My Wife The Maid

Part 13

A ping to my phone awoke me the next morning. The sun was shining through the curtains of my bedroom, and hubby was still asleep beside me.

I opened the waiting message.

‘Well, my little slut did you get hubby to fuck your ass?’

I typed a reply, ‘Yes, Sir, and just my ass last night’

Another ping with reply ‘Mmmm, you are such a wonderful, obedient Slut Evelyn.’

Typed back ‘Ty Sir, I hope I am.’

Another ping, ‘I’ve had so many requests for your services after the night at the Restaurant that  I’m not sure which ones to accept?’

Looking at the message, I replied, ‘All of them,’ smiling to myself as I pressed Send.

Ping ‘Lol, Oh, you are such a naughty little minx and such an insatiable slut it seems. I will have to see which one would push your limits more, although I’m beginning to think you may not have any limits, Evelyn.’

Before I could reply, another ping  ‘Are you working today?’

Now replied "Yes, Sir, 4 pm until midnight"

Ping,  ‘Hmmm, I will need to speak to Rob, your Boss, again. Remember, no bra under blouse and no panties, just stockings under your skirt only’

I had never before looked forward to going to work as much as I did at that moment, imagining all sorts of things that they might cook up between them.

My cunt was tingling and already feeling moist at the thoughts.

At 3 pm, I started getting ready for work. My hubby is now intently watching me do so.

Firstly, I'm applying makeup, taking much more time with my appearance for work than I did before.

Once I’d finished doing my makeup, I slipped on a black 6-strap suspender belt.

Next, I slipped my foot gently into the black Lace top stockings, pulling them carefully up my legs until I was able to attach the stocking tops to the metal suspender clips. My foot was pressed against hubby’s cock as I did so.

Once had attached to the clips, I asked hubby to help me smooth the stockings on my legs.

He was very eager to help, his hands running up my calves, up the inside of my thighs to the top of my stockings.

God, I was getting wet, something that seemed to happen so much more easily now.

I just couldn't control my cunt from becoming soaked, just from being touched, even just like Dave was.

Also, it was knowing that I would more than likely be getting fucked and used at work later.

I then slipped a white, thin blouse, not too sheer, as I couldn't walk around work with my breasts and nipples on display, but thin enough that the form of my breasts under the blouse was visible, and my nipples definitely showed through the blouse.

Then the skirt. I picked out my knee-length skirt that would hide everything; however, my husband, Dave, shook his head and picked out a shorter skirt.

"Mid thigh length, Evelyn. It is still suitable, but be careful how you bend over," he smirked.

I took the shorter one and slipped it on, asking hubby to help with the zip at the back. Once it was tight around my waist, I then lifted my skirt, pulling down the hem of my blouse.

This had the effect of tightening the blouse more over my breasts.

I slipped on my 4" high heels, which I had now taken to wear to work at Sir's instructions. It had taken me a while to get used to walking around all day in them, even though they were just that extra inch higher.

I finished off by applying a bright red lipstick to my lips, making them look sexy, I hoped.

Swirling round on my heels, looking at hubby, I asked, “Well, how do I look?"

“Like the sophisticated slut you are, darling", he said, looking me up and down.

I picked up my jacket and handbag, kissed Dave on the cheek, and said goodbye.

"Will you be late tonight?" Dave shouted after me.

"I don't know if I will even be home tonight", I laughed as I headed out to my car.

When I arrived at the hotel, Rob, my Boss, had left a note on my locker to come to his office as soon as I arrived.

As I walked through the hotel towards Rob's office, I could feel my bare nipples under my blouse rub against the material, making them hard and stiff.

My mind wandered back to the other day when Rob and Tom had used and fucked me in his office, wondering if it was about to happen again. My cunt is already becoming wet at the thought.

I knocked on Rob's door and waited.

“Come in, Evelyn", he shouted out.

I opened the door and walked in.

"Mmmmm, Evelyn looking quite the slut as always", Rob said with a grin on his face.

“Sit down slut" I just did as told, crossing my legs, making the shorter-than-normal skirt ride high up my thighs, my stocking tops almost on show.

Rob looked at my exposed legs, then spoke, “I had quite a chat with your Master earlier, and I've agreed with his request to give you a new role today"

"A new role, what kind of new role?" I queried with a puzzled look on my face.

Rob looked at me with what could only be described as an evil grin “Oh, you are going to be providing room service to some of our guests today,"  he chuckled as he told me this.

Just then, my phone pinged.

“Answer it slut, it will be your Master, I'm sure", Rob ordered me.

I opened my phone, and yes, he was right, it was a message from Sir.

I read it.

