An Invitation

My reverie was interrupted by Tammy's appearance at the door and the announcement that dinner was served. As she led me to the table I watched her arse wiggle and her hips sway provocatively and was again reminded how well she passed as a woman. Her long dark curly hair and slight frame were set off perfectly by the little black maid's uniform and I knew from the hourglass figure she was sporting that underneath was a basque pulling in her waist and holding up the black seamed stockings that clad her luscious legs. God, she looked beautiful. After seating me at the table and topping up my glass of wine she waited dutifully at my shoulder. I sipped my wine and savoured the flavour as my other hand caressed the inside of her nylon clad leg and cupped her satin encased cock and balls in my hand, revelling in the heat that emanated from there.

"You may sit now Tammy" and with that instruction the rules changed, as I poured her a glass of wine and we consumed the glorious meal she'd prepared, chatting lightly about our respective days. Tammy never mentioned our little conundrum but we both knew it was there, but Tammy knew I'd had a hard day and she didn't want to spoil the evening.

With dinner finished we chatted idly for a little longer.Then I instructed Tammy to stand. Again she took her position at my shoulder and awaited

instructions.

"Clean up here. I'm going to take a shower and when you're finished bring me a towel and some footwear."

"Yes Mistress", she replied and held my chair as I stood. Before I headed upstairs I planted a light kiss on her cheek and squeezed one of her reddened arse cheeks which elicited a small whimper from her.

"And don't be long."

Under the stream of hot water the tiredness in my body from the day's work and the wine were washed down the drain and I leisurely shaved my legs, armpits and pussy and washed my blonde locks. As I turned the water off there was a knock on the door and I knew my bitch was waiting for me.