Mrs Regina's household

You have been working at Mrs Regina's place for a few months. It doesn't pay very well, despite Mrs Regina's great wealth, but you count yourself lucky working for such a gorgeous woman. You spend most of your time outside, tending her numerous trees and bushes of flowers, mowing the lawn and fulfilling other gardening duties. She spends most of her days outside too, sunbathing, swimming in the pool or criticizing your every move, for she is the kind of person who likes everything done exactly her ways.

Some say her wealth comes from numerous marriages and divorces with rich men: actors, judges, and so on... Others talk about a large scale fraud she has been a part of. There are even rumours that she won all that money in the pornography industry. But nobody ever found any proof to support their own personal theory. The facts were that she was gorgeous, rich and a pain to have around.

She rarely goes to town, and as such, you and the few other employees are the closest thing to "friends" she has. But she is not very fond of your company, and to cheat her solitude, she drinks maybe a little too much.

Especially today. The sun is very hot, and the bottle of vodka she brought with her to the poolside is nearly empty. Whenever you can, you glance at her beautiful body. Right now, she is lying on her chair, her curly blond hair loose and her eyes hidden behind her sunglasses. She wears a black bikini, of the most sexy kind that doesn't leave much to the imagination.

"Hey, jackass!" That means you. You cringe and curse softly as you turn around. You walk up to her chair, wondering what she'll be complaining about this time...

"Yes ma'm?" She turns her head towards you and remain silent for a moment.

"You like 'em, uh?

-What do I like, ma'm?"

She clenches her hands on her breasts. "These. You like 'em, don't you?

-Wha... hum... pardon me, ma'm? you manage to answer at last.

-Come on, don't lie to me. You like them, uh? She says a little more aggressively, tightening her grasp on her body.

-Well, I... I... Well, sure I do, I mean..."

You start to feel really awkward. What game is she playing? What answer would please her? Is she just testing her sex-appeal? Or maybe did she guess your thoughts and is about to fire you, after torturing you a little? Maybe is she just teasing you to eventually charge you with sexual harassment! Could it be how she raised her fortune?! "Oh my God, you think. She's completely drunk.

-Well boy, she says, you like 'em? Do you love 'em?

-My, I... Yes, yes I believe I do, you say after an hesitation.

-Ah, you love 'em, uh? Come on now boy, stick it in!" she says, spreading her large boobs apart as much as her bikini would let her. "COME ON! Are you deaf or what? I said stick it in!"