Author: Cheerleader Fan
Title: The Personal Assistant
Keywords: MF, Light Femdom, Mast

Chapter Two
Ms Roberts enjoys a bath

The day passes like any other and after running a few errands and such I notice the time is a bit past five. I send Ms Roberts a text asking her if she'd like me to start preparing dinner for her.

"Yes, please do Smith. I'm in the mood for chicken tonight, with rice and a vegetable if you wouldn't mind." comes her reply.

"I'll be right on that, Ms Roberts." I text back then I set myself to work. After not much time at all I've got a few chicken breasts baking in the oven and the rice cooker fired up with a batch of brown rice inside. She wasn't very specific with the vegetable, so I make corn as it's one of the few I enjoy. When the chicken has about fifteen minutes left to cook the front door flies open and Ms Roberts walks in. I dutifully approach her and take her things as they are handed to me.

"Oh what a god damned day." Ms Roberts muses. "So many meetings. I fucking HATE meetings! Such a waste of time. I'd rather actually accomplish something than sit in a chair and take part in a bunch of circular arguments. I tell you Smith, you're in the right business. Only one person to please and the most complicated meetings you ever have are things I know I don't really have to pay you to do."

"But I'm so glad you do, Ms Roberts." I reply with a smile. "Dinner's nearly complete. If you'd care to have a seat I'll fetch you something to drink so you can relax."

"Oh that would be wonderful." Ms Roberts comments, taking a seat at the head of the dinner table. I rush in with a glass and a bottle of chilled wine. I pop the cork and pour her a glass. Ms Roberts turns slightly away from the table, extends her legs and lets out a sigh. "Smith, my poor feet are killing me. Be a dear?"

"Of course, Ms Roberts." I reply and drop to my knees in front of her. I slip off each heel and start massaging her sore feet. I work briskly, but gently giving her feet a sensuous rubbing down.

"That feels nice, Smith, but I'd like a more personal touch." Knowing just what she means I wordlessly reach up her legs and under her skirt. Finding each suspender of her garter belt in turn I unhook each clip and roll the stockings off of her legs. When each leg is fully liberated I tuck the stockings into my pocket, to be deposited in the hamper at my earliest convenience. Just as I'm finishing her foot massage the timer on the over goes off. I give Ms Roberts a nod and head off to the kitchen where I kill the timer and wash my hands.

I remove the chicken from the over and pull the rice and corn away from the heat as well. Then I grab a plate from the cupboard and fill it with food for Ms Roberts. I carry the food out to the dining room and set it down in front of Ms Roberts along with a knife and fork. Only then do I go to fetch myself a plate of food.

We enjoy the meal in each others' company, Ms Roberts at the head of the table and I on the side to her right. She continues to vent her frustrations with the day as I do my best to ease her feelings with pleasantries. After not much time Ms Roberts and I are done with out meal and I ask her what her intentions are for the evening.

"Honestly Smith, after the sort of day I've had I really need to unwind." Ms Roberts tells me. "I think a bath and a cum are in order. Yes, I really would like to masturbate this evening. I'm a ways into a good romance novel so I think I'll have a good one.

"Of course Ms Roberts. Shall I prepare the bath?" I ask.

"That would be lovely Smith, thank you."

"And do you know what you're in the mood for?"

"Hmm yes, I think so. The pink one please."

"I'll get on that right now, Ms Roberts" I reply and head off to her bedroom.

I arrive in Ms Roberts's bedroom and reach into the top drawer of her dresser where an extensive collection of sex toys are kept. I pull out a translucent pink waterproof vibrator that's about six or seven inches long and check that the batteries are in working order. After verifying that they are I open her closet and grab a bathrobe and a towel. After collecting the necessary items I enter her bathroom and proceed to draw her a bath. I add in a lavender scented bubble bath and light a few candles. Then I dim the lights just a bit to set the mood, but also to leave enough light for Ms Roberts to read by. Then I remember what's in my pocket and toss the pair of stockings into the hamper.

Just as I'm finishing the prep work Ms Roberts enters the bathroom and I hurry over to her. I unbutton her skirt and lower it, then I grab her shirt and pull it off over her head. I deposit the two articles of clothing in the hamper and get to work on Ms Roberts's lingerie. I unhook the garter belt and cast it aside then do the same with the hooks of her bra. After freeing her quite perky breasts I kneel in front of her and start slipping her panties down off of her. Ms Roberts then steps out of her panties and carefully settles herself into the bath.

"I'll be right back, Ms Roberts, I need to fetch my shorts." I state.

"Nonsense, smith. I'm not offended by your nudity." Ms Roberts informs me then she goes about finding her place in her book.

