Get him some hot coffee

“M-master!?” Shuichi stammered, taken aback by the title. “U-uh, well… I originally just came here for some coffee, so could you pour me a cup of that?”

“Of course, Master.” Kirumi stood back up and poured Shuichi a cup of coffee on the silver tray she had brought in, leaning over in the process. This gave Shuichi a perfect view of her flawless rear and her pink pussy lips. It was clear even from this angle that she waxed diligently, leaving not a single hair behind to block the view of her beautiful box.

“Here you are, sir.” Kirumi turned back around, coffee cup in hand, and carefully sat herself into Shuichi’s lap. Shuichi blushed but tried his best not to squirm as he felt the soft bottoms of her thighs press against him and her groin place itself right over his dick.

“Th-thank you, Ms. Tojo,” Shuichi replied, letting the maid gently bring the rim of the cup to his lips. “Mmm… this is very good coffee.”

“Thank you, Master,” Kirumi said in between Shuichi’s sips. “May I also recommend our cakes? Their sweet taste goes very well with the bitterness of the espresso.”

“S-sure, I’ll try one,” he replied.

Kirumi nodded and carefully put the coffee cup back on the table before retrieving a small yellow cake for Shuichi. The maid pressed her soft breasts against his chest as she brought the cake up to his lips and let him take a bite. He did indeed enjoy the taste, but crumbs fell onto his lower lip as result of the bite.

“Allow me to clean those for you, Master,” Kirumi said before leaning forward and licking the crumbs off Shuichi’s face. He blushed wildly as he felt her delicate tongue tickled his lower lip, her beautiful eyes looking up into his as she did so. If she noticed Shuichi growing hard beneath her thighs, she certainly didn’t show it. “There, all clean.”

“Th-thank you, Ms. Tojo,” Shuichi replied as Kirumi returned to helping him sip coffee.

“Oh, it would appear you are out of espresso,” Kirumi noticed. “Would you like to have some more, Master?”

“Y-yes, I would,” Shuichi replied as his eyes continued to explore her barely clothed body.

“Would you like it… in a cup?” Kirumi asked inquisitively.

“I-is there any other way?” Shuichi asked back.

“Well, you can certainly get creative if you so desire,” she said, Shuichi’s eyes locking onto her soft lips.

“Th-then, could you, uh… could you… could you please…” the office boy stammered, unable to finish his sentence.

“Please, Master, I can’t follow your orders unless you’re being clear,” Kirumi interrupted, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. “Please, speak with conviction and confidence. You need not be embarrassed around your servant.”

“C-could you… please give it to me by mouth?” Shuichi eventually managed to say.

“As you wish, Master.” Kirumi picked up the tea pot full of coffee she brought and poured some into her mouth, careful not to burn herself. Then, she pulled herself towards Shuichi and pressed her lips against his, letting the coffee pour into his mouth along with her tongue. The kiss was hot in every sense of the word, with their mouths steaming as their lusts began to catch fire. Shuichi, growing bolder, wrapped his arms around Kirumi’s body and caressed her back as he held her tightly. Kirumi, in turn, danced her tongue around his as a she subtly ground herself into Shuichi’s lap, her pussy pressing right up against his dick through their clothes.

Soon, their mouths ran out of coffee, but the kiss continued regardless. Shuichi just kept pressing his mouth into hers, growing addicted to the feeling of her lips as he pushed her back onto the other side of the couch. Now lying on top of Kirumi, Shuichi reached his hands upwards and slipped them underneath her apron. He grabbed ahold of her soft breasts and squeezed, kneading them with his fingers and causing her moan and whimper into his mouth.

“M-master… you touched my breasts without my permission…” Kirumi gasped, a light flush appearing on her face as Shuichi kept playing with her tits. “You’re lucky I’m your lowly servant… or else I might have found that rude~”

“Sorry, it’s just… I’ve been dreaming about touching these ever since we first met,” Shuichi replied as he twirled his fingers around her nipples.