‘Slut, I want you to do whatever Rob asks of you today. I have agreed to you undertaking this new role today. I hope you will be a pleasure to his guests’

I now realise what would be expected of me, of this new role. I was to be a whore to certain guests of the hotel.

I should have been mortified with what I was being asked to do, but my nipples just became harder and small droplets of pussy juice dripped onto my seat. I was getting so turned on and horny with thoughts of being such a whore.

"Are you clear on what your Master wishes of you, Evelyn?" Rob, as always, seems to use my name, which gives me a sense of Humiliation that it is me doing these things, but at the same time excites me and makes me so horny when I hear it said.

"Yes, Sir, I am", I replied.

"Good, here is the key to room 110, which is unoccupied at present. You will find a list of guests and the relevant room Numbers to whom you will be providing your services today. The list details what outfit you are to wear to each. You will find the clothing lying on the bed in your room for the first on the list, the other outfits are hanging up in the wardrobe," all said if this was normal for me.

I had a tingly feeling flow through my body at how well planned Sir and Rob seemed to have arranged all this.

Rob brought me back from my thoughts, telling me sternly, "Now go slut, your first appointment is in less than an hour at 5 pm, go prepare yourself "

“Yes, Sir", I said as I stood up and headed to the door.

Rob stopped me as I was about open the door "Oh Fuck Evelyn, you definitely are a dirty slut, you've left a stain on the seat with your juices, just at the thought of being a complete whore tonight"

I smiled and blushed slightly, my head bowed as I knew he was right. Knowing I was going to be a whore for hotel guests had made me so wet and horny.

As I reached room 110, I tapped the card against the door lock and walked in, closing the door behind me.

There, lying on the bed was a sexy French maid's outfit, black seam stockings, a black 6 strap suspender belt and Black 5" high heel shoes together with an Envelope.

I picked up the Envelope and took out the letter inside, which was from Sir.

I began reading.

‘Evelyn, my wonderful, gorgeous, sexy slut, do you remember that first night with me when you were in my room, seeing you that night, I could see what a sexy woman you were, and when I first walked in, and you hadn't seen me, I knew I had to own you.

Well, I’m so lucky that this has become true and that you are so open to pushing your sexual limits to discover the true Evelyn, which was hidden for so many years, it seems.

Tonight, my owned little slut, I know these thoughts will be making you so wet already, I aim to push those boundaries further.

With Rob's assistance, we have arranged four guests for whom you will provide sexual services.

First Guest, Room 541, he wishes to find a sexy maid in his room, just as I did, all those months ago. The outfit is laid out for you; wear ONLY what is there. You are to go to his room at 5 pm and spend only 1 hour with him (no longer).

After that, return to this room, and in the wardrobe, there are three other outfits for you to wear in the three suit covers. Do not look or read the letter with instructions until you return to the room from each adventure. Take each hanger from left to right.

I hope you have a wonderful, amazing sexual night, Evelyn.

I will be in touch with you tomorrow, my little married slut xx’

Just reading the letter had my nipples standing to attention and juices dribbling from my cunt once again.

I undressed and showered, and then began to get dressed as instructed by Sir.

The short maid's dress didn't hide the tops of my stockings as I looked at myself in the mirror. I barely recognised the woman looking back at me as the same one who met Sir that first time.

Now all I saw was a sexy, adventurous and much more sexually confident woman who embraced being the slut I’d become.

I readied myself to leave the room at 4.50 pm, visibly excited to know I would be wandering through the hotel lifts and corridors dressed like I was. Knowing it would take me about ten minutes to get from the first floor to the 5th.

A young couple got into the lift with me on the first floor, and I could hear him whisper to his wife or girlfriend that now that's the kind of maid they wish they had service their room, which made me smile to myself. They got out on the 3rd floor, leaving me alone in the lift.

As the lift stopped at the 5th floor, the door opened to a crowd of maybe five or six women, obviously heading out on a hen night, going by how they were dressed (well, the bride-to-be, Sash, was a give-away lol). They all complimented me on my attire and figure and asked if I’d like to join them, which, whilst it was such a wonderful thought, I had to decline.

I strutted now, with extra confidence, down the corridor towards room 541.

I knocked on the door and waited.

The door opened, and a young, probably late 20s male stood in just his trousers. He had a nice body, not too muscly but no flab either.

“You must be Evelyn, the hotel maid”, he said to me, “Come in"

I slowly walked past him as he shut the door behind me.

Suddenly, I felt his hand go over my mouth, and his other hand grab me around my waist as he was directly behind me, pulling my body against him.

“Just do as you're told, and you won't get hurt", he said menacingly.

I wasn't sure if he was roleplaying or serious, so I did as he ordered me.

I felt his hand slide down over my stomach, over my waist, then lower under my very short maid's dress, finding my already wet pussy.

