Maid for Betrayal

After being taken to incredible heights of arousal by Cassandra, being pressed against Tara's firm chest wasn't likely to ease your libido. Thanks to her height and the high heels raising her further, your lips were almost kissing the top of her cleavage as she pulled your head close to her. Her heartbeat was strong and steady, and her breathing was deep and even. You could feel her breasts pressing against your neck and cheeks, and her nipples hardening as they rubbed against you. Her hands were in your hair, and she held you to her chest.

"Remember what I told you, remember my promise to make you break your vows. It's time to get started, my little pet." She whispered the words hotly in your ear, her breath tickling and teasing. Her tempting words somehow making you even more aroused than this night had already done. You could see the wicked glint in her eye. She was enjoying this, enjoying the power she had over you.

She purred the words, "Meet me in my room in 10 minutes and I'll show you a sight that will make you forget your wife's name. And then I'll make you forget she even exists." The sound of her voice sent a shiver down your spine and you felt precum begin to drip in anticipation. You couldn't help but wonder what she had in store for you. Could she really make you forget your wife? The very thought made your cock harden even more.

"If you're late I'll know you can't follow commands and so I will punish you. I will have you kneel before me, to look at my naked body, but not to touch me. If you're early I'll know that you can't control yourself even a little and you're already my worshipful little ****. I'll have you to tell your wife that you worship her best friend as a goddess and you'll never get to touch me.", her voice was somehow hot and sexy, and cold and cruel at once. It made your blood run cold and your heart race. "Do you understand, my little pet?"

You nodded your head as best you could while it was held in her cleavage. The warm, soft flesh of her breasts pressed against your face and the sweet smell of her perfume filled your senses. She turned and walked away, hanging a copy of her room key from your lips before she did. You watched the sway of her ass, it was hypnotic. The way her hips moved, the way her dress hugged her curves... it was all too much. When she was out of view the spell of her ass was temporarily broken and you hoped you hadn't lost track of the passage of time too badly. You needed to get to her room, needed to feel her skin against yours. The key felt heavy in your mouth, a reminder of what was to come. You started to walk, but your legs felt like jelly. It took all of your focus to put one foot in front of the other.