“That is unsurprising; I’ve seen the way male employees like you look at me sometimes,” she replied, surprisingly little malice in her voice. “Tell me, does it arouse you to know that you’re currently playing with the body of the woman who could have you fired on a whim?”

“Y-yes, it does!” Shuichi admitted, his dick pressing up even harder against Kirumi’s body through his pants. “F-fuck… If I did this in the office, I wouldn’t just get fired, you’d probably have me arrested to… but… that didn’t mean I didn’t want to…”

“You really like my breasts that much, don’t you?” Kirumi asked as he kept kneading her tits. “Well then, may I suggest that we do something special with them? Breasts are meant for milk, so why don’t I give you some cream for your coffee?”

“Y-you can’t be serious,” Shuichi stammered. “You mean, you can lactate?”

“I’m afraid not, but I can do the next best thing with your permission.” Kirumi waited for Shuichi to nod before pulling herself out from underneath him and removing her apron entirely, leaving her completely naked. Once free, she took a cup of creamer from her serving tray, leaned back onto the couch, and began to pour the milk onto the top of her breasts. Using her free arm to make sure none escaped out the bottom, Kirumi turned the valley between her breasts into glistening cup of milk. “Please, drink at your leisure.”

Shuichi swallowed loudly and brought himself back over to Kirumi. Brining his face down to her bosom, he began to sip up as much sweet milk as he could. His lips kissed her soft skin again and again as he dove into her chest, teasing Kirumi’s senses and forcing her to hold back whimpers. Then, when there wasn’t enough milk left for Shuichi to drink, he licked it up instead. He slid his tongue all along between her breasts, making them slick with his spit as he returned to kneading them with his hands. He, of course, continued even after the last drop of creamer was gone, tranced by both the feel and taste of her breasts, and enjoying the way the maid moaned whenever he licked a particularly sensitive spot.

“My, you are rather ravenous aren’t you, Master?” Kirumi gasped. “Would you like more milk, or would you prefer something else?”

“W-well… there are other things I want to do, but you’ve been so nice to me so far… maybe we should do what you want to do instead?” Shuichi suggested.

“Master! You insult me!” Kirumi raised her voice. “As I said before, my wants are your wants. Please, tell me to do what you wish, no matter how demeaning or selfish those wishes may be. I beg you!”

“O-okay, calm down!” Shuichi replied defensively. “How about… you spread your p-pussy wide and… masturbate for me?”

“That is much better.” Kirumi didn’t hesitate to meet Shuichi’s request, removing her black gloves and spreading her legs wide to make sure he got a good look at what was between them. “Feel free to get as close as you desire.”

Shuichi nodded and knelt in front of Kirumi’s snatch just as she spread her labia wide with her fingers. It felt a little strange seeing a vagina so up close for the first time, but it was still quite the entrancing sight. He could make out her labia and clitoral hood quite clearly, and the scent of her juices wafting from inside made his dick throb even harder inside his pants. The office boy watched in fascination as his boss took two of her fingers and slipped them knuckle deep into her wet pussy while her other hand began to play with her hard clit.

“Wow… so that’s how girls do it?” Shuichi asked as Kirumi began to thrust her fingers in and out.

“Well… all girls have their own special ways of doing it, but this is how I prefer to do it, yes,” Kirumi answered over the damp sounds of her own finger fucking.

“If you don’t mind me asking… how often do you do this?” Shuichi asked, bringing his face so close that some of her juices splashed onto his face.

“I would do it every day if I could, but to be honest I only ever feel turned on enough to do it after serving in the café,” she replied, fingers picking up speed.

“And… how often do you … have sex with your clients?” Shuichi asked, seeing how far he could push her.

“Only about half the time,” Kirumi replied, still talking casually even as her masturbation grew furious. “Some don’t want to, but others simply can’t work up the nerve. But I can tell that you’re not going to be one of those people.”

