The Sissy Maid Ch. 01

By this point I'd lost all sense of time. I'd run my tongue over his hairy balls and taken them, one at a time, into my mouth, feeling their heaviness on my tongue. I'd kissed and licked the entire shaft countless times. I'd buried my face between his legs and breathed deeply of his sweaty scent. My hands groped his hairy thighs and belly, nails clawing at his skin as my excitement grew. I found myself taking more of his cock into my mouth, pulling him deeper and deeper into my throat. I could hear him groaning loudly now, and I knew he was close.

I let him cum in my mouth, the hot, sticky liquid pooling around my tongue and oozing down my throat. Cupping his balls in my hands, I continued to massage the head of his cock with my tongue, gently, savouring the sweet, salty taste of his cum. I swallowed then licked his cock from tip to base to ensure I'd cleaned up every last trace of cum and spit, adhering to my duties until the end.

"I can tell you enjoyed that," Mr Malone said, tenderly stroking my cheek once I had finished cleaning his dick. "I hope I'll be able to reward you in similar fashion for a job well done next week."

"I hope so, too," I said, licking my lips, unable to taste anything but his cum. I gave that wondrous head one more kiss and rose to my feet.

I left the office in a daze. The walk down the gravel driveway, already tricky in these heels, was made even more challenging with my head still dreaming about cock. I exited through the gate without thinking and was outside on the street before I realised that not only was I still wearing my maid uniform, but the bag containing my boy clothes was back in Mr Malone's office on the couch where I'd left it.

I pressed the button on the panel and waited. There was no response.