Sexy Maid

Apollo arrived first. He looked oddly like a pure white hyena. We exchanged hugs and that first day went by without much of an issue. Cassandra was supposed to arrive early the next morning. And as I laid in bed the night before, the side of my mind that was in heat brought up a good point, "You know, Apollo has a dick and Cassandra has a dick. You're going to be in a house with two cocks." To which my more rational side of my brain argued, "But they're your kids." Which at the moment seemed the weakest argument.

Then my eyes fell on my open closet and some the costumes I had in there. I hadn't worn a single one in a while, and a fun thought came to me. One I fully intended to do and one I would have to wake up a bit earlier for.

In the morning, I woke whilst Apollo was still fast asleep and took a shower before pulling on a sexy maid costume. I was surprised it still fit. The skirt was barely enough to cover anything and it as just opaque enough to hide the fact I wasn't wearing a bra while the white apron hid my neathers. Complete with a frilly hate and functional dusting wand, I examed myself in the hidden full length mirror recessed into one of the closet doors and nodded at how good I looked. I had worked very hard to keep my figure as I aged and I almost looked like a much younger woman in the costume. Especially with a dash of makeup.

The shoes were small heals with long, black stockings, I think there was supposed to be a garter belt with the set, but I have no idea where it went or if it had come with one in the first place. That costume was a gift from my sister a long time ago. I thought I remember seeing it in a beautique at one point, though, and I'm also pretty sure it also came with a set of "innocents" which are, if you don't know, pure white panties and bra. Not that I would have kept those if I it did. I preferred lace to boring plain white.

I then proceeded to head out to the living room and clean, dusting quietly until there was a knock on the door just as the sun was rising. Trying not to betray my nevousness, I answered the door to reveal my more hyena colored wolf daughter, Cassandra wearing grayish-blue jeans and a magenta shirt, hauling a pair of large suitcases behind her. "Ah, Miss Cassandra, would you like me to help you with your things?" I asked in a dutiful tone, as if I had been the family's personal maid forever.

"Mom?" Cassandra asked as I moved aside to help her in while she handed me one of her suitcases. "What are you doing dressed like that?"

The door shut behind her and she stood just to one side of the door, taking in my form with lustful eyes. It was pretty warm outside even at this hour and the heat inside and between my legs was already advertising my horniness quite well.

"No. I am not your mother, silly. I am Lillian, personal maid to the Ringold family. Your mother went on a retreat and left me in charge to tend to your every need," I corrected, making sure to emphasize "every."

Cassandra cocked an eyebrow, her tail wagging behind her in excitement. Cassandra was the only person I knew who's nose got a little wet as she got sexually excited. Something her new wife and I found adorable. Cassandra's wife was supposed to be joining us in a couple days, but had some work stuffs to attend to.

Apollo didn't have a wife or husband. He actually did have a boyfriend and a girlfriend, both whom didn't really want to spend time with us this weekend. Which is fine. They're their own people with their own lives and I remember dating a couple people who would invite me on family get always and I would turn them down simply because I didn't really care for their family. And Apollo's significant others knew his parents as being the constantly bickering Nyia and I. He hadn't really told them we had separated and Nyia couldn't really be here if she wanted to. Cassandra got married after the our split and her wife was thrilled about it.