Shuichi glanced upwards for a moment and saw the expectations gleaming in her eyes. “N-no, of course not,” he replied. “B-but before we move onto that, there’s something else I want you to do.”

“Of course, Master.” Kirumi bowed her head as she kept schlicking herself. “Anything you desire.”

“Could you… beg for my dick?” Shuichi asked, voice cracking just a little. “I want to know that you… appreciate it and… want it… more than anything else in the world.”

Kirumi smiled at Shuichi and got down onto her knees in front of him.

“It would be my honor, Master.” Kirumi reached forward and unzipped Shuichi’s pants, letting his throbbing cock bounce free from inside. “Oh my! Such a magnificent specimen. By far one of the finer cocks that I’ve seen.” Kirumi began to delicately caress the side of Shuichi’s dick with her silky hand. “It looks so hard and tasty… it practically makes my mouth water just looking at it.”

“G-good… keep going!” Shuichi grunted approvingly as the maid kept servicing him.

“It would please me so much if you were to grace the inside of my body with your divine pole,” Kirumi said, her voice maintaining its professional demeanor even as she spoke sultrily. “I don’t care which hole you use either. You can ravage my mouth, pound my pussy, or even my ass. I want you to use me like you would a sex toy, rough and violent and no holding back. I want you to bathe me in your magnificent cum, and grace me with the smell of your hot musk. Please, use your cock and fuck me so hard that I’ll only be able to think of you when I’m with my next Master.”

“Yes… that’s it!” Shuichi gasped. By now, the maid’s face was so close to Shuichi’s dick that he could feel her breath on his shaft, and the tip was already starting to leak precum. “Now, lick at it too!”

“Yes, Master.” Kirumi obediently placed her tongue at the base of Shuichi’s shaft and slowly ran it up to the tip, creating a perfectly straight line of spit that glistened in the light of the room. Once at the tip, Kirumi pressed her lips against the boy’s glans and licked up all the precum she could. “Mmm… thank you, Master, for letting me taste your delicious cum. Any woman would be lucky to have such amazing seed grace their tongues.”

“Y-you’re welcome,” Shuichi replied, blushing more at the compliment than he was blushing at the sight of his dick in front of his boss’s face. “Do you think you could maybe… take it all the way inside your mouth?”

“Of course I can; a good maid is always the pinnacle of restraint, and have never once gagged no matter how rough or how big my clients have been,” Kirumi assured him, hand still stroking.

“W-well then… do you want to put that to the test?” Shuichi suggested, only for his confidence to crumble a second later. “A-actually, forget I said that! I-I should probably just go and-“

“Of course you may test me, Master.” Kirumi interrupted, not the least bit phased. “And I promise I will not disappoint.”

Kirumi pulled herself onto the couch next to Shuichi and lied down onto her back, her mouth hanging tantalizingly open while her ass pointed straight up into the air and allowing the office boy to get another good look at her waxed pussy.

“You may start at your leisure,” Kirumi announced without an ounce of shame.

Shuichi swallowed nervously but got into position in front of her anyways, lightly grabbing her neck and pressing the tip of his dick into her upside-down mouth. Shuichi shivered the instant the first few inches were inside, almost overwhelmed by the sensations that coursed though his body. Her tongue rested on the top of his dick instead of the bottom and lovingly slid across it while her drool dripped down the sides of his shaft and pooled at the smooth roof of her mouth pressing against the bottom of his cock. He could also feel the entrance of her throat press around the very tip, almost begging the boy to move even further into her. Shuichi told himself that it was too late to back down, so he grabbed ahold of Kirumi’s naked breasts and thrust himself the rest of the way forward.

“Gllk!” Kirumi let out a loud swallow as Shuichi finally bottomed out inside her, his entire length now enveloped by her warm flesh. Looking down, he could even see the outline of his throbbing cock as it stretched her throat, letting him know exactly how deep he went. He would have stayed there for a while to enjoy these feelings, but he remembered that even the Ultimate Maid still had to breathe and pulled away.