“Such a dirty little whore it seems, already so wet, I can see we're going to have lots of fun", he whispered in my ear, as I then felt him nuzzle on my neck, sending shivers of lust through my body, as his teeth were raking over my skin.

“No panties, my you are a whore definitely" as his fingers began to probe my bare, soaked cunt now.

I heard him unzip his pants and then felt his bare cock rub against the flesh of my arse, feeling it rub over the crack in my arse as he pushed my upper body down onto the bed, telling me to spread my legs.

I obeyed every order as my cunt was now open and waiting, needy for cock.

He just pushed his cock in my cunt in one big shove. I was thankful that I do get so soaked and lubricated so easily, with my juices, nowadays, allowing me to take it all as he began to just fuck the shit out of me, telling me what a whore of a maid I was.

He was ramming his cock in and out so deep and hard, taking pleasure for himself, using me just to fulfil what pleasure he needed as he saw fit.

My body was shaking and quivering with every pounding of his cock deep in my cunt, but I was loving it, loving being used like this. Even pleading with him to fuck me harder, to fuck this dirty whore.

I felt my whole body tense, then explode as my juices gushed from my cunt all around his cock.

However, he just kept fucking and fucking me through the huge orgasm I was having, not slowing down or stopping, causing me to continually cum over and over, finding it difficult to remain up on my high heels.

Finally, I felt his cock swell then spew out as huge a load of spunk deep in my cunt as I’d ever felt before, feeling it swirling around his cock, which was still inside me and leaking from the sides.

He pulled his cock from my cunt as I felt globes of his cum drip from me onto the carpet below.

He grabbed me by the hair, pulled me round, “Now kneel whore and suck me clean."

Quickly doing as told, I slid my mouth over the tip of his cock before taking as much as I could into my mouth, my tongue running around it, trying to clean as ordered.

He kept his cock in my mouth until I could feel him begin to harden once again.

Pulling me up by the hair, he drags me over to a chair in the window, the curtains wide open. He sits down, ordering me to continue sucking him.

There I was kneeling in the middle of a full-length window sucking cock in my sexy maid's outfit on view to anyone looking out the rooms in the part of the hotel building directly opposite us.

When he was hard again, he lifted me, having me stand against the window as he lubricated his fingers with my cunt juices before rubbing them over my asshole, then sliding his fingers slowly inside my ass, making me moan.

“Look whore, look at those two watching you. Watching the dirty whore being fingered in the ass right here in the window"

I shuddered as he said that, my cunt dribbling more juices mixed with residue of spunk.

“Now let's put on a good show whore let them watch you being fucked in the ass", as I then felt the tip of his cock push against my now lubricated hole.

I pushed back, arching my bum, trying to relax for him to get all his cock inside me. His hands came around the front of me, and he pulled down the front of my maid's dress, fully exposing my breasts. My nipples are now so hard pressed against the glass of the window.

Looking out over to the rooms opposite, I could see one man in his window openly wanking his cock as he watched me, which just seemed turn me on even more.

Suddenly, he gave a hard thrust, and I felt his cock plough into my ass, making me squeal and moan loudly, both with some pain but also pleasure.

He began fucking my ass roughly and hard, whispering in my ear as he did, asking me, “How did it feel to have someone wanking over me being a whore just 50 yards away in a room across from us?”

“Oh god, it makes me feel such a slut and whore seeing him jerking off watching you fuck my ass ", I moaned out.

Harder he fucked my ass now as juices dribbled again from my cun,t until I felt him tighten, holding his cock deep in my ass.

“Cum for me whore. Let him see you cum hard, squirt your juices over the window"

That sent me over the edge again, and I cum, juices squirting out of my cunt, splashing all over the bottom of the floor-to-ceiling window.

This sent him off, too, and he spurted his cum in the bowels of my ass.

The man across the way came too, shooting ropes of cum over his window now, too.

As I looked over, I saw him give me a clap, as if applauding my performance.

I felt the cock plop free of my ass, as he then walked away, leaving me on full view in the window.

I stood for a minute getting my breath back, coming down from my orgasm and then went to head to the toilet and clean up.

“Don't bother whore just go as you are, your £200 is there on the bedside cabinet", he said.

“My what!!" I said, shocked.

“Your £200 fee, I agreed", he said again.

I now realise that I wasn't only a slut and a whore, but that Sir and Rob were pimping me out to guests, selling my services tonight as a prostitute.

My mind was reeling, but my body was betraying me and was on fire. I shuddered slightly as I had a mini orgasm at the realisation of what I was to be tonight.

I picked up the money, opened the door and headed into the corridor, spunk running down my thighs, my breasts still exposed, still slightly in shock as I began making my way back to room 110 on the first floor.