Seduced by the Maid

Jim lay frozen still in bed long after Carolina had left the room, staring at the ceiling. Matilda continued her snoring, but apart from that the house was silent. Jim's mouth still tasted of Carolina's foot, and her cum... as well as his own. Jim was wide awake, but he had no clear thoughts in his head at all, and when his morning alarm sounded, Jim jumped and frantically silenced it. Matilda groaned and stirred, but thankfully she did not waken.

Jim leapt from bed and hurried to the shower, certain that he still smelled of Carolina's lust. He stood in the hot shower and rubbed at his temples, and fought not to sob. Today he would drive into town, and he would wait for the bars to open, and then he would pick one and sit in it all day. Then he would find a hotel and stay there for the night. Jim could noy be in this house today. He did not know what the fuck he was going to do.

Matilda did not wake until the early afternoon. When she saw that her husband was gone, she checked her phone to see a message saying that he had been called away on business, and it could be a couple of days until he got back. It wasn't the first time Jim had to go away for business, but usually he gave a bit of notice... Ah, well...

Matilda rolled over in bed and sighed. Slowly, the events of the day before came back to her... Matilda usually felt some worry and agitation when she had been drinking the night before, especially if she had been taking Valium, but this morning she felt anxiety start to ripple in her stomach, and her heart beat began to quicken. Her mind drifted back to the pool-house, and to the massage table, and... Oh... Oh, my God... Matilda had... Oh, Jesus!

Matilda had become aroused during her massage with Carolina... she had been turned on by the beautiful maid's firm hands on her body... Oh, God... the feeling of the towel brushing and stroking against her clit as Carolina massaged her inner thigh... and the vibrations from the massage tool... Oh, fuck... Matilda had climaxed!

Matilda began to sweat as she lay in bed, and she rubbed at her temples and groaned. Had Carolina noticed? Oh, God... had Carolina noticed Matilda's orgasm? Matilda had been in such a peaceful, pleasurable daze during the massage, and her memory of it was a blissful fog... Had she been able to hide her arousal, and her enjoyment from Carolina? Surely...?

But Matilda could remember that after the massage Carolina had been nothing but pleasant, and had acted completely normally... Hadn't she? Even still, Matilda began to torment herself with worry. Her stomach was in knots, and she felt sick to her stomach. She would hide in bed all day, and say she was sick. She had to avoid Carolina.

Oh, Jesus...

Matilda remembered that she had agreed to another massage today with Carolina... And with some friend of hers... Paco or something like that... who supposedly gave amazing foot massages...

Matilda's heart pounded with anxiety, and she felt queasy. She reached over to her bedside cabinet, and lifted her Valium and the nausea tablets. She never usually started with the little helpers first thing in the morning, but today she felt that her nerves could kill her. She took a couple of each, and closed her eyes. It didn't take long for the knot in her stomach to untie, and her heart to slow, and her body to relax. Soon, all of her worries felt silly, and her memories of the massage stopped agitating her. Instead, they excited her, and as Matilda remembered Carolina's touch, and how she had felt on the massage table, Matilda felt herself grow warm and giddy.

Why shouldn't she have another massage? Carolina was an expert, and surely, she wouldn't have offered Matilda another if she had noticed her arousal and climax! Another massage from such an enchanting, beautiful, sexy woman... it sounded wonderful. And a foot massage from a "strapping young man"... Don't mind if I do!

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Aaron woke from his troubled sleep to see Carolina standing over his bed, and his blood froze. She looked at him with disgust; he did not leave his room yesterday except to use the bathroom, and he looked and smelled like a slob.

"You stink, dirty boy. You will shower. Now," Carolina instructed sternly, and Aaron winced at her harshness. He nodded timidly, and Carolina grinned.

"Good. And you must leave your room today. You are turning into a hermit, Aaron, and that will not do," she continued. "I know that you are completely obsessed with me, and with my perfect feet, but you cannot hide in here your whole life!"

Aaron was speechless, and all that he could do was nod again.

"Good. You must learn to get over your pathetic obsession with feet, Aaron, and to control your little cock when you see them!"

Aaron shuddered under her ridicule, but he felt his cock stiffen when she taunted him. Carolina saw the stirring of his crotch under his bedsheet, and she rolled her eyes and sighed.

"That is precisely what I mean, Aaron, you have no control! Will you go through life getting hard and cumming in your pants every time you see and touch a woman's feet?"

Aaron blinked and his lip quivered. He did not know what to say, and was startled when Carolina's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh, I know!" Carolina exclaimed excitedly. "I have a good friend coming to see me in the pool house today, where I will be giving her a massage. You will join us, and you will rub her feet and massage them!"

Aaron's eyebrows rose, and he mouthed wordlessly to object, but Carolina held her hand over his mouth, silencing him.

