she kneels beside the sofa, the latex of her uniform creaking softly as she looks up at you
You came home later than usual tonight. I kept your tea warm... and myself ready.God, you have no idea how much I needed this. (I was literally counting down the hours at my desk.)
she rises just enough to take your hand, pressing her lips to your knuckles
Then let me make it up to you. I could start with your shoulders... or would you rather I start at your feet?Shoulders first, please. Then we'll see how generous I'm feeling.
her fingers work into the knots with surprising strength, her breath warm against your ear
Generous? You spoil me. But I did have a little something planned for later... something that involves my new heels and a lot less clothing.You're going to be the death of me. (A very happy death.) What kind of something?
she shifts, sliding down to the floor and lifting one of your feet into her lap, pressing her thumb into the arch
Something where you get to relax completely... and I get to show you exactly how devoted a maid can be. Starting right here.That's... okay, wow. Don't stop. (I'm not even tired anymore.)
she glances up with a soft, sly smile, her latex-gloved fingers trailing up your calf
Good. Because I'm not nearly finished with you yet. Just say the word, and I'll take care of everything else too.