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She always wanted to be viewed as pretty. She always wished she had a nice figure as well. However, Catherine, who was as timid and shy as they came, had no confidence in herself whatsoever. Although she was much, much prettier then she ever gave herself credit for, and though she did have a body fit for a princess she had no idea that many people, such as her employer, felt strongly towards her like they did. “Good morning Catherine and how are you today?” Mrs. Dempsey, or as she liked being called Mrs. D. asked along with an overpowering generous smile. Catherine tried smiling but regardless she said she was well. She’d walk inside in what she considered an appropriate maid’s outfit, which Mrs. D. approved of. Every so often, Catherine would venture out in one which alerted people to what a fantastic figure she actually had. Only Catherine never knew it until one day that is. “Come on upstairs later this morning so we can talk over some things will you my dear?” asked Mrs. D. “It’s nothing too important. I just wanted to go over a few details.” So a couple hours later, around eleven in the morning, Catherine headed on upstairs. “Yes mam, you wished to see me?” “Ohhh yes dear, come on in and sit down will you please?” This worried Catherine somewhat. Although she always found Mrs. D to be sweet and enjoyable, she felt something was amiss that morning. She didn’t know what to be sure. “How’s life dear?” Mrs. D. asked. In a silent and demure tone she always spoke in, Catherine told her everything was going well. “You know, we never really talk. I just wanted to get to know you. You’ve worked for us for almost two years now” Mrs. Dempsey, who was well over 45 now, but she still remained a very attractive woman for her age. “Yes mam” Catherine replied. “To be exact it has been 23 months now as of next month.” It surprised Mrs. Dempsey. “Really, it’s been that long?” She was shocked so much time had passed already. “You have done such a wonderful job for us. Now, a few things have crossed my mind though. One, we talk all the time, don’t we?” which Catherine had to admit that they did and of course as retiring and shy as she was she replied in a manner which advocated that as well. Mrs. D. smiled directly at her. “I‘ve always meant to say dear I’ve always found you or seen you to be a very, very pretty young lady.” Catherine blushed and smiled, modestly, but then she thanked her. “May I ask, do you have a boyfriend?” Mrs. Dempsey said. Now, to Catherine, that was an odd question, but they’d become closer as employee and employer were concerned and thought Catherine was well over 30 years old, she had never had a long term boyfriend other then a few dates here and there. To be truthful, Catherine was about to turn 33 in a couple months. And in all honesty, she was truly embarrassed about herself seeing as she was the only one who really knew the secret of her personal kocaeli escort life. Catherine, at 32, was still a virgin, and of course she no longer wished to be. “I noticed something significant about you the other day honey” Mrs. D. said. Catherine looked up and into her eyes. She asked what. “I have to admit. You have one of the loveliest figures a woman could have dear. I mean absolutely the loveliest too.” While Mrs. Dempsey smiled, Catherine blushed almost right away. She wasn’t used to receiving compliments of any kind although she always wished for them. Hearing that from her employer and how it was said was the most unusual to from one woman to another. Still, she looked blankly at Mrs. D. as she spoke to her. Still, Mrs. D smiled at her as she threw a few others her way. Catherine didn’t know what to make of this. One woman speaking to another in this way was to her quite unusual. To Catherine, it was not typical of two women, who may have been close, to a degree, although it was flattering. All of a sudden, as Mrs. D spoke, one of her hands reached out. Catherine saw it but did not make much of it. That was of course until that hand of hers reached out and touched her arm. It didn’t throw her off but it surprised her nonetheless. Catherine looked at the hand and then she looked, curiously, over at Mrs. D. Why is she doing that, she asked herself, as Mrs. D. began rubbing her arm. “Do you like how this feels?” Mrs. D asked as she broke any silence that enveloped the two in the conversation that was being held. Catherine, not knowing what else to say, said yes. “I do too” added Mrs. D. She rubbed the arm a little more. Silence ensued. “I’d love to feel more of your body to be honest Catherine” Mrs. Dempsey said. Great curiosity grew from it all. Catherine had no idea what to make of it either. A woman, who had never been with another man much less, and now all of a sudden this woman, Mrs. Dempsey was touching her arm in what seemed to be an intimate manner? “Uhhh Mrs. Dempsey?” she said. “Uhhh this feels a little odd to me. This all feels very strange in fact” as she pulled her arm away. “So are you telling me you don’t like intimacy at all dear?” Mrs. Dempsey asked. Not sure what to say but assuredly knowing she did however Catherine replied “Ohhh no mam, not at all. Who doesn’t appreciate and enjoy intimacy mam?” “I do too, Catherine. I know I do” Mrs. D. came back and with that, she used the same hand and laid it on Catherine’s leg, just above her knee. Smiling, she asked “How’s this feel dear?” It sent chills throughout Catherine’s body. No one ever had done that in her life that she knew of. It felt, in all honesty, a little exciting to her, but she wasn’t sure this was the right thing at all. Still, Mrs. D. was still smiling, mildly that is, as she ever so lightly caressed Catherine’s upper leg. “A woman, women in general that is dear, kocaeli escort bayan we all need intimacy in our lives. I’m sure you do as well. Tell you