1. Hollywood


    Date: 12/26/2014, Categories: Cheating, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    Just so I can see what it’s like. You know, acting? it’s all about life experiences, so I take these opportunities when they come.” The maid rolled her eyes. “I know this,” she said. “So we spent quite some time… getting comfortable…” Annette sighed. “But…” The maid grimaced. “Camera not off?” “No.” “Husband see every thing.” “Yes.” The maid blinked and shook her head. When she wasn’t cursing and weeping, she was a beautiful woman. An olive skinned Natalie Wood, maybe. She pulled out Gregor’s phone, and placed it to her lips, tapping one foot lightly. Sensing a change of heart, Annette tried to keep her mouth shut and lowered her gaze. She found herself staring at the maid’s stockings. The outfit was outrageous. With its short skirt and silly little white apron. Like a cartoon. She bet the hotel even made her wear suspenders. “Where is your other shoe?” Annette said, curiosity overwhelming her strategic silence. The maid frowned at her foot. “Today I surprise Alfredo. I am very horny and want make a baby but he not ...
    even get hard for me. Even when he see I wear no panties!” She shot a finger at Annette who instantly regretted her question. “So. I beat him with shoe until he tells me truth. Then I run here.” Annette opened her mouth to apologise again, but the woman held up her hand. “Your pig husband, he want phone.” She peered down her nose. “Then he forgive you?” Annette nodded, “A power thing, that’s all. I love my husband. But he is a very odd man. We saw Alfredo on the beach. We both chose him. He seemed kind. And handsome. I didn’t know he was married. I swear.” The maid slapped her thigh and growled. She paced the room, and then gasped, “So fucked-up.” and fiddled with the phone. “I email video to me. To torture Alfredo. You keep phone.” Annette squirmed, she didn’t like the idea of someone having a video of her, but this was better than nothing. She smiled, nodded, and held out her hand. The maid just smirked, turning on the camera. “Also,” she said, standing astride Annette’s lap and pulling up her skirt. “Eat me. Supergirl.”
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