Sometimes Three Isn't A Crowd

Robert Wilson got off the train. He'd normally have driven, but it was easier for him to handle the business in the city on this day. He wore a black business suit and tie with his short black hair combed neatly. As the owner of a big construction company, he was a jeans and t-shirt guy, but today was about expanding his business. That meant putting on "the plastic face" as he called it.

His lovely wife Karen was waiting in the parking lot to pick him up for lunch. Karen was perfectly put together from her head to her toes. She had beautiful red hair and green eyes and curves in all the right places. She could stop traffic and always had the guys holding the door open for her or waiting on her if she needed something.

She didn't look like a 40 something mother of four in her sexy blue dress. Her secret was that she stayed active and ran her own successful beauty salon. Making that easier was the fact that the couple kept a full time live in maid. They had certain expectations and were very selective about who they would hire. There were certain requirements of their maid, but certain rewards. It was almost as if the maid became the third person in their marriage, while performing all domestic duties and a little extra.

The Wilson's were in a bit of a bind as Tamrah, their maid of the past five years, had to quit due to another job opportunity and the fact that she had met a man. As Robert exited the terminal, he saw her. She was standing off to the side, people watching. She wore a black skirt and purple blouse. Her brown hair was long, but it needed work. Her makeup wasn't bad, but it could use improvement. He liked her choice of burgundy lipstick. She wore three inch black heels.

He could tell something else about her. She wasn't born a female. She wasn't all that bad looking and was what he might call presentable. With a little work, she would be beautiful like Tamrah and appear to be a natural born female. He grabbed his cell phone. A female voice answered. "Where are you baby, " she asked? "I'm here waiting for you."

He looked once more at the lady in the corner but kept walking so as not to draw attention to himself. "Honey, I'm here, but I'm gonna catch a cab home."

He could hear the anger in her voice. "Dammit, Robert. We haven't had a good meal together in how long, and I got us reservations. I even dressed up in something nice. It's bad enough that Tamrah left, but..."

"Honey, I know, " he interrupted. "Shut up and listen for a second. This is about Tamrah's replacement."

"I thought we agreed that we were going to the agency."

He shook his head. "Yeah, and we probably won't find what we are looking for that way, but I just saw somebody that would be perfect."

"Okay, " she sounded skeptical. "And have you talked to this person? How do you know she will even be interested?"

"That's where you come in, " he explained. "Just stay where you are and look for a lady wearing a black skirt and purple blouse. She'll have long brown hair. You can't miss her. I'll see you back home."

"Robert, how do you..." She threw her phone on the passenger's seat. "Bastard hung up on me. Okay, where is she?"

Every day this week Sheila watched the people at the train station, longing to meet somebody. She wanted to meet a woman, but usually all she got from this was guys coming on to her and calling her to come to their cars. Most of the time, she refused them, but a few of them sweet talked her. "Why doesn't a woman ever call me back to her car, " she thought as she walked away?

She walked out of the station with her head held down. Karen noticed her, but she had already made it to the street before she could try to get her attention. Sheila wondered when life was going to get any better. She struggled at a minimum wage job at a department store, and it didn't pay for the things she needed, like hormones. She found herself on hormones only when she could afford them, which wasn't at the moment. She also worried about how she would pay the rent on her small apartment his month.

Karen had to go down the road and make a U-Turn as Sheila walked on the other side. She pulled up along side her in her brand new Camaro. "Excuse me miss, " she said through her open window. "Would you like a ride?"

A woman was asking her if she wanted a ride, and Sheila did what she always did in these rare moments. She got scared and declined. "That's okay. I'll be fine."

"Kind of shy. I like that, " Karen thought. She wasn't about to let it go. "It's no trouble, Miss. I'd like to give you a ride."

Something about her smile and those green eyes made Sheila's heart melt. She opened the door. "Thank you."

"It's no trouble at all, " she replied as she extended her hand. "My name is Karen. And you are?"

She accepted her hand. "I'm Sheila. Thank you for the ride."

They drove to the next stop light in silence before Karen spoke. "I hope you don't think I'm pushy, but who does your hair?"

She blushed. "Oh, I don't really have money for that sort of thing, but I do what I can myself."

Karen glanced at her. "Really? Because I run a salon, and I think we could do something really nice with your hair and those eye brows. Really make you a sexy thing too. You got it, girl. Why not flaunt it?"

Sheila started to get aroused. "Really? You think?"

Karen nodded. "Absolutely."