He could feel her take a breath through her nose as he cleared her throat, but she didn’t seem to be even close to gagging yet, which Shuichi took as a good sign. Grasping the maid’s soft breasts even harder, Shuichi began to thrust himself in and out. His groin slammed into her face again and again, sending spit everywhere as he fucked his boss’s mouth with all his strength. To his amazement, Kirumi didn’t have any trouble breathing even as he picked up speed, allowing him to plow her face without pausing for even and instant.

He could still see that she was getting aroused, however; it was hard not to with her pussy practically in his face. He could see her labia puff slightly as they filled with blood, and her juices start to leak out and run down her belly. Meanwhile, her nipples were so hard they were practically like diamonds, allowing him to squeeze them tightly as he kept playing with her breasts.

“Fuck! Your mouth feels so good, Ms. Tojo! I can’t believe you’re letting me do this!” Shuichi grunted as he could feel her tongue swirl around him in reverence. “Thank you so much! I promise… never to goof off at work again! Aaaah!”

Kirumi, for her part, simply remained silent except for the wet noises her mouth made whenever Shuichi thrust his hips forward. She was clearly focused on her task, and that was being as good as a fuck-hole as possible for her Master. Shuichi, meanwhile, was growing far less focused as his mind became overwhelmed with pleasure. His balls slapped softly against Kirumi’s face as they began to tighten, his sperm just about ready to boil over and start shooting down the maid’s throat.

“K-kirumi!” Shuichi gasped, calling his boss by her first name for the very first time. “I’m getting close! If you want me to pull out, o-or slow down… now’s the time to tell me!”

The maid/CEO remained silent and still, however, so Shuichi took that as permission to go all out. His hips became a flurry as he raced towards his orgasm, stretching her throat again and again as he mauled her breasts and pummeled her soft lips. He became such a panting mess of sex and energy that he didn’t even care that she was his boss. Nothing in the world could make him hesitate anymore.

Soon, he felt his orgasm finally come, which caused his whole body to go stiff. With his cock lodged firmly as far as it could go, Shuichi found himself unable to do anything but gasp and shoot wad after wad into Kirumi’s warm gullet. Even though she didn’t need to swallow with his cock so deep inside her, she still did so to show her appreciation and help milk out every last drop of his cum. His orgasm lasted much longer than she anticipated, and she could feel herself starting to grow a little lightheaded from the lack of oxygen, but to her that was a small sacrifice to make for her Master to be satisfied.

“Aaaah… that was amazing, Ms. Tojo.” Shuichi sighed as he slowly calmed down. “Ms. Tojo? Ah! Oh dear!”

Shuichi looked down at the girl’s face and saw that she had started to grow pale

“I-I’m so sorry, Ms. Tojo!” Shuichi said as he hastily popped his dick back out of her throat. “Please, forgive me!”

“It is fine, Master. No harm was done,” Kirumi assured him as she caught her breath and wiped her mouth. “Thank you for letting me fulfill your desire. Do you wish for me to do anything else for you? Perhaps you would like more coffee, or tea, or perhaps you would want to know what it is like to use another one of my holes?”

“Ah, well…” Shuichi gasped, his eyes drifting back up to the woman’s exposed pussy. “I would, but, uh… I think I’m going to have to rest a little bit.”

“That won’t be necessary.” In a flash, Kirumi reached into her headband and pulled out a green pill from a small hidden pocket.

“Oh, you carry around those Ultimate Pharmacist pills?” Shuichi asked, recognizing it.

“Of course I do.” Kirumi responded, now sitting on the couch normally. “After all, a woman who doesn’t carry around something that can excite a man is just as foolish as one who doesn’t carry her own birth control.”

“So, that means you’re safe, right?” Shuichi asked hopefully.

“I did insert a diaphragm just before I came in here, but I can remove it if you desire the chance to impregnate me,” Kirumi said without even a hint of hesitation.

