Susie's Diary

2nd March 2018

Hi! My name's Susie. Oh, but you already know that, silly me. It's my diary, lol. Anyway, I've decided to write a diary because I'm so excited. I've been looking for a job for ages, I've had my photos on loads of websites. They were mainly photos of me on holiday in my bikini and selfies when I've got ready to go out, they were the only ones I had really. And I don't like the photos if I'm being honest. My friends are all super skinny, they could be models, and I'm more curvy. 'All tits, hips and arse' Daddy says. But it worked, because yesterday I got an email from a gentleman looking for a cleaner.

He's an older man, I'm only 23, and he lives alone and needs some help. He sounds very distinguished in his email. He used all sorts of fancy words and he was so formal.

He asked me to go for an interview today and wear a uniform. I told you he was very formal.

I didn't know where to get a maid's uniform so I went to the costume shop on our local high street. They had one just like you see in the old films. It's a black and white dress, the skirt's very frilly and quite short. The man in the shop called it 'a French maid's outfit'. I told him I wasn't French, but he didn't think that would matter.

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So, I'm all dressed ready to go. You know, it even came with one of those little headband things. It looks so cute with my blonde curls. I couldn't wear my bra underneath the dress, the bodice is so tight. I'll have to be careful my boobs don't fall out. They're quite big you know. Daddy says they're my best feature. Well, he's my step-dad really. But he loves me so much he asked me to call him daddy. He's such a sweetie, always cuddling me and saying how pretty I am.

My taxi should be here any minute. I'm wearing high-heels. Daddy says they make young ladies look very elegant. So I don't want to walk to far and get sore feet. I'll let you know how I get on.

Bye!! Xxx

3rd March

Hi! It's me again. Sorry I didn't write yesterday. I just had so much to do. Anyway, I got the job! Yay me!! So let me tell you all about it.

Well first, the taxi driver was super nice. He kept looking in the mirror at me and smiling. I told him I was going for an interview and would you believe it, he told me if it was him he'd give me the job straight away. I was feeling really confident about my interview. But guess what I realised when I sat down in the taxi? I forgot to put my knickers on!! The seat was so cold against my tushy. Anyway, the nice taxi driver gave me his mobile number and said to call him when I had finished my interview and he would make sure I got home safely.

The house is very big and full of antiques. It looked clean and tidy to me but Sir assured me I was going to be invaluable to him. Invaluable!! He's so smart and very good looking for an older man. He told me to call him Sir and not Mr Salsbury or David, because that's the correct thing to do.

He showed me all around the house, his bedroom is huge! He even let me walk up the stairs in front of him. He said that's what a gentleman should do. My boyfriends never did that. When we got to the top of the stairs, I caught my heel in the carpet and fell forward, I'm so clumsy. But he never even mentioned it. In fact he told me there and then that I had the job. He told me my uniform was absolutely perfect and I was to wear exactly what I had on every day. Not to change one single thing!!

I start my job tomorrow. He had to get a few things sorted out. And, he needs me every day!! It feels so good to be a working girl. Daddy will be so proud of me.

4th March

I had a really good day. Sir is full of praise, always standing behind me saying 'lovely'. He's a writer and works from home. He has an office and everything!

So today he wanted me to clean the cobwebs in every room. I didn't really see many cobwebs, but he's my boss so I just have to do what he says. He was very considerate though. He had a little stepladder for me to use and one of those old fashioned feather dusters. My granny used to have one, lol.

He said he needed to supervise me whilst I worked to make sure I did it to his standard. But, I didn't mind. He asked me lots of questions, about my family, what I do for pleasure (that's the word he actually used, pleasure! I'm going to learn so much from him, I can feel it) and my boyfriends. He seemed surprised that I don't have a boyfriend.

Sir even stood at the bottom of the stepladder in case it wobbled or something. He did it in every room, just stood while I climbed the ladder and waited patiently below me as I worked.

And do you know what? Not once did he say anything about me not wearing any knickers. Such a gentleman! At first I was embarrassed but perhaps he didn't even notice, the skirt is quite frilly.