She started to get a little suspicious. "What's the catch? You don't get something like that for free, and you're obviously very good at this. You're so beautiful."

Karen smiled. "Aw, thank you sweetie. And there's no catch. I just saw you and thought you could use some help. I like to help my sisters look beautiful and fierce."

Sheila shifted in her seat to hide her arousal. "You'd have to do a lot of work on me."

"Not really, " she replied as they hit another red light. "You have a lot to work with." She looked at her watch. "Say, how would you like to get lunch with me?"

She shook her head. "Oh, I couldn't do that. I don't want to be a bother, and..."

Karen laughed. "You are not a bother. You'd be doing me a favor. My damn husband canceled on me, and I have these reservations."

"Husband, " she asked with disappointment in her voice?

"And I'm a mother of four, " Karen added.

Sheila's jaw dropped. "Four? With that gorgeous figure? No way?"

Karen felt a tingle at that comment. She took a lot of pride in keeping a good figure, but it felt great to hear others acknowledge it. "Why thank you, sweetie. let's go do lunch."

The two ordered salads and white wine. "How do you do it all, if you don't mind me asking? Family, a business and staying in shape?"

Karen took a bite of salad, "Oh, I love my job and I love my family. It takes a juggling act, but Robert and I manage to pull it off. Of course, it's more of a challenge with our maid quitting to start a new job. She was a very important part of our family, so we're struggling with that a bit. We need to get the house back in order."

"It's that bad?"

She took a sip of wine. "Well, Tamrah, our maid, kept the house clean, did the shopping, errands that needed to be handled for the house and anything special we needed taken care of." There was something in Karen's eyes when she said special, as if she had lost something important. "She also had her own room with a walk in closet and bathroom."

Sheila was barely eating as she listened to Karen and admired her beauty. "Wow. She lived with you and had a room like that?"

Karen smiled. "Of course. She was a member of the family, not just an employee. Our kids loved her. Our littlest daughter Katrina just adored her."

The two enjoyed the lunch and Karen could tell that Sheila had an attraction to her. She took an instant like for the shy young lady as well. One of the things that appealed to Sheila was the fact that Karen just treated her like a woman, not a trans woman. The conversation would come up at the salon as Karen insisted on going there after lunch. "I want to do something with that hair."

It was a rather large salon with a half dozen women being taken care of when they arrived. A couple of them were getting their nails done. "Wow, this is impressive, " said Sheila.

Karen was proud of her salon. "This isn't all of it. There's more in the back. We do waxing, massages and more. I'll give you a tour sometime." She gave a younger red headed woman a kiss. "Hi Kristen. Busy day today?"

"Not as busy as yesterday mom, " she replied, "but we're doing pretty good."

She introduced the young trans woman. "This is Sheila. I'm taking her to my office to give her a makeover."

Kristen was unphased by this. Her mother had a policy of welcoming the transgender community into their salon, and then there were the house maids, who were usually male to female transgender woman "Nice to meet you Sheila."

Karen ushered Sheila into her office and pointed to the chair. "Have a seat. I think I know just the thing for you. I want to give you a trim and we're gonna style it a little. I want to bring out your highlights, so I'll touch them up. Then, we'll do something about your eye brows. You did okay with them, but we can do better."

Karen carefully and meticulously did her brows. "So, how long have you been transitioning sweetie?"

"On and off for the last five years, " she replied. There was some discomfort with her eye brows, but she was looking forward to the results. "That is, when I can afford to get hormones."

Karen admired her work. "I'm sorry to hear that. I'm glad you're not doing what some girls do to transition, but I know it's difficult for you. Robert and I paid for Tamrah's hormones and laser, even breast augmentation and wardrobe."

"You did all of that for your maid, " she asked in disbelief.

Karen prepared to do the young transwoman's hair. "She wasn't just a maid. She was a member of the family too. Robert and I will always have special feelings for her."

"Can I ask why she left?"

"She had an opportunity to manage a high line clothing store, but she also had a boyfriend too. I think the chance at having a husband of her own and a career was more appealing than being a third wheel in our relationship."

"Third wheel?"

Karen prepared to wash her hair. "Well, not to Robert and I. We loved her. But, I'm sure she had those feelings."

Sheila pondered what it meant to be a third wheel in their relationship and Karen worked her magic with her hair. The process want on for a while, but she was impressed with the results as Karen turned her around to face the mirror. "What do you think, dear?"

Sheila started to cry. "Oh my God. I love it."

She helped her out of the chair. "Told you I had a lot to work with. If you don't mind going back to my place for a moment, I'll drive you back home."