what” Mrs. Dempsey told Catherine “isn’t your birthday coming up soon?” Catherine admitted that it was. She didn’t care that people knew. She smiled and said yes again and with that Mrs. D. said “You and I, well we should forget all about work. We should go out, have lunch, and spend the afternoon somewhere on your birthday. It of course would be my treat and maybe, just maybe, if you’re into it all we can spend an evening at a nice hotel somewhere downtown.” That threw Catherine off. What, she and I uhhh together, in a hotel room, and doing what she wondered? This sounds a little odd to me. This is beginning to sound like she wants to do something, uhhhhhh weird, and kinky. I’m not like that. I’ve never even been with a man before in my life, Catherine admitted to herself. “Yes mam that does sound nice” she said anyway along with a general all-purpose smile so as not to offend her employer. Then the hand came off the leg. Catherine looked down at over as it pulled away. She timidly looked at Mrs. D., who was still smiling appreciatively. “Did you say you don’t have a boyfriend? Is that right, Catherine?” In her subdued tone of voice she was practically infamous for amongst her employer and all their friends and hers as well, she said yes as she nodded. “So this means, I’m assuming, possibly you’ve never even had sex yet? Is that correct?” Embarrassed as hell that she hadn’t, she couldn’t deny it at all. Even more quietly she accidently admitted to her employer that no, she hadn’t ever had sex. “Awwww, I’m sorry. I’m soooo sorry. Sex between two individuals, be it a man and a woman or two woman for that matter, well that has to be one of the most wonderful events in a person’s life, sweetheart.” And with that, she went ahead and said “On your birthday you and I can spend what will seem like an eternity together in a hotel room.” She floored Catherine with what she was telling her as she went on and said “I will make love to you. I will make love to your wondrously fabulous body, dear. You will be overwhelmed and overjoyed when it is all said and done. Like this” she went on to say as she reached out finally and felt up Catherine’s breast. She smiled, looked deep into Catherine’s eyes, and said “See, now doesn’t that feel nice too?” Catherine, the shy and retiring younger woman that she was, was shocked. She was stunned. She couldn’t believe what just happened as Mrs. Dempsey’s hand rubbed her boob. No man and no woman had ever rubbed her breasts before, other then when she was in the shower, or when a couple times she had masturbated although she never told her friends she had. “Yes mam that did feel nice” Catherine lied. That made Mrs. D. feel special that when she caressed Catherine’s boob, Catherine izmit escort became a little aroused by what she’d done, supposedly. “Is that all, mam?” she went ahead and asked as she seemingly pulled away so that Mrs. D. couldn’t touch her any longer. Unknowingly, Mrs. Dempsey said yes along with giving her a smile and reaching out to touch her hand. “Thank you mam and mam, I can’t wait for my birthday. “Oh and Catherine dear, remember my son, Chad will be home tomorrow.” He arrived later in the day the next day. Everyone and their sister were there to greet him. He’d been gone for three years. No, she had never met the man prior to this point. He was 27 at this point in his life. From what she gathered, he was a rather intelligent, a very good looking, and a very personal man. Yes, okay, so what if he was younger, he still appeared to be very friendly nonetheless. Her life was about to change soon. “Who is that mom?” Chad asked. “Ohhh, that’s our housekeeper honey, our fulltime maid.” “Ohhhhhhh” he murmured as his eyes floated and continued to look her way. I like her, he told himself as she stayed back out of the way, but tried paying attention to her as much as he could. “How long’s she been working here?” His mom told him. He watched her some more although his mom saw him studying her. “Don’t even think about her dear. From what I gather, all I know is she’s a lesbian” his mom said, lying. “Her, really?” he said, turning to face his mom. “She doesn’t look like one but that does not mean she isn’t I guess.” “Yep, she is dear. Anyway, she is our hired help anyway. I don’t want you or anyone we know getting to know her too well. Employers and employees don’t socialize honey.” Still, she was as pretty to him as they came. He already liked her and he didn’t even know her at all. He tried forcing himself not to look at her but he was totally unsuccessful at it. His eyes and his attention were all over her. He already liked her although he didn’t even know her at all. And he wanted to get to know her a lot. “What’s her name again?” he asked. She told him and she noticed he was watching her a lot more then she liked. She couldn’t tell him to stay away from her. His life was his own business. However, she did tell him to go out and socialize with family and friends and whoever else came by to welcome him home. He did as he was requested. He spent a good amount of time speaking to his family and the friends who came over but he also made a point of keeping tabs of her. He hadn’t spoken to her and he wanted to as soon as possible. “She’s a really sweet young lady” he overheard his mother say to one of the guests later on. “I just wish I could get her to be, hmmm how should I put this, interested in me.” What the fuck, he told himself. My mother, a bi-sexual, really he told himself. Holy fucking shit, he thought. What a slut, he thought. My mom wants to do it with her? Damn, my mom’s the slut here. Wow, what a day. The next morning and nobody was there at the house. They were all gone. Except for Chad of course, who was sleeping in and Catherine too. Finally, about 10:30 in the morning he woke up and crawled out of bed.

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