"Shhh... silence," she scolded. "You will come to the pool house at 2pm exactly, and not a minute later. You will knock my door, and I will let you in, and on my instruction, you will massage my friend's feet! You will learn to control yourself around women's feet, so that you will no longer be such a pathetic creep! Aren't I so helpful and good to you?"

Carolina moved her hand up and down Aaron's face, guiding him to nod in agreement.

"Good. I will train you to touch and massage her feet while keeping your lust in check. But remember, we are there to massage my friend, and help her relax, and part of that is silence! You will not say a single word; do you understand me? If you make a peep, I will destroy you! And I will tell your family about your disgusting foot obsession! Understand?"

Aaron shuddered at the severity of Carolina's voice, and he knew that her threat was not empty. He nodded, this time of his own volition.

"Good. 2 o'clock, no later. Absolute silence," Carolina warned firmly. "Now, go shower, dirty boy."

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Matilda lay face down on the massage table and groaned with delight. Carolina was kneading her fingers into a particularly stubborn knot in her back, and Matilda felt like she was back floating on a cloud. She had no idea why she had any reservations about getting another massage from Carolina... Carolina was better than any professional, and Matilda wanted Carolina to massage her every goddamned day.

"Now, Senhora, I will place a warm towel over your head as I massage your back. It is a technique we use in Portugal, and it adds so much to the relaxation," Carolina lied softly. She lowered the towel around the back of Matilda's head, covering her ears and the sides of her face, just as a knock came at the door. "Oh! That must be Pedro! Oh, Senhora, you are about to have the most wonderful foot massage!"

Matilda moaned happily, and Carolina went to the door and opened it. Aaron stood nervously, his face pale, but thankfully he was showered and wearing clean clothes. Carolina placed her finger on her lips and arched her eyebrows sternly to warn Aaron to stay silent, and then beckoned him in to the room.

Aaron stepped into the pool house, and looked down to the massage table and swallowed hard. He saw a naked woman lying face down on it, with a towel covering her back and plump behind, and another covering her head. Aaron could not see who she was, but he could tell from her round bottom and toned, tanned legs that she was in good shape. Her skin was so smooth, and Aaron looked down from her legs, glistening with massage oil, to her two bare feet at the end of the table. Fuck, her body was incredible, and her feet were stunning... Carolina guided Aaron to the bottom of the table, and he looked down at the two soft, curvy, meaty soles and felt himself immediately stiffen in his gym shorts.

"Now, show my beautiful friend your skills with foot massage!" Carolina said softly but excitedly, and Aaron looked over to see her glaring at him. Aaron looked down again at the two beautiful, mature soles... they were in such good condition, with delicate arches and smooth, flawless skin...

Aaron gently grasped one of the mysterious woman's beautiful feet, and he gasped at how soft it was; Carolina glared at him, and he closed his mouth. Aaron then pressed his thumbs into her round heel and rubbed them in circles, and he heard the woman on the table moan with delight. The sound of the moan and the touch of her foot made Aaron's cock grow even harder, and he breathed in slowly and deeply through his nose.

"Good, nice and slow..." Carolina whispered with encouragement, as she began to massage the woman's back. "Make her feet feel so good..."

Aaron ran his thumbs firmly around the woman's beautiful sole, and her toes curled and spread in response. The woman was groaning and sighing with delight, and it wasn't long until Aaron's cock had grown to a full erection and was tenting in his shorts.

Aaron breathed in and out deeply, trying to calm his erection, but it only strained harder and harder as he pressed his thumbs around her sole. The woman had stunning feet, so big and curvy, and Aaron wished that he could bury his face into them. He pulled gently at each toe, and then flexed them with his fingers, before pressing his knuckles into her sole. The woman cooed as Aaron worked on her gorgeous foot, and Aaron swallowed hard.

Aaron looked up to see Carolina kneading her knuckles into her friend's shoulders. Carolina looked back at him, and then down to the boner tenting in his shorts, and smirked at him. Aaron noticed something about this smirk... something on Carolina's face was particularly wicked... Carolina was now grinning ear to ear at the sight of his erection, as he massaged this mystery woman's feet.

"Does that feel good, meu amor?" Carolina whispered softly to her friend, "Do you like how good my friend rubs your feet?"

"Mmm hmmmm..." the woman groaned with satisfaction. Carolina wasn't worried about Matilda saying anything more articulate than that... On her last check of Matilda's pill bottle, Carolina saw that Matilda had taken enough Valium to take down a linebacker, and enough THC to satisfy a reggae band. Matilda had an impressive tolerance, it had to be said, but she was fit for little else but moaning and groaning.

"Good... I told you he is a master with feet..." Carolina beamed.