"No, not at all."

The Wilson's had a nice house on the hill just outside the city. There were eight bedrooms, two four car garages and a pool and hot tub out back. The property was expensive, but they could afford it. Sheila was impressed. When they went inside, she could see that a little cleaning was in order. Something smelled burnt, and a little girl came up to Karen.

"Hi mommy." She hugged her. "Daddy cooked, but it didn't taste good, so he bought pizza."

Karen shook her head. "I told him to pay attention to the stove and not the damn ball game. Where is your daddy now?"

"In the garage, " the girl looked at Sheila. "Who is she, mommy? Is she gonna be here like Aunt Tamrah?"

Karen smiled. "Her named is Sheila."

"She's pretty, " she replied as she ran back to the living room to watch TV.

"That's my youngest daughter. Her name is Katrina, " she said to Sheila as she led her into the kitchen. She really had nothing to do and could have taken Sheila home, but she wanted more time to interest her in the maid's job. "Forgive the mess. We're working on that. Can I get you a drink?"

Sheila didn't have a big apartment, but she kept it clean at all times. No dishes in the sink, vacuumed and mopped floors and furniture always dusted. When she saw the dishes in the sink and gloves to put on over her painted purple finger nails, she went to work on them. "Sheila, you don't have to do that. You're a guest in my house."

"It's no bother at all Karen, " she said as she continued washing the dishes. "It's the least I can do."

"Do you mind if I speak to my husband a moment? I needed to see him about something."

"Go ahead. I'll be here."

"There's soda or wine in the fridge if you want. Help yourself."

Robert had the hood up on a vintage red corvette. He turned around when he heard her come in. "I was hoping you'd have called by now. How did it go?"

She walked up and kissed him as he was about to hug her. "Don't touch me with those greasy hands, baby. I don't want to ruin my dress."

"Well, how did it go, " he asked impatiently?

She smiled. "She's in the kitchen washing dishes as we speak."

"So, you hired her?"

She shook her head. "No, she offered to do the dishes as a thank you. I did her hair and eye brows and had lunch with her, but I think she is interested. I just haven't asked her."

He grinned. "Well, get your cute little ass in there and finish the deal."

"Why, so you can bend her cute little ass over the Corvette and have your way with her, " she giggled?

"If you don't get out of here, it will be your ass over the Corvette." He said with a wink. "The place is falling apart. We need her here."

When Karen returned to the house, Katrina was still busy. Karen could hear vacuuming and noticed the dishes were done and put away. "Mommy, Sheila wanted to know where the vacuum was, and I showed her and now she's vacuuming but I can't hear the TV."

Karen shook her head as she walked into the living room. Sheila was just finishing up when Karen kicked the plug out. "Cone with me. I want to show you something."

"But, I'm almost done, " she protested as Katrina took her seat on the couch to resume watching her cartoons.

She grabbed the young trans woman's hand, "Just follow me." She led her into the maid's bedroom and locked the door behind her. "This is where Tamrah slept."

Sheila was impressed. There was a queen sized bed with pink sheets. The room was decorated in various shades of pink. The walk in closet had a full length mirror on the door and there was a bathroom with a Jacuzzi bath tub. "Wow."

Karen led her into the closet. "Lots of room in here for wardrobe, and she had a lot. She wore a maid's outfit here. She had a few actually. It was her choice. Robert and I didn't care how she dressed as long as the work got done, but she said it made her feel more professional."

Sheila looked it all over. She could put the bed she slept in inside this closet. She looked at Karen in suspicion, "Why did you bring me here?"

Karen slowly moved in closer and her ruby red lips met Sheila's burgundy lips in a deep kiss. "I hope you don't mind, but I've been wanting to do this all day."

Impulsively, Shelia put her arms around the beautiful red headed woman and kissed her passionately before realizing what she had done. She pulled away. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

"Why? It was nice."

Shelia walked out of the closet and Karen headed for the bed. "Karen, you're married."

She nodded. "Absolutely, and I love my husband. I'm sure you'd like him too if you met him, but this is about us. So, we kissed. So what?"

"So what, " Sheila replied incredulously? "You have no idea the things I've wanted to do to you since I got into your car."

Karen grinned. "Oh, that sounds good." She pulled off her dress to reveal matching baby blue bra and panties and breasts that threatened to rip the bra. "What do you want to do to me." She rubbed her panties. "As you can see, I'm already wet."

Sheila's tented panties were concealed by her skirt. It wasn't much to hide at about maybe five inches. "I want to lick your..." She blushed and stopped talking in embarrassment.

