Minnie the Maid

Part 7

Minnie sobbed, "Please don't do it," dragging an arm across his eyes and
nose. "Please don't cuckold me..."

They stared at each other for a second.

Long enough for Jennifer to fully understand the accusation in Minnie's
words. Long enough for Minnie to see the hurt on her face, the tears
welling up in her eyes, he had crossed a line. "This has gone too far, I
am terrified of loosing you, you were right, it is time for Samuel to
come home."

"It's not that easy Minnie...I am hurt and angry, you just accused me of
intending to fuck another man...how could you?"

Donna stood at the bottom of the stairs, far out of eavesdropping range
if discovered and yet not missing a single sob, iPhone to ear she used
her Mistress app's handy 'monitor' function to listen in to Minnie's
iPhone with clarity such that she could have been standing in the
bedroom with them.

Jennifer used the time he was engaged in unsobbing to guide their
conversation in the direction signposted advantage Jennifer. "Pull
yourself together, Katie is the person coming to dinner." She roughly
shoved a box of Kleenex at him. "Here wipe your eyes." It took several
more Kleenex and several more minutes before Minnie was anything like
back to normal. "I cannot believe how you overreacted to my little
tease. And that is all it was, I know how much you like it when
fictional wicked wives behave like that."

"I'm sorry."

If it had not been for his infidelity accusation Jennifer may have felt
guilty her prank had upset Minnie so. But he had. But she didn't. She
had no reason to let her advantage slip and sat on the edge of the bed,
patted next to her. "Time out," she said in a spider to the fly like
way.

In outlining the scene for her prank she mentioned her shopping trip
with Katie, explained their dinner was to be a dress-up, cheer-up,
evening for Katie. "She's a little down, missing Adrian, we had a
massage before lunch that cheered her a little...did Adrian ever mention
to you Katie enjoys a massage?"

"Only in passing."

"Katie said he goes with her...to watch, is that right?" Jennifer knew
she was on the right track when Minnie blushed. "What is it he goes to
watch exactly? Before you answer remember Katie and I had a massage
together." Minnie said he was sworn to secrecy then, as Jennifer seemed
to have calmed, thought better of being evasive and revealed he knew the
reason to be Katie's liking for happy endings. "Does Samuel have little
fantasies like Adrian?"

Minnie blushed deeper, mumbled, "Sometimes."

"If I was feeling lonely like Katie would Samuel be okay if I cheered
myself up like she does?"

Minnie's heart skipped a beat, he wondered if Jennifer intended taking
him to watch, wondered if he would be wearing uniform, wondered if
Jennifer would call him her husband. His cock, eager for attention,
struggled to escape its prison "I think he would."

Jennifer, smiled, rested a hand on his knee. "Are you getting hard
thinking about it." She slid her hand along his thigh, pausing at mid-
thigh to drink in his worried look. "I'm on the massage table...you are
watching..." Jennifer let a finger caress his thigh. "Is this turning my
maid on?"

Minnie's felt a warm stickiness in his panties answer on his behalf.
Desperate to cum and desperate not to, he began multiplying large
numbers in his head. People say your life flashes before you as you die,
in the moment before chastity discovery excuses flashed before him;

I can tell her I put myself in chastity

I can pretend I'm not in the mood

I can say I hear footsteps