1. Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 8)


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    have been 15 to 20 minutes before Cherry ‘came right back’ because, when she did, she nearly gave me a heart attack! I was not expecting her to be wearing what she had on because I didn’t even realize she HAD what she was wearing! She wore the sexiest French Maid costume I’d ever seen and she was in character; putting on a thick, French accent. I looked at her from the floor up, viewing her tall, black heels; stark-white thigh-high nylons; her jet black, hip hugging skirt was so short it didn’t cover the tops of her nylons; the skirt had a white apron bordered with lace; her midriff was completely bare because her top was like a bikini top with puffy sleeves and a plunging neckline—her massive amount of cleavage was pouring out from it; and she had a black bonnet with white lace to match her skirt and apron. Completing the look was a prop feather duster that was as black as the costume. “Bonjour, monsieur,” Cherry said with her French maid accent. Liking where this was going, I said, “Hello! And, what is your name?” Keeping the thick accent, she said, “I yem Cha-rie: vous new ‘ouse keepar.” She pronounced her name nearly like ‘Sherry’, but with an ‘a’ instead of an ‘e’ and a hard emphasis on the second syllable. I said, “It’s nice to meet you Cherry…” She cut me off, saying “NO! Iz not pronounce ‘Cherry’; iz Cha-rie!” Corrected, I said, “Oh, Cha-rie—ok…” She said, “Oui!” as she playfully brushed me on the nose with her feather duster. I asked, “And, you say you are my new ...
    house keeper, huh?” Cha-rie said, “Oui Monsieur,” as she pretended to start dusting random items in the living room. I asked, “What happened to my last house keeper—Lisa?” She replied, “She was fire for not doing good job.” I replied simply, “I see.” After a few moments of intentional over-acting and ‘cleaning’, she bent over at the waist to pick something up off of the floor and she never bent her knees to do so. The fact that she was wearing high heels made it all the more impressive (and sexy)! While she was bent over (for much longer than actually necessary to pick something up), her skirt had no chance of keeping her white satin panties covered. They were (naturally) French cut and had little ruffles along the hems. If she paid $5,000 for the costume, it was a bargain! I had to unzip my shorts… I said, “That sure is a nice uniform, Cha-rie.” Cha-rie seemed to disagree, saying, “AH! Zis uniform! Ridiculous! Iz so modest an stuff-ie! I look, how you say? A Prude?” I laughed a little and said, “It is a bit conservative, I suppose. But you make it look great; not at all like a prude.” Cha-rie smiled and said, “Merci beaucoup, Monsieur Mann!” Cha-rie went back to ‘work’ and I just watched—enjoying every second of her performance. She moved in front of the TV and, to my utter astonishment, did a full split for the purpose of ‘organizing items’ on the TV stand. It had been a while since I saw her do one, but she did it just as easily as she had ever done. Once she ‘finished’, she ...
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