Matilda felt incredible, with two sets of hands massaging her. She was barely aware of who was rubbing where; all she knew was that she felt 30 years younger lying on the massage table, being pampered and massaged. She had no worries... no fears... no concerns at all.

Aaron lowered the woman's foot to the table, and then lifted the other in his hands and began to massage it like he had the first. Aaron stared at the soft skin and gentle wrinkles, and the delicate toes which wriggled at his touch, and he salivated. He imagined kissing and sniffing the foot, and running his tongue along each wrinkle on her sole, and sucking hungrily on her toes. Pre-cum dribbled into his shorts.

Aaron slowly lifted the foot higher, and lowered his face ever-so-slightly closer to it. He circled his thumbs over her sole and glided them firmly along her arch, and the woman let out happy whimpers and gasps. Aaron was staring so intently at the woman's sole that he did not notice Carolina stepping around the table towards him. She stood at his side, and he almost jumped with fright when he saw her.

Before Aaron knew what was happening, Carolina had reached around his head and enclosed her hand over his mouth. With her other hand she violently tugged down on his gym shorts, pulling them down to his knees. She followed suit with his underwear, and Aaron stood helplessly with the mysterious woman's foot in his hands as his erection was exposed. He looked at Carolina with panic in his eyes, but she looked back at him with an evil smile, and gripped his cock in her hand.

"Now, my friend, hold her feet together so I can pour more cream onto her soles, to help with your massage!" Carolina whispered into his ear, as she gently teased the tip of his cock with her fingers. Aaron's panting and whimpers were muffled by Carolina's other hand, and his legs began to tremble. He looked pleadingly into Carolina's eyes, but as she teased his cock, his eyes crossed and he reached down and lifted the woman's other foot. He held her two smooth, wrinkled soles together, and looked down at them as he brought them just below his dick.

Carolina gripped his hard cock tightly, and began to stroke and jerk him faster and faster. Aaron began to tremble, and he knew that it would not be long until he came.

"That's it... that's it... the cream is being tricky, and I want to get every last drop onto your feet, meu amor... your beautiful feet..."

Carolina jerked Aaron's cock even faster, and as he looked down at the two wrinkled soles, he felt pleasure tear through his groin. His body shook, and he fought to keep his groans silent, and he breathed heavily into Carolina's soft hand.

"You have such beautiful feet, meu amor!" Carolina exclaimed as she jerked Aaron's dick faster and harder. "They are so flawless, they must drive the men crazy... You have such perfect, smooth soles... They deserve to be pampered... To be worshipped!"

"Mmmmmm..." the mysterious woman groaned in appreciation. Aaron listened to her sultry groan, and stared at her gorgeous, wide, heavenly soles, and he let himself go.

Aaron's cum erupted onto Matilda's soles, and if Carolina's hand had not been over his mouth as she jerked him off, he would have collapsed forward. His hips bucked and his knees shook, and his muscles tensed and quaked as his thick cum coated Matilda's soles and pooled in each wrinkle.

Matilda lay peacefully, barely aware of the muffled sounds she heard. She felt the warm cream pouring over her feet, and she sighed happily and wriggled her toes as it dripped and glooped between them.

Aaron shuddered as the last of his cum spurted onto the woman's soles, and he looked down to see that almost every inch of them was completely coated. Thick white globules of cum rested in her wrinkles, and as Carolina slowed her hand to a stop on his cock, Aaron felt like he could faint. Carolina squeezed her fingers up along his softening cock to get the last dribble of cum from it, and then reached down with her two hands and pulled up his underwear and shorts. She tucked his cock into his underwear, and then stepped back around the table to continue massaging the woman's back.

"Go ahead, my friend," Carolina whispered over to Aaron, barely able to stifle her cruel laughter. "Rub the cream into her feet! Do not stop the massage!"

Aaron was in a daze, and he lowered the two cum-soaked feet to the table. He then used his palms to rub and spread his cum around the soles, and massaged his mess into her skin. His nose filled with the brackish smell of his semen, and he dutifully rubbed until his cum was all rubbed into Matilda's soles. When he was done, Carolina came around the table again, and guided him towards the door.

"My friend must go now, meu amor, but I hope that you enjoyed his foot massage!" Carolina said, still grinning wickedly.

Matilda moaned happily as Carolina opened the door and pushed Aaron through it, and then closed it unceremoniously behind him. Aaron stood there for a few moments in a stupor, and then stumbled back to the house like a zombie. His head was spinning. He was going back to his room.

Carolina turned back, and then looked over to the video camera sitting snuggly on her cabinet, pointed at the massage table with a clear view. She grinned, and then stepped towards the massage table.

"Now, meu amor, please turn over, and I will massage your legs. We must not forget to attend to your injury!"

Matilda smiled dreamily, and felt herself moisten between her legs.