I swiftly disrobe and slip myself into the other side of Ms Roberts's bath. As I do Ms Roberts spreads her legs and pulls her knees up a ways. I settle down between Ms Roberts's legs and grab the vibrator I left on the edge of the tub. I turn the knob till it gently begins to hum and I slowly work the toy down to where Ms Roberts's legs join. Ms Roberts lets out a low moaning sigh and I smile a little. Of all the tasks Ms Roberts has me perform, her masturbation sessions are definitely one of my favorite.

I carefully slide the little pink toy between the lips of Ms Roberts's pussy and deliberately put pressure on it till it starts slipping in. I fix my gaze on Ms Roberts's face and am pleased to see her lick her lips as I slowly sink the vibrator deep into her hole. When nearly its whole length is inside of her the tip of the vibrator bottoms out against Ms Roberts's cervix. I continue putting pressure on the vibrator, pushing it hard against the entrance to her womb. Then I let up for a few moments before driving hard against her cervix again. Ms Roberts gasps and my smile widens. I know how much she loves this particular sort of stimulation, so I turn the knob at the base of the toy causing its vibrations to grow stronger.

With the vibrator now set to a higher intensity I proceed to slowly fuck Ms Roberts's with it. Starting with the vibrator deep inside her I slowly pull it back till only an inch or two are left inside. Then I deliberately push the pulsing plastic shaft back into Ms Roberts's pussy till once again its resting against her cervix. Once again I press the toy firmly against it and Ms Roberts releases a low throaty moan. Emboldened by her reaction I pick up the pace, pulling the vibrator from her clutching box till once again it's barely inside her, then forcing it back inside with more velocity than before. A side effect of my alacrity is that the tip of the vibrator strikes the entry to Ms Roberts's womb with more strength that I intended and she lets out a groan.

Afraid I'd hurt her I instinctively slow down a bit, but when I look up to see what her face says it tells me a different story. Ms Roberts's teeth are clenched, but her lips are still smiling so it's clear to me that she's enjoying the pummeling I'm administering to her womb. The smile splayed across Ms Roberts's face takes on a harder edge as she starts panting and breathing in gasps. Knowing she's getting close to an orgasm I bring my hand down and start rubbing her clit as I continue pounding her cervix with the tip of the vibrator. As the sensations from her clit join those she's getting from the cervical abuse I'm giving her Ms Roberts cries out and starts to shake.

Knowing that Ms Roberts tends to have, shall we say, energetic orgasms I do my best to hold on as her body spasms through the beginnings of her climax. Her moans and cries become shrieks as she splashes around the tub while I do my best to keep up the assault on her cervix. I remove my free hand from her clit, wrap that arm around her waist and hold her tight as I drive the vibrator deep inside her, holding it against her womb till the fiercest of her quakes subside.

As Ms Roberts's body goes limp I slip the vibrator from her pussy and turn it off. After a last few gasps Ms Roberts starts breathing in deeply till she finally catches her breath. When she can finally muster the strength Ms Roberts looks up at me and lets out a sigh. "Oh Smith. That was nice. I knew a good hard cum was just what the doctor ordered. I think you may have outdone yourself, thank you."

"As always, the pleasure was mine, Ms Roberts. I chuckle.

"Oh, I know it hardly takes twisting your arm, Smith, but I appreciate the effort you put to it. I've never had masturbation sessions like that on my own. I don't know how I'll feel about it tomorrow though. I think you may have bruised my poor little pussy with that performance. Might have to stick with jelly dildos for a while.

"I apologize, Ms Roberts, but I guess we were both caught in the moment and I know you were enjoying it at the time." I reply.

"It's all good, Smith." Ms Roberts sighs "Now, if you wouldn't mind I'd like to actually read a bit of this book while I enjoy the rest of my bath. If I need anything I'll let you know."

"Certainly, Ms Roberts. I'll be upstairs if you need anything more." I say to her as I get up and out of the tub. I dry myself off quickly, grab my clothing and make a hasty exit, leaving Ms Roberts to her privacy. After leaving her bathroom I shift to a more leisurely pace as I make my way back to my own part of the house.

On the way to my room I reflect on the last half hour or so and think how much I'd love to fill that pussy of hers myself some day. Sadly in the six months I've worked for her now Ms Roberts has yet to ask me to perform that particular task, but I can always hope that it'll happen one day. After all, it was only recently that I done more than simply masturbating Ms Roberts. Just last month she asked if I'd pleasure her orally. Of course I jumped on that chance and spent the better part of a Sunday night with my face buried between her legs.

As I enter my room I wonder what tomorrow will bring as I sit down to the PC to kill a few hours till it's time to turn in for the night.

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