Days went by, and it was getting hard for me to control my boners. Masturbating by fantasizing her was becoming a daily routine. But still, she was my...maid and I respected her like a friend (never gave any wrong signs).I had a tight monthly budget, so I mostly stayed home. I only left for my 2 hours class after the lunch. Weekends were fun with Nitin and his girlfriend Roma. (I will tell you guys about Roma also in the next upcoming stories.)Until the day she asked me, “Sir aapke computer mein. No cars were even heard on the streets. She tugged at her knee socks. Is that him? No, that’s a truck. Erin tapped her fingers on her knee and yawned. Waiting was getting old very fast. Erin glanced at the clock again. 6:03 pm. Give him a few minutes! Stop being so impatient! She chided herself. It was just so difficult to be patient with her plan in mind. Her heart was racing just thinking about it. He’s going to walk in and see me in this getup... maybe I should have saved dinner until. ..with the paddle. "I bet you would, Slut." And with that a very loud smack rings through the room as Master takes a full swing at her ass with the paddle. The slut cries out in pain and shock and even I wince a bit knowing full well how bad that paddle can sting. I am pretty sure there is a nice red imprint on her ass right now, with the white letters SLUT in the middle of it. "Keep going, my pet. If she wants to cum she better do it, because I'm going to keep spanking her...." SLAP, "until. To that they began stripping each others clothes off they began with eachothers shirts off you could tell they where a little nervous by the way where moving very slow and touching and stopping looking at eachother. Next Mirandas bra hit the floor. wow i said thinking too my self Miranda was a mixed girl but a lovely skin complextion that looked as if she was covered in carmel with long curly brunette hair which led down to here beautiful light blue eyes and a radiant smile that would make you.