get through the three toy chests and all of the closets. She vacuumed the carpeting and then began to scrub the floor. On her hands and knees, she made her way across the room. Once the floor was clean, she picked up another cloth and began to slowly polish the floor. Bryn wanted Michaela to be so pleased with the job she had done.

She was finally realizing just how much she loved seeing that smile from her. A delicious feeling filled her everytime she pleased Michaela. The way her eyes would light up, her beautiful smile...Bryn shook her head, wondering where these thought were coming from. She concentrated on the task at hand, looking up at the clock to see almost all of the morning had passed. A smile crept over her face, realizing she would be finished by lunch.

The smile faultered when she remembered she would not be spending lunch with Michaela. She made her way to the doorway, polishing the last of the hardwood, just as the phone began to ring. Quickly, she stored away all the cleaning supplies and closed the door to the room. She picked up the phone, slightly out of breath, "Hello?"
 
"Hello?"

Michaela smiled to hear Bryn's breathy voice on the other end of the phone. It made an almost unbearable day, brighten considerably.

Hello, sweet Bryn. How would you feel about joining me for lunch? To be honest, today has been rather shitty and I need the comfort your pretty face will provide. Will you come? You can meet me at the diner, just around the corner from my job.
My treat...

Michaela waited for Bryn's answer. She knew the girl didn't have much to do today and, even if Bryn had been mega busy, it wouldn't have mattered. Michaela wanted to see her and so, she would.

What do you say? Will your mean boss allow you to play hooky for a while?
 
Just the sound of her voice had Bryn smiling and a bit excited. She didn't think she would be hearing from Michaela until the evening. Bryn was thrilled that she had also finished her tasks for the day. She thought Michaela would be very pleased with how quickly she accomplished everything.

I would love to join you for lunch, Michaela. Although I'm sorry to hear you are having a rough day.

She was surprised at how much she looked forward to seeing her again and how concerned she felt for Michaela's upset tone. Blushing a bit at the compliment, there was no question as to if she would be there or not.

I can be there in about 30 minutes, if that is ok? I just need to clean up a bit.

She couldn't help the small chuckle. Let's hope my boss will be pleased at the work I've done this morning, then she might not mind me playing hooky.

After a few details as to where Bryn needed to meet her, she said goodbye and rushed up to her room to change. She chose a somewhat conservative black skirt that hugged her slim hips and bottom. Her blouse was dark red silk. It accentuated her small breasts and brought out the red in her hair. After slipping on a pair of black heels she rushed out the door to meet her boss.
 
Lunch~the diner.

Michaela had grinned at Bryn's attempt to tease her. It cheered her to know that the girl was getting comfortable in her role. Michaela waited the required 30 minutes and then headed for the little diner around the corner.

The diner was old fashioned to look at: gingham tablecloths, little oil lamps and candles that provided illumination at night, laminated menus, even an old time soda fountain for awesome rootbeer floats.

Michaela decided to order for both of them: baked chicken breast, golden brown hand cut fries, apple pie a la mode and two cherry cokes. She figured by the time Bryn got here, she would be good and hungry. Sounded like she had been busy as all hell, today, unlike her erstwhile employer.

Michaela scowled at that negative thought and stepped outside to wait for Bryn. She knew that she was working herself up to a good fit but there was nothing to be done about it, yet. It was still new between the two of them and she didn't want to scare the girl off by rushing her.

Eventually, she noticed Bryn striding toward her, looking like pure sex on heels. Michaela grinned and watched, waiting for the taller girl to reach her side. When she did so, Michaela reached out and traced a nail over the girl's pale arm and then smiled, slowly.


I am glad you could come, love. I have ordered for the two of us. Please tell me about your day.

Placing a hand on the small of Bryn's back, Michaela ushered them both through the door and into their booth, where lunch was just being served.
 
She couldn't understand why she felt so happy just to meet Michaela for lunch. Ever since she had bathed with her, Bryn had felt a little strange around her. She always made sure she looked her best, tried her hardest to finish her work quickly and efficiently. Mostly she wanted to see that smile on her face, knowing she had done a good job. It seemed to make her stomach twist in such a delicious way.

She looked up as she came closer to the diner, her eyes meeting Michaela's. Her face broke into a large grin, seeing her employer standing there grinning back. Bryn's breath caught at the soft scrape of her nail, shivering slightly.


I'm glad you called and invited me. I was working up quite an appetite.

She felt the heat of Michaela's hand on her back, feeling it echo through the rest of her body. Her face was slightly flushed when she slid into the booth. She smiled over at Michaela as she pulled the cherry coke in front of her. Taking a small sip, she giggled.

I haven't had a cherry coke in years, how did you know they were my favorite?

She waited for Michaela to begin eating before she spoke.

My day...well...I did get quite a bit done. blushing softly at the memory of the playroom I was able to get all of the...things in the playroom cleaned and polished. Although, you'll have to give me another assignment for this afternoon, as I've finished everything already.

She smiled brightly as she took a bite of the delicious chicken, moaning softly.
 
I haven't had a cherry coke in years, how did you know they were my favorite?

I did not know, but I will remember. I love vanilla Coke and have never tried cherry. Figured I could use the calories.

Michaela bent her head and cut a pice of chicken, tasting it and enjoying the light flavor and seasoning.

My day...well...I did get quite a bit done. I was able to get all of the...things in the playroom cleaned and polished. Although, you'll have to give me another assignment for this afternoon, as I've finished everything already.

Michaela noticed Bryn's blush and smiled as the other girl finished speaking. She truly was a wonder. Bryn must have started almost as soon as Michaela left for work.

I will think on another assignment for you, pretty. Though, most of what needs done in the afternoons is catching up my bills and paperwork.

Michaela took another bite of chicken, her tongue flicking out to taste the corner of her mouth, delicately.

Ooo this is good.

Allowing the silence, Michalea bent to the task of finishing her meal, not looking up again until her plate was cleaned and er belly, full.

Oh, yes. Lovely. So then, something new for you? I would like it if you would go through my files this afternoon. They are still kept in your office in a cabinet. I haven't had a chance to get rid of my paperwork from 2005. You will have to check each binder. The only thing you don't have to toss is my tax information for that year. Everything else gets shredded.

Also, I would like something quick for dinner. Mayhap a salad, some fresh veggies. No meat. This chicken is enough for me. And when do your classes start back up? We do have to find a workable solution for that when it happens.

Michaela allowed her voice to soften slightly and then said one more thing.

I would like a kiss of some sort for feeding you lunch. Tis a public area and I wouldn't want to embarrass you...BUT I want one.
 
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