“No no no, that’s fine!” Shuichi insisted, waving his arms wildly. “I’m not ready to have a kid just yet.”

“Very well then,” Kirumi said as she placed the pill between her lips. “With your permission, Master, I’d like to get started.”

Shuichi nodded, at down onto the couch, and allowed the maid to crawl into his lap. There, she carefully guided the pill into his mouth and helped him swallow it, the effects taking hold almost instantly as she felt his cock start to come back to life underneath her.

“Would you prefer to be on top, or would you like me to do the work?” Kirumi asked as the kiss broke.

“I-I don’t want to be… passive,” Shuichi replied with his hands on her shoulders.

“Of course, Master.” Kirumi lied down onto the couch and spread her legs and her labia wide, giving him unrestricted access to her most sensitive parts. “Do with me what you will.”

Shuichi lined himself up and thrust himself forward using the CEO’s hips. She was so wet that he had absolutely no trouble slipping into her love tunnel, where he again held himself steady for a moment to get used to the sensation. He was shocked to find that her pussy was even warmer than her throat, and that her walls seemed to caress his length with tender care that rivaled even her gentle hands.

“I trust that my vagina is more than satisfactory?” Kirumi said as Shuichi began to thrust and the room filled with the sounds of their groins slapping into each other.

“Yes! Of course it is! Oh man, I can’t believe how tight you are!” Shuichi gasped, holding onto Kirumi’s sides tightly as she built up his speed.

“Would you like me to start praising your cock again now that my mouth is free, or would you rather I remain silent, Master? It’s not that I’m not feeling good – just the opposite,” Kirumi said as her cunt gave his length a particularly hard squeeze. “But I, of course, defer to your whims.”

“Could you… just say that you love me?” Shuichi asked, not entirely sure where the request came from.

“Of course I can. You are my Master, and I love you more than anything in the world,” Kirumi said as her voice suddenly became warm and loving. “You are beautiful, and kind, and so well-mannered. I love how much energy you have, and the way you look at me so longingly.”

“E-even when I looked at you in the office?” Shuichi asked, his cock twitching deep inside her at the compliment.

“Yes, even then, Master,” Kirumi said, her arms gently wrapping around Shuichi’s back even as his thrusts grew more violent. “Every time I saw you glance over at me, I couldn’t help but feel a my heart flicker. It would be unprofessional to act on those feelings there, but here… we don’t have to worry about that.”

Shuichi grunted and closed his eyes, letting himself get lost in the fantasy. He knew what she was saying couldn’t be true, that she was just doing all this to make him happy, but he wanted to believe it anyways just like with Kae.

“You are so strong and handsome… stronger than you even know,” Kirumi whispered into his ear, hands running up and down his back as he slammed deeper into her with every stroke. “If it wasn’t against company policy… I would have asked you out ages ago~”

“Fuck! I’m starting to get… why Reol loves this so much!” Shuichi thought to himself, cock throbbing with each declaration of love.

“And you know what else, Master?” Kirumi asked, her hands gripping the back of Shuichi’s shirt extra tightly. “I know I’m supposed to have no desires of my own, but… even I couldn’t help but feel disappointed that you didn’t ask me to remove my diaphragm.”

“W-what!?” Shuichi gasped as he gave an extra powerful thrust.

“That’s right… if I could, I would love to carry a little bit of you inside me. People would talk, but I could always just say I went to a fertility clinic instead. No one would be the wiser~” she continued, prompting Shuichi’s dick to start throbbing powerfully inside her.