5th March

Very busy day today. I was polishing the furniture. I had to make sure all the wood was polished, even the legs and feet of the tables and chairs. This meant having to get down on my hands and knees at times, although I didn't realise until a bit later that when I did that my boobs had moved and the pink bit around my nipples were showing. I'm sure my boss didn't notice, he didn't say anything.

He also showed me how to remove a stain from the coffee table. He was very helpful and showed me exactly how to do it. He leant over me and held my hand and rubbed the wood stain into the table. We had to rub really hard and the table was quite low, it felt like I was almost doubled over. I would say it took a good five minutes of furious rubbing for us to get that stain covered up.

Come to think of it, that could have been when by boobs moved. It happens a lot, the curse of having 'the best titties in the world' Daddy says, but he's so kind and always helps me sort it out, pushing them back into place. He'll even massage my boobs for me when it's my time of the month. He tells me to take off my bra and then he massages my back first to work all the knots out, and then he concentrates on the front. He says it's super important that they are massaged well, including the nipples. He read online that it's good for girls.

7th March

Sir really is funny. He always gives me a kiss on the cheek and a hug when I arrive and leave work, and he's always touching my arm or putting his arm on the small of my back. He told me that his family is very 'demonstrative'. I was a bit worried at first when he said that, but he explained that it means they are affectionate and like touching. I suppose it's quite sweet. My mum never used to give me that many hugs, but Daddy soon made up for that.

10th March

I'm back again!

Bathroom cleaning today. I scrubbed away at that bath making sure it was spotless, my back felt a little sore from bending over so much, the extra weight of Sir leaning over me to make sure I didn't miss a spot probably didn't help.

Before I cleaned the toilet Sir had a pee. I was going to leave the room, but he said he would only be a moment. I tried not to look at his penis, but it was hard not to. It looked so big and thick. I've seen penises before, I've had two boyfriends you know. But daddy's was the first one I saw in real life. It was an accident, he forgot to lock the bathroom door when he was having a shower, but he said it was perfectly normal to be naked around family. He told me to call it a cock, 'willy' is for little boys apparently, and I could look at it any time I wanted, I could even touch it if mum was out. But Sir's was the biggest one I've ever seen.

He then told me to have a pee too. He said it was better to do it now before I cleaned it, which makes sense if you think about it. I'm so glad I don't wear knickers to work, that would have embarrassing. Sitting on the toilet with my knickers around my ankles.

I think Sir did notice my nipples the other day. When I was cleaning the sink and mirror, I could see his eyes were fixed firmly on my boobs. They were jiggling about quite a lot. He must have been making sure they didn't pop out again. So thoughtful.

21st March

I haven't been doing much cleaning the past couple of days. Sir has asked me to help him with his writing. It's such an honour to be asked. He asked me to read some passages from his books aloud. He wanted to hear the words with a woman's voice, he said.

I have to say I was a bit shocked at first. My daddy would call them mucky books but Sir calls them erotica. I don't really know the difference.

So I've spent the past few days reading to him. He writes such dirty words though, especially for such a classy man. Words like; pussy, cock, fuck, tits (although daddy uses that one a lot too).

And the things he has the people doing! They're always having sex, and not just men and women. Sometimes it's two women, other times it's two men and one time I read about two men and one woman. Together at the same time! I had to read that to him twice. Sometimes he takes a short break when I read to him. He has to go and stretch his legs, he says.

1st April

Today Sir said he had a present for me. I thought perhaps he was joking, because it is of course April Fool's day. But no! He did actually have a present for me. It was in a lovely red bag with a matching ribbon, I've kept the bag and ribbon, they are so pretty that I can perhaps use them again. So, my present was 2 pairs of black stockings and a suspender belt with garters. He said he was thinking about one of his characters wearing them and was wondering if they felt comfortable or not, and if they were difficult to put on and take off. So, I have to wear them and let him know how they feel.

3rd April

Dave, my taxi driver, who picks me up every morning and takes me home every afternoon, thinks the stockings are the 'perfect touch'. I must admit I do feel special wearing them, they are so silky against my skin. Don't tell anyone but, I also like they way the belt helps hold my tummy in. It's quite a large one that you wear almost like knickers, just that there's nothing over my hooha.

