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The following Tuesday morning, Abbey dressed in her revealing maid’s outfit as George made breakfast and coffee. When she came down to the kitchen, he moaned. “I’m starting to think I need to hire a cleaner,” he said.

Abbey laughed, “You don’t need to pay me to dress sexy for you or for you to ogle me and touch me.”

George grinned, “Two things; first, you want Anthony to touch you? And second, who said I wanted you to be my cleaner?”

Abbey shrugged, “I suppose, seeing as I am having fun, it would only be fair for you to have fun, but right now, you should get to work, and I should head next door and start cleaning.”

“Have fun, and remember, I’m comfortable with whatever you are comfortable with,” he told her before giving her a soft kiss on the lips and reaching under her skirt to grab her arse.

Abbey kissed him back, “I’m sure I’m going to have fun, what kind of fun, I don’t know, we’ll see.”

George went to work horny and excited as his wife walked around to the neighbour’s house wearing a coat and her maid outfit.

Anthony had already told Abbey that the door would be unlocked. So when she got there, she stepped in and called out to him while taking off her jacket.

“Just getting out of the shower, there’s a new outfit on the coffee table,” Anthony called back.

Abbey almost pranced over to the table and opened the bag. She smiled, George would be thrilled. The bag had a new pair of white patent leather shoes and an apron. As she pulled the apron out, she smiled. It was obviously not designed to be a proper apron. The garb was a single piece of stretch satin with gauzy frills around the outside.

Quickly she stripped off and tried on the new outfit. The solid white fabric barely covered her nipples, with the outside edge of her areola hidden under the frilly material. It had a strap around the waist and bust and another two that went over her shoulders, pulling the stretching fabric skin tight across her bust. It hung about a third the way down her thighs.

She smiled as she looked at herself in the reflection of a nearby painting. It was a lot more revealing, but it made her feel sexy.

“Wow,” she heard Anthony behind her, “I haven’t seen the front yet, but from the back, that is some sight.”

She turned to see Anthony standing there, wrapped in only a towel. He was a little older than Abbey of George but was obviously fit. She was feeling sexy and decided to tease a little. “Thanks. It looks hot, though the straps might need a little tightening. Can you help?”

She turned her back to him again, and Anthony stepped forward. He slowly reached around her, his hands grazing the sides of her breasts as he grabbed the ties and tightened them. Abbey sighed as his large dark hands touched her. He repeated the process for the ones that went over her shoulders, this time reaching far more forward than was necessary, she felt his hands in her cleavage, and he pulled and tightened the fabric. Finally, he did it with the strap at her waist, reaching around her to smooth the fabric over her pubic mound before tightening the straps. “How’s that?” he asked.

“Much better,” she replied, turning around again. Now her nipples were hard and clearly poked out through the stretchy fabric. “I should get started cleaning,” she said.

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