Karen looked at her new friend seductively. "Lick my what? My pussy?" She removed her panties. "My ass." She bent over to reveal a beautiful round ass. "Both?" She removed her bra to release her DD breasts. "Maybe you want to suck on these? I still lactate, by the way."

"I..." Sheila was speechless.

Karen wouldn't let up with her teasing as she spread her legs . "Or do you want to fuck me."

"Karen, I... I don't know if I can. I just..."

She giggled. "Well, neither did Tamrah, but that didn't stop me from riding that thing of hers dozens of times."

Sheila gave in and stripped down to her tented pair of purple panties and matching bra. She got in bed and started kissing Karen and fondling her breasts. Something was telling her this was wrong, but she was ignoring that voice as she started sucking on her nipples.

"What do you think of my breasts, " she asked?

"They are amazing, " she replied as she licked one nipple and she gently pinched the other.

"Hmmm, you like 'em?"

"I love 'em. I'm jealous of 'em."

Shelia was kissing her all the way down to her neatly trimmed pussy. "You know, you could always get a pair one day."

"I couldn't afford it, " she replied as she stared at Karen's beautiful pussy. She breathed in her feminine aroma. She wasn't in the mood for talking as she started kissing her there and then licking her. It suddenly occurred to Sheila that she had never done this before. She wanted to do it right and recalled a comedian telling a joke about licking the alphabet down there. She felt silly, but she started doing it.

Karen started encouraging her and gently directing her. "Hmm... Right there. Yeah, there baby, " she said as she pushed her head into her pussy. "Oh, God, yes. That's it. Mmm... Oh fuck, yes."

For the first time, Sheila gave a woman an orgasm, and she did it with her tongue. She was unprepared for what literally came next as Karen began squirting in her face. She looked up with a wet face at Karen, who was smiling. "Oops. Sorry. I forgot to tell you I'm a squirter. Gimme a kiss, angel."

After kissing for a few moments, Sheila got up to clean her face, but Karen pulled her back to the bed. "Where do you think you're going? I thought you wanted to lick my ass too, baby. It's jealous of all the attention you gave my pussy."

In moments, Sheila's pussy juice drenched face was buried in Karen's ass with her tongue probing her tight hole. Karen was a woman who loved having her ass rimmed, and she started to get a little noisy with her moaning. Sheila was nervous and excited at the same time when Karen turned around and pulled down her panties to reveal the trans woman's shaved clitty. "If this is going up my ass, I need to get it ready."

"Karen, I don't know if..."

"You can, " she interrupted with a wink. "Trust me." She could already taste the sissy's juices, so she stopped and turned around, looking over her shoulder. "I'm ready when you are, sweetie."

She had all kinds of thoughts going through her head, some telling her that this was wrong, but in the moment she gave into temptation. She had never penetrated anybody with her clitty and didn't have the desire to do so. However, the beauty of the very sensual Karen persuaded her as she pushed up against her tight hole, Slowly, it gave in.

The feeling of Karen's ass wrapped around her clitty was indescribable to her. "There you go angel, " she said as she looked back. "Not as big as Robert's, but that's okay. You really have to experience Robert to know what I mean. He's big and he's loaded, if you know what I mean." She started grinding against Sheila, who was all the way inside her.

Sheila did her best, but she couldn't last long before she had one of her biggest orgasms inside the beautiful woman's ass. "I'm sorry."

Karen had an ass full of cum as she stood up and put her panties back on. "Don't be sorry, dear. You did your best. You'll do better next time, but we should get going and get you back home."

"Shouldn't we freshen up first, " Sheila asked?

"Why? You're going home and I'm coming back here, " she kissed her. "I don't mind having your cum inside me. Don't you like wearing my pussy juices as a mask?"

Sheila had no response as the two got dressed. Karen drove her back home and kissed her before letting her out. As she entered her apartment, Sheila realized she didn't get a phone number. She had doubts that she would see Karen again. Over a week went by before she heard anything.

It was a Sunday and it was football, one of the things she enjoyed on her antenna TV. The picture was crisp and in high definition, and she had beer and plenty of pizza, thanks to a two for one deal. No sooner had she sat down for the game than there was a knock at the door.

She answered to find a black haired man on the other end in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. "Can I help you?"

He extended a hand. "Hi, my name's Robert."

"Robert?"

He grinned. "You know my wife. She did your hair and then you fucked her ass and ate her pussy. I believe she squirted on your face."

