Three

Unsatisfied, still burning with lust, you get to your feet to see a stunning redheaded woman wearing a gorgeous little black dress. In a haze of confusion and desire you lose the ability to speak. Luckily, Vivi steps forward.

"Madame, this is Zarah, she was in a car acci-dent. She needed warm clothez and help. I... I had to 'elo her."

"That's fine, Vivi," says the stunning woman, "But to find you entwined with another woman..."

"I'm sorry," you blurt out, "I didn't know. She's just so... I mean, Vivi was there for me, and she helped me, I just..." Words fail you, and you find yourself staring at this beautiful woman, still burning with desire despite the interruption.

"What's your name?" asks the beautiful redhead with full lips and soft skin.

"Sarah," you say. She steps over to you, looking you up and down.

"Well, Sarah... I'm sorry if I seem posessive, but Vivi is mine. I chose her. But I have to say... you're not too bad yourself. But then again... I've got a thing about the maid outfit." She says. She swishes your fluffy skirt and smiles. "I suppose I can forgive you for seducing my maid. Provided you don't leave me out. It's been a long night, and I could use a little... relaxation."

"Who are you?" you ask.

"My name is Valerie," she says, "And if you two gorgous maids would get me a glass of wine, I'd be very appreciative.

You and Vivi practically run out of the room, into the kitchen, where you grab a bottle of red wine from a nearby rack, and Vivi gets a glass. You pour a generous glass for Valerie. The two of you return, and you eagerly present the full glass of wine. Valerie sips and smiles. "Good choice."

"It was Zarah's choice, Madame," says Vivi.

"Well, then, Sarah... As a guest in my home, I suppose I can forgive you tresspassing and playing with MY maid. Vivi, leave us for a while. I'd like to talk to Sarah here in private."

Obediantly, Vivi turns and leaves. You find yourself involuntarily curtsying for Valerie and waiting for her approval.

"I will say, Vivi has excellent taste. I like you, Sarah. I don't suppose you'd be interested in a position here, would you?" Valerie winks, and it's all you can do to keep from tackling her. You watch as she sips her red wine again, and you long for those ruby lips.

Written by Anon

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