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Author: prretyfoot<\/strong>
\nWord count: 9745<\/strong><\/p>\n

“Rosa, can you bring me a cup of iced tea. There must be something wrong with the air conditioner, it’s very hot.” I said to
\ncried Rosa, the maid who was washing dishes in the kitchen. The extreme heat made it difficult for me to concentrate on browsing the web. i have to be careful
\nWhen Rosa gets here, I’m going to switch pages quickly so she doesn’t see these dirty erotic stories.<\/p>\n

She appeared at the door of my bedroom, and I was surprised by her attire. She wore only a few clothes.
\nA sleeveless T-shirt soaked in sweat, and a pair of white cotton shorts.<\/p>\n

“Rosa! How dare you?!” I reprimanded severely. I have never relaxed the rules about dress code, to
\nI still remember her reaction when she first arrived. “No, Mr. Anderson, Rosa doesn’t want to wear a maid outfit! Rosa doesn’t
\nis your slave! It’s just a job to Rosa, Mr. Anderson, just a job! “After that, I
\nAsk no more. She’s right, it’s just a job, and as long as the job is done well, she’ll wear everything the same.<\/p>\n

But today, she went too far. She was clearly not wearing a bra, her sweat-soaked top appeared translucent
\n, you can faintly see the contents inside; the bronze skin exudes full charm, as if teasing me,
\nSeduce me. Well, I have to admit that she did nothing wrong, it’s all just my own delusions. appearance
\n, I’m a successful single lawyer, but underneath that hides another self, one I dare not reveal to
\nother people’s ego. I often fantasize about women like Rosa who don’t fit my social status, or worse
\nYes, I imagine myself being dominated by her. oh god! My attention has been focused on daydreams, no
\nNoticing that she had walked over, I forgot to turn off the story I was reading. See, that’s what I’m afraid of
\n.<\/p>\n

“Sorry, Mr. Anderson, it’s too hot,” she said, handing me the iced tea.<\/p>\n

I wanted to turn off the story I was reading, when suddenly, my hands trembled with fear. “Just sit on me
\nthe…” Oh no, she came to the back of my desk where she could see the porn on my computer
\nstory! I lost my mind for a moment and roughly pushed her away from the screen. “Wait!” I yelled.
\nHands on the screen. Unfortunately, my violent reaction startled her, she spilled her iced tea, slipped,
\nfell to the ground.<\/p>\n

“Ouch, Rosa, I’m sorry, Mr. Anderson!” she said, grabbing her ankle.<\/p>\n

I almost laughed, I realized I was overreacting. After all, Rosa barely speaks English fluently
\nlanguage, let alone reading. “It’s okay Rosa, let me help you.” I stood up and helped her sit on mine.
\nOn the chair, squat down to see how her ankle is. I’m nervous, I don’t know if the insurance company will cover her
\nMedical expenses.<\/p>\n

Luckily, there was no sign of swelling, but I still massaged her calf gently my way. bump into
\nfootWhen she was naked, she jerked her feet back, crying in pain.<\/p>\n

“Well… I think I’d better get some ice, Rosa.” I said, stood up and left.<\/p>\n

When I came back with ice cubes wrapped in a towel, my heart sank to the bottom. She appears to be reading the text on the computer screen
\narticle. “It’s Privacy Rosa!” I yelled, rushing to my desk, stepping on a water stain on the floor and falling this time
\nThe person is me. I crawled to the side of the wire and unplugged the power directly.<\/p>\n

“Does Mr. Anderson hurt?” She asked, slowly stood up and walked behind me, stroking my head.<\/p>\n

My body was not injured, but my mind was damaged. I trembled and felt terribly humiliated; I was a
\nSuccessful lawyer, now treated like a child by my servant. Rosa helped me up and pinned me to herself
\nchair.<\/p>\n

“All right, Mr. Anderson?” she asked.<\/p>\n

Maybe she hasn’t started reading yet. The expression she looked at the screen just now was nothing special. she is likely to root
\nI couldn’t understand that long paragraph of English. I wiped off the water, trying to shake them off. ”
\nI’m fine, Rosa. ”<\/p>\n

She laughed, and then, she sat on my lap! Her tits almost touched my face and she hugged
\nmy neck! She looked me straight in the eye, her professional smile turning into a menacing sneer. “So, Adam
\nLike to drink urine? she asked, without the thick Mexican accent I was accustomed to.<\/p>\n

Oh, God! This is worse than I imagined. I feel dizzy and suffocated. “No, no, just a thought
\noutside! Count, computer virus! Just run antivirus…” The little bitch covered my mouth, raised her arm, and
\nHer hairy armpits pressed against my face. Terrible smell. She worked all day in the hot house
\nGod, no deodorant. I should have kicked her right away, it’s rare for a maid to show such disrespect to her employer. but
\nYes, this is the scenario I’ve been fantasizing about, my dark nature taking over the brain and I can’t stop it.<\/p>\n

Suddenly, I felt a warm current from my stomach. Before it spread down to my lower body, I pulled my legs away.
\nShe actually… She actually peed on me! My mind is in a mess, I can’t think, the logic of the law
\nThe system disappears, and it is impossible to even form a coherent thought. She treats me like an object, an object that can be
\nMocking item. My dick started to stand up.<\/p>\n

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Author: prretyfoot Word count: 9745 “Rosa, can yo …<\/p>\n

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