10th April

Such a funny day today. Sir asked me to help him again with his work. He said he was writing a very descriptive bit in his new book. I had to stand in front of him with one of my legs raised, my foot resting on a little stool. Apparently he was having trouble describing his female character's leg. And he said that since I was wearing high heels and stockings, like his character, he would describe my legs. He also asked for my permission to touch my leg. He ran his hands up and down my leg for a few minutes, and said he was getting some great ideas. So, in a way I'm going to be in his book!!

11th April

This time I had to lay on the bed in his guest room with my arms stretched out above my head. My arms got a little bit sore and it was boring. But, he is paying me, so if he wants to pay me to help with his book instead of the cleaning, I'm not complaining. I was a little bit worried about my dress though. I'm sure it had ridden up because it really is quite short. Down there felt as though it was showing, I could feel a breeze at the top of my thighs. But Sir said not to worry. He said my pussy was very pretty but hardly showing and that he wouldn't look. I'm not quite sure what he was writing about today.

18th April

I've had a few days off work. Sir's nephew was staying with him over the Easter holidays. So I had the chance to go home and visit my daddy. He said he really missed me. Since my mum ran off a couple of years ago it's just been me and him. I'm very lucky to have him in my life. He's not my real dad, and he'd only been with my mum for a year before she left, but he said he would always be my daddy and that his home was my home. How sweet! He wanted to hear all about my new job. So I sat on his lap and told him all about it, he said he was so proud of me. He got a little bit angry when I told him Sir wasn't married and it was normally just the two of us alone in the house, he said some men would take advantage of a girl like me.

21st April

Sir was very fidgety when I arrived at work this morning, he just didn't seem himself. He was like it all day and stayed in his office, so unusual. Anyway, about half an hour before I finished work he called me into his office. I was so nervous, I was sure he was going to fire me.

Turns out he was having trouble with another scene in his book. He wanted to write about the woman's breasts but he was struggling because they are all different, the nipples too. And it's true, my friend Josie has really weird nipples, but I'm not going to say anything horrible about her, you know, girl code!

Sir said he hated to ask but would I mind if he had a look at mine, because I'm very similar to the heroine in his book. He said it would be all very professional. I felt a bit uncomfortable at first, but when he said she was the 'heroine', well I couldn't say no. It's like I'm going to be a role model or something.

I just had to pull the top of my dress down a bit and lift my breasts until my nipples were free. I only sat like this for a couple of minutes before Sir said I could go. And thinking about it, me and my friends have gone topless on the beach, so it wasn't a big deal really.

22nd April

I was called into his office again today, almost straight away. I had to pose like I did yesterday. So I sat in the chair opposite his at his desk.and pulled my dress down. When it was down as far as it would go, I wiggled my breasts about until my nipples were out.

It was a bit strange when I had to tease my nipples to make them hard, but Sir said he needed to know if they grew big and changed colour when played with. He then knelt in front of me and studied the colour of my breasts and nipples, a dusky pink, is the colour of my nipples apparently. He has to be very descriptive when he writes, his readers want to know every little detail.

He then asked if he could kind of weigh them in his hands, to see if they felt heavy or something. I didn't mind, so he held a breast in each hand. He kept squeezing them and saying how soft they were. Sometimes he would flick his thumb over my nipples, 'to keep them hard', he said. It made my hooha tingle a bit, but don't tell anyone.

We stayed like that for ages until he said I could go and dust in the living room.

29th April

I've been spending my working hours divided between cleaning and posing for Sir. He calls me his 'muse'. I had to look it up when I got home this afternoon, I didn't want to look stupid in front of him. It means ' a person who is a source of inspiration for a creative artist'. I couldn't believe it when I read that, it made me feel so warm inside and important. Oh, but I do like the band Muse!

30th April

I was washing the skirting boards in the hallway when Sir said he had a rather personal question to ask me and he hoped I wouldn't be offended. He wanted to know if young ladies masturbated on a regular basis. Oh, I could feel my cheeks burning, they must have been bright red. His nephew, who stayed during the Easter holiday, had been telling him about some of the girls he had dated. And apparently he'd told him that girls nowadays were obsessed with sex and sex toys. Turns out his nephew is only a year younger than me, I thought he was about 10 or something.