Her jaw dropped. "Look, Robert, I'm sorry, but..."

He laughed and walked through the door without being invited. "Don't worry about it. She likes you. She said I might like you too, so I thought I'd come by and introduce myself. Oh, is that pizza? Got any beer? Who's playing?"

She stared at him for a moment as she shut the door. She went to the kitchen to get him a beer and sat down beside him. "Help yourself, " she said, though he was already eating pizza.

He finished a piece and took a big drink. "Look, I'll be honest with you, Sheila. My wife and I are looking for a live in maid, and we think you'd be perfect."

"Why me?"

He looked around the room. "For one thing, you keep a clean house. My wife tells me you started cleaning our house when you were there. You are very attractive and a little adventurous, which we both like, and you need help with your transition and a better place to stay." He grabbed another piece of pizza.

She shook her head. "This all seems very strange to me, Robert. Your wife makes it sound like... I don't know. It's just strange to me."

He looked her in the eye. "We're looking for a third person in our relationship. Karen and I are very busy and can't always take care of things at home. That's where you come in with cooking and cleaning and all we need."

She eyed him suspiciously. "Yeah, and why do I get the feeling sex is involved as well?"

He took a drink as he watched the game. "Oh, nice pass. He should have caught that one. Well, there would be a little sex, or a lot, depending on the day. Sometimes Karen is in the mood and I'm not."

She looked at him and saw a bulge in his pants. "And sometimes you..."

He looked at her and smiled. "Sometimes I'm in the mood for a nice tight hole to fuck, and she's just not in the mood or unavailable."

"You don't mince words, do you."

"I'm a business man, " he pulled down his pants, "and it pays to be direct. Plus, I know you've been thinking about my cock since you found out I was Karen's husband. Admit it."

She looked at his bulge, anxious to remove his cock from his underwear as she noticed a dot on the underwear, "Well, go ahead, " he instructed. "Have a look at the cock that has penetrated my beautiful wife in every possible way."

The removal of the underwear revealed the truth. Robert's hairy cock was massive. It wasn't just the eight inches of length. It was thick too. "Impressive, isn't it, " he asked. "Go ahead. Touch it. Kiss it. I'm not leaving until I put it inside both of your holes."

She looked him in the eyes. "And what if I say no?"

He sighed. "I'd be very disappointed, but I'd respect your decision not to come live with us as our third and our maid." He flexed his cock as it got even stiffer for a moment. "But, we both know that's not happening now, don't we Sheila? Suck daddy's cock."

Sheila kissed and licked the tip of his shaft. She grabbed it gently with one hand and felt the soft hardness, the flexibility of it. "You know, sometimes it's a bit much for Karen to handle. I don't believe in going out and finding hookers or cheating on her, and we both agreed years ago as our careers took off that we would hire a maid who could also serve as the third in our relationship."

She took her mouth off of his massive shaft long enough for a question. "Why a transgender woman?"

"Lots of reasons really, " he replied as he felt her mouth around his cock. ”There's loyalty to the one who helps them transition." He guided her head down on his shaft until she gagged for a moment. "You'll get used to it. So many are so lonely out there that if you show them love, you'll get it back in spades. And then, there's the fact that so many are good little sluts in bed."

Sheila hated to admit it, but she could get used to servicing Robert's big cock. He was very direct in what he wanted, but something told her he would take care of her if she served him and his wife well. She already adored Karen. "I think you'd be a good little slut in bed, Sheila. Am I right?"

She continued working his shaft with her hand and mouth. His taste was getting stronger as he just relaxed and watched the game. "Aw, what do you mean holding? Bad call." He held her head down on his cock until she gagged again. "A little better that time. You're getting it."

He smiled down at her. "Sweetie, stop for a moment and strip naked for me."

She was a bit hesitant, but she did as asked. "Turn around. Let me see that ass. Not bad. We'll get you back on hormones and see what else we can do. Turn around. Yeah, I think your tittles will grow more, but we can get you a boob job, no problem. Karen was right. You have a cute little clitty. She may have use for it, but I don't. As you can see, I have the cock in the family. Get on your knees over there."

She looked up at him as he stood in front of her. "What are you doing?"

He grinned. "Well, you see, Karen told me she gave you a facial, so I feel it's only fair I get my turn, don't you? Why don’t you do me a favor and tell daddy how badly you want his cum on your face."

She licked her lips. She'd like to think she would have a shred of self respect, but she was soon begging as she asked. "Cum on my face, daddy. I need it badly." She licked her lips again.