“Do… do you know what you’re saying, Ms. Tojo!?” Shuichi gasped as the couch beneath them became soaked with their juices. “E-even for pillow talk, that’s-“

“Oh no, it’s not just pillow talk, Master. I mean it,” Kirumi replied as the boy’s thrusts into her quivering pussy reached a fever pitch. “I would have you child if you allowed me to, and I would be happy about it. In fact, it isn’t too late. If you would allow me, Master, I could still take out my diaphragm before-“

Kirumi was cut off why Shuichi’s sudden orgasmic moans as he began to unload inside her. Shot after shot of his thick cum fired out and caked diaphragm inside her, each trying desperately to enter her womb and start hunting down her eggs. Instead, they just pooled uselessly at the end of her pussy and filled the maid with a comforting, warm feeling as Shuichi collapsed into her chest and used her soft breasts like pillows.

“Nevermind then, Master. Perhaps we can save that for another time.” Kirumi gently reached her hand up and stroke Shuichi’s black hair. “You first hour is almost up, Master. Is there any other desire you wish to have me fulfill, or would you prefer to leave now?”

“Yeah…” Shuichi replied, snuggling his face into the woman’s comforting chest. “Can you help me stop being so pathetic all the time?”

Shuichi hoped to hear more comforting words but, instead, felt a sharp pain on the top of his skull as something hit him on the head.

“Ow!” Shuichi recoiled and began rubbing the spot where he was hit. “What was that for?”

“I’m sorry, Master, but if there is one thing I cannot abide by it is having those I serve talk about themselves in such a demeaning manor – outside of submission play, of course.” Kirumi placed a comforting hand on the boy’s shoulder. “You are not pathetic, Master. Or, at least, you don’t have to be. People like and appreciate you more than you realize, including myself. You do not have to assume that everyone you meet looks down on you in some way.”

“If you say so…” Shuichi replied as he gathered up his discard clothes.

“I know you’ll come to believe that one day, but even I can’t do everything for you,” Kirumi said as she cleaned herself up as well. “By the way, I cannot keep you from telling your coworkers about this, but I would still prefer you keep my work here a secret. I would like to keep my maid life and my corporate life as separate as I can, and it would be inconvenient to fire most of my male staff for sexual harassment.”

“R-right, of course,” Shuichi replied. “I promise to keep it quiet.”

“Very good, Mr. Saihara.” Kirumi adjusted her glasses, apparently back in full CEO mode again. “But, if you keep my secret well enough, then I may not mind the occasional discrete touch around the office.”

“What!? There’s no way I could-“ Shuichi began to say, only to be interrupted by a loud buzzing noise.

“Your first hour is officially up, Mr. Saihara,” Kirumi explained as she adjusted her glasses. “I suggest you leave now, as I know you won’t be able to afford overtime on the paycheck that you receive.”

“Yes, Ms. Tojo.” Shuichi obediently put his hat back on and returned to the front desk, where he received a receipt for his very sizable bill.

“Jeeze… I should have ordered her to give me a raise when I had the chance,” Shuichi thought to himself as he stared at the yen amount.

“Thank you again for coming to our café, sir!” the maid at the front desk said cheerily. “Please, come again.”

“I’ll, uh, have to see if that’s in my budget,” Shuichi replied before he left back out onto the dark streets. “Well, at least I’m sober enough to go drive home now… hm?”

Shuichi felt a buzz from his pocket and took out his phone, where he discovered that Reol had finally texted him back.

“I’m fine,” the message read, followed shortly by “I’m sorry it took me so long to reply. I just didn’t know what to say.”

“S-seriously?” Shuichi gasped to himself right before he received his next message.

“Anyways, I should have some free time this Sunday,” the next text read. “Would you by any chance want to hang out with me then?”

“Uh… sure, I’d love that.” Shuchi blushed as she typed his response.

“Good. You will meet me at Kokai Park on Sunday at eleven hundred hours. I expect to be treated well, so bring a gift if you want to remain in one piece.” Shuichi could almost hear Reol’s dark, threatening voice as he read the date invitation. “Sorry, ignore that last part. That was just another **** of habit. In fact, I’ll bring the gifts, just…”

There was pause that last several minutes as Shuichi waited for the response in his convertible.

“Please show up.”

Shuichi paused for a moment as he thought about how to respond too.

“I’ll be there.”