Anyway, I told him that my girlfriends were always talking about sex and told him the name of a couple of websites that they buy things from. He seemed happy with that and went back to his office.

8th May

Another gift was waiting for me today. The new character in his book, who he is basing on me (high-five!), is a modern young women. She is confident, sexually open and very active. Maybe not that much like me afterall, I don't really like sport.

So, my present was a small silver bullet, 'for her pleasure'. I was so embarrassed! But Sir said not to be. He said sex was a natural and very important part of our lives and we should all be more open about it. That's why he writes his books. In fact, he said I should go straight to his bedroom and try my new toy, to show that I appreciated his gift. He also said I could then tell him all about it so he could write a scene.

It felt really strange laying on his bed. The door to his bedroom was closed but I still felt funny about it. Anyway, I took the little bullet out of the packaging and removed the little tab so that the battery would work. It was quite heavy for its size and cold. I twisted the bottom part of the toy and it buzzed into action, the more I twisted it, the more it vibrated.

I touched the piece of cold metal to my special place and felt it vibrate against my outer lips, it felt tingly and nice. I pushed it through my lips and pressed it lightly against my clit. It made my tummy clench and I felt a small gush of wetness leave me. I'd never felt anything like it before. I moved it up and down, coating it in my wetness, it felt warm now, and I put it back against my clit. I could feel the vibrations going right through my body and before I knew it my hips were rocking and I was pushing it harder against me. My breathing was getting heavy and I couldn't help the little noises I was making. Suddenly out of nowhere I felt all this pressure and tingling. So many sensations were rippling through my body, my legs were shaking and then I was screaming. Screaming as my first real orgasm ripped through my body, I didn't want it to ever stop. I think my boyfriends lied to me about women not really enjoying sex.

I lay on his bed a few more minutes, I felt like jelly all over, warm jelly. When I climbed off of the bed I noticed a wet patch on the bedding. I would have to change his bedding before I left.

When I left his room Sir was coming out of the bedroom next to his. His face was all red and he was sweating. He told me I didn't need to tell him if I enjoyed my gift, he'd heard every little moan of pleasure. I was really embarrassed, but he said not to be. He gave me a hug and when I said I needed to change his bedding, he told me to leave it and he would do it later.

20th May

I've been bringing my bullet to work every day. Sir says it's healthy to have an orgasm every day, otherwise we get frustrated and our mood darkens and it leads to bad life choices. I have to say I do feel so much better after I've orgasmed. I feel happy and relaxed. And Sir always waits in the next room and gives me a lovely cuddle when I've finished.

23rd May

Today Sir said he could see a change in me. He said I had transformed into a beautiful butterfly. No one has ever said anything like that to me before. Apparently my new found sexual confidence was showing, shining like a bright light. I don't really know what he meant, but I'm sure it was something good.

When it was time for me to have my 'orgasm break', that's what we call it, Sir said it was time to move to the next level. I went into his bedroom and he followed me in. I had to lie on the bed and show him how I pleasure myself with his gift. After saying such lovely things about me I was eager to please. So I climbed onto the bed, lay on my back and spread my legs wide.

Sir sat at the bottom of the bed and looked straight at my hooha. I had to fight the urge to close my legs and when he reminded me that he had seen it before and that I had the most beautiful pussy he'd ever seen, I felt my legs open even more all by themselves. I could feel cool air as my lips parted, opening me up to him. I was so wet by now that I could feel it dripping down between my bum cheeks.

I put the bullet against my clit, I knew this wouldn't take long. I couldn't stop looking at Sir as he stared between my legs. Just as I could feel my orgasm coming he put his hand over mine and stopped me. He wanted to know why I didn't play with my nipples when I played with myself. I hadn't really thought about it.

Anyway, he asked if it was ok if he got my breasts out. He pulled the top of my dress down low and pulled my boobs right out. He told me to put the bullet back on my clit. When I did he took my boobs in his hands and started kneading them. He then leant over me and sucked one of my nipples straight into his mouth. Omg!! It was wonderful. He sucked and licked my nipples. He was right, I should have done this before. And then, he bit my nipple! And would you believe I orgasmed. My nipple's still a bit sore even now.