He shot a spurt right on her nose as she opened her mouth to try to catch some. "There you go slut." Another shot landed above her right eye and another on her chin before one went into her mouth. She savored that as another shot hit her in the cheek. He managed to get the other cheek as he laughed. "You are a messy little slut."

When he was done, he ordered her to clean him up. He smiled proudly at her. "You take orders better than Karen. She still has an independent streak in her. Now, go get me another beer and don't wash your face. I want you to wear it when I fuck your tight little hole later."

Sheila was more than a little turned on by being dominated by the older man the way he did it. She brought him and herself a beer and sat next to him, still naked and with cum on her face. He kept his pants off, and she kept stealing glances to see when he might be ready to take her virgin hole with that monster of his.

They carried on a somewhat normal conversation about football as they watched the game. He allowed her to gently play with his cock as the game was about over before ordering her again. "Sweetie, get some lube. It will make what's about to happen much better for you."

She brought some lube from the bathroom and started lubing her tight hole liberally. "Sweetie, what we're gonna do is have you come over to the house tomorrow morning or tonight. Call your work and say there's a family emergency and get a week off. You will be auditioning as our maid. There is a list of things you need to do in your new room. At the end of the week, we'll decide if you made it or not. Sound good?"

It was all happening fast, but she barely thought about it when she answered. All she could think about was the stretching her virgin hole was about to receive. "I'll go tonight, but I need to pack some things."

He shook his head. "There are things for you to wear there as well as other essentials. We'll also get you on hormones immediately if we keep you." He pointed to the kitchen table. "Why don't you bend over the table and let daddy have better access?"

She went to the table and felt the vulnerability as her ass was exposed. She didn't have to wait as he stood behind her with his hard cock pressing up against her lubed, yet tight hole. His tip went in as she moaned a little. "Oh God. It hurts."

"Relax, darling. You need to get used to it, and you will. Trust me.” He pushed in further as she moaned louder. "You're doing good, baby. Halfway in."

"Halfway? Oh God. There's more, " she whined?

He started pushing in and slowly pulling back to get her used to him. "You're doing good, baby. You are tight though, just the way daddy likes it."

"I don't know if I can do this, " she cried.

He leaned down on her and kissed her neck. "You're doing fine. Just relax. It will feel better."

He could tell she was relaxing and taking him almost all the way in now. He had to admit he loved breaking in a new maid, though it had been a while. She was so nervous, and yet submissive to his desires. He had practically barged into her home and in a matter of a few hours she had fed him, given him several beers, taken a facial and now had his rock hard cock buried deep inside of her sissy pussy. He was hopeful that she excelled at her house work, because he wanted Sheila to live with he and Karen.

After a while, he pulled out and led Sheila to the couch as he sat down. "Have a seat on daddy's cock, " he ordered.

Having been stretched a little, his cock went deep inside of her as she looked ahead at the TV screen and the post game show. She turned her head as she leaned back for a kiss. It was then that she realized that she was impaled all the way on his thick love muscle.

They carried on in this position for several minutes before he had her on her back with her ass resting on the arm rest of the couch and sticking in the air. She felt him lube her up some more and shove his cock inside of her one more time as his thrusts became faster and more deliberate. He leaned down to kiss her. "You are a sexy piece of ass, Sheila."

She was driven over the edge in that moment and had her own intense orgasm as she looked up at him. "Oh fuck, that is hot, " he moaned as he began cumming inside her ass after what had been about 30 minutes of intense fucking. He leaned in and kissed her. "You were fantastic. Do you have a robe?"

She nodded. "Uh huh."

"Get your robe and your keys and lets go home."

He called Karen to let her know of their arrival. Katrina was at her grandmother's house, and Kevin was at a friend's house. Both wouldn't be back for a few hours. Karen greeted Robert at the door. "Did you fuck her?"

He kissed her. "Of course I did sweetie."

She smiled at Sheila, who entered the house barefooted and wearing a pink robe. She kissed her. "Did it hurt?"

A wet spot had developed in the back of her robe from where Robert's cum had leaked out. She melted into Karen's kiss. "A little."

"It still hurts me too sometimes when he fucks my ass, " she admitted, "But, you get used to it. That's the price we pay for having a real man to satisfy us."

Sheila was shown to her room, and she drew a bubble bath with the nice bath oils that were provided. It felt exquisite as she did a maintenance shave of her somewhat smooth body. She hoped that she could get laser hair removal if she landed the job here. However, she knew she had to earn it.

