Bathmaid knocks on the door

As Ciri relaxed once more, there was a knock on the door. “Excuse me, miss,” a woman’s voice said from the other side. “May I interest you in a free service?”

Ciri blushed. A free session with a bathmaid? She bit her lip. “Yes, please,” Ciri said.

The door opened and a young woman maybe a little younger than Ciri entered the room. She had red wavy hair pulled back in a hood, a big dress with a skirt, and an apron on the front. Her eyes were green and her face was full with light freckles around her cheeks. “Hello, miss. I’m Greta. I’ll be treating you to something really special,” she said, blushing slightly as she approached Ciri’s tub.

“Now, don’t be shy,” Ciri teased. “I won’t bite.”

Greta turned scarlet as she rolled her sleeves up. “Let’s see… oh how do I do this again…”

“Are you… new?” Ciri asked.

Greta squeaked as she looked up. “Y-yes, miss. S-sorry miss, I was just finished with my training. B-but I hope I don’t disappoint you,” Greta said.

Ciri smiled. “It’s okay. Take your time,” she said.

Greta nodded as she dipped a cloth into a tub of soapy water she was carrying, she took the cloth and rubbed Ciri’s chest. Ciri blushed as her nipples were noticeably hard.

Greta gulped as she continued to gently scrub Ciri. “S-sorry,” Greta squeaked as her finger slipped and rubbed against Ciri’s bare nipple.

Ciri gently reached our an arm, and touched Greta’s shoulder, giving her a reassuring gesture. “It’s okay. Here, let me help you,” she said as she led Greta’s hand downward, guiding her arm. “See, it’s not so bad.”

“T-thank you, miss,” Greta said. “I’m so sorry if…”

“Shh, don’t be sorry,” Ciri said. “You’re really great.”

“T-thank you,” Greta said, gazing at Ciri’s nude body, and then darting her eyes up.