To her amazement, the closet was filled with clothes. It had been empty when Karen showed it to her, but now there were outfits for any occasion. Nice dresses, and skirt outfits. There was a lingerie collection to die for as well as some casual clothes for just lounging around. Plus, there were shoes and lots of them. She slipped into a pink babydoll and panty set that night and drifted off to sleep between the satin sheets. The morning would come soon enough, and the real test would begin.

The list of duties was long and started about an hour before anybody got up with the preparing of breakfast. She was charged with preparing all meals and had cook books to consult and everything needed to make a meal. A big house meant lots of rooms to clean. She had to make sure Katrina got off to school and got home alright. She had to do all the shopping and deal with any issues that popped up, such as one of the cars needing to be smogged on Wednesday. They gave her a check book and a debit card to make sure all of the bills associated with running the house were paid. She found it odd that they would trust her with this responsibility, and she took it seriously.

She found that she excelled at the job and was very attentive to details. When she got into what she was doing she tended to obsess about it until it was done right. On Thursday, her curiosity about the maid's outfits got the better of her. A skimpy pink maid's outfit hung in her closet, and she put it on as she began shampooing the living room carpet. She wasn't expecting Robert to show up with Joe, one of the foremen of his work crews.

They both had been out on a job and came home to swim. "Hi Robert. Can I get you and your friend anything?"

"Beer, and could you call pizza delivery." He looked at Joe. "Extra large combo." He nodded. "Order an extra large combo. Thank you."

Sheila returned to shampooing the carpet and had just finished when the door bell rang with the pizza. She paid the man and brought the pizza out back where the two men were skinny dipping. They both emerged from the pool. Joe was a bald, yet hairy man who was as well endowed as Robert. She turned to leave, but Robert stopped her. "Have a piece, Sheila."

She shook her head. "I really shouldn't. I have to go over the main bathroom, and then I need to pick up Katrina from school and then..."

He kissed her. "Relax. It'll just take a minute," Joe stepped behind her with his hands on her ass. He reached around to feel her hard clitty in her panties. "What do you think Joe?"

Joe smiled. "Very nice. Nice tight ass. Now, as I recall, I had tails and it came up."

Robert nodded. "Of course. Help yourself."

Sheila got anxious. "What's going on, Robert? I can't..." He kissed her. "It's just Joe. He's working hard for us and the company is doing well. I thought he deserved a reward. Don't you agree?"

She stared at him with a look of betrayal in her eyes. He gave her the puppy dog look. "Please. For me?"

It happened so fast that she was really in no position to fight it. In no time, Joe's cock was buried deep in her ass, but her moans were stifled by Robert's big cock in her mouth. She had seen those sexy scenes by the pool in the porn movies, and now she was living one of them, whether she wanted it or not, She really didn't, but she dutifully milked the two cocks until they released their seed into her violated holes.

On Saturday night, she was to be evaluated and told whether she had the job full time. Sheila already knew the answer. She had done good work. It was work too, and she felt tired at the end of the day, but that was required to keep the house in order and make the family's life easier. The real question was whether she wanted it or not. The scene on Thursday by the pool bothered her, and she almost felt like she was raped.

She was in the walk in closet picking out a while nightie and panty combination as instructed when Karen entered the room. "Oh, sweetie, that will be perfect, You need to wear the stockings and garters and heels. Robert is crazy for heels."

She sighed. "Okay, I guess so."

Karen was concerned for Sheila as she rubbed her back gently. "Sweetie, what's bothering you?"

"Nothing, " She replied flatly.

Karen shook her head. "I'm not buying it. Something is on your mind. Tell me."

Sheila sat on the bed, slowly working the stockings up her legs. They felt good against her smoothness. "Robert came home Wednesday when I was in the middle of a list of things to do, and he brought Joe from work and..."

Karen gasped. "He didn't? And they made you..."

She nodded. "Both of them at the same time."

She hugged her. "I'm so sorry, sweetie. Robert does that from time to time. He's done it to me too."

"Really? How did you feel about it? I mean, what did you do?"

Karen laughed. "Well, I just took it that day, but I was plenty pissed about it. He didn't get any pussy from me for a month. I told him he shouldn't just drop by with somebody like that and expect me to perform. He did that with Tamrah a lot, but she was really into it. I'll talk to him for you."

"It's not that I'm against being with guys sometimes that he might bring here, but, it's just..."

"What is it dear? Tell me."

Sheila blushed. "Well, I like women a lot, and... I mean, if you brought... I mean..."

Karen smiled and gave her a deep kiss. "Sweetie, I do girl's nights a lot, and I'll make sure you get included in some of those too. My girlfriends would love a sexy young pussy licker like you. Now let's get you dressed and pick out my outfit. He should be back soon."

The lingerie was a contrast. Sheila, the new girl in the family, wore white, and Karen wore black. Both looking sexy in stockings and garters and fully made up, "I don't know why we bother, " Karen laughed. "We're all just gonna be naked anyway."

Robert walked into the bedroom. "The kids are at their grandma's. This night is about us. The three of us." He looked at Karen and then Sheila. "Sheila, I want you to join our family as our maid. But, it's more than that. You are family, and you perform a role vital in making Karen and my life easier. You will get tested at times, but know that we both love you and want you to be with us. You're feelings matter to us."

Sheila tried to process the words. When he finished, he kissed her and then Karen kissed her. Both the husband and wife got on bended knee in front of her. "Sheila, will you join us as our maid wife, a member of our family who we will love and cherish always?"

The two held a black jewelry box that they opened to reveal a nice gold and diamond ring. It looked expensive, and Sheila started to cry. She nodded. "I do."

"We love you, " the two said in unison. "I love you too, " Sheila responded as the they shared a tree way kiss.

Robert removed his pants and stood in front of the two ladies, who both got down on their knees to worship his big cock with their mouths. Sheila and Karen had a meeting of the tongues at the tip of Robert's cock as they licked either side of it. Sheila started licking his balls as Karen worked the shaft. Robert looked down on the too ladies in pride and pleasure.

Karen got up and took her place on the bed while Sheila continued to suck on Robert's hard cock. "Get her ready for me Sheila, " he commanded.

In no time, Sheila was licking Karen's sweet pussy from behind. Karen was ready for her man, but Sheila savored her taste and aroma. Robert moved in behind Karen, and Sheila guided his cock into his wife's pussy with a kiss. Sheila positioned herself underneath Karen to lick her pussy and the cock sliding rapidly in and out of her.

Karen beckoned Sheila in front of her for a taste of her hard sissy stick. She was taking it from both ends, but it wasn't long before Robert shot his first load of the night into his wife's willing pussy as she experienced a small orgasm that was building up before he finished. She looked up at Sheila. "Fuck me baby.'

After watching Robert's cock slide inside of Karen's pussy, Sheila felt inadequate with her smaller clitty, but she nonetheless wanted the chance. She went slowly for fear of cumming too fast, but also to see if there was a place that she might stimulate Karen's orgasm. She understand that a woman didn't need a big cock to have a good orgasm if she was stimulated properly. Karen and Sheila were both into it and moaning loudly when Karen's orgasm let loose.

Sheila was building towards her own orgasm when Robert stood over his wife with his cock in Sheila's face. Her focus was shifted to Robert's cock, which was ready for another tight hole. "Are you ready to make it official, " Robert asked?

Sheila crawled on her hands and knees between Karen's legs with her pussy in front of her face and her ass in the air. As she went down on Karen's sweet cream pie, Robert took Sheila from behind and was half inside in moments. It hurt, but Sheila knew pleasure was coming. She was already enjoying the taste of Karen as Robert's cock pistoned in and out of her.

Karen looked at Robert fucking their new maid wife and smiled. "Remember the sandwich position, baby?"

Robert pulled out of Sheila. “Fuck my wife again, sweetie." This was an order she happily obeyed as she felt the warm confines of Karen's sweet honey pot. This time it was different. With some effort, Robert had his cock in Sheila's pussy hole while her clitty was inside his wife. The motion was mostly provided by Robert pushing inside Sheila, and Karen squeezed Sheila with her pussy, causing great pleasure.

Sheila was in another world and feeling pleasure she had never even imagined before. It wasn't long before she was cumming inside of Karen. Robert began fucking her hard, and it wasn't long before he put his seed inside of her. They all kissed. "You're in the family now."

Sheila never even conceived of the possibility of being a maid, let alone being in this type of relationship. Yet, she couldn't imagine her life any other way now. She did get on hormones and had breast implants and other work from a highly acclaimed cosmetic surgeon. The hormones left her mostly limp, but she hadn't had the surgery yet, mostly out of fear. Robert and Karen said that was her decision and they would support it.

Life was never dull with them. Sheila performed her duties at a high level and kept things running smoothly at home. Robert kept them both on their toes as always, and Karen let her be a part of some naughty gatherings with the ladies. There was never a dull moment with them. Unlike the other maids, Sheila had no desire to leave.