And yes, it did!Like a good little maid, I started filling small paper cups with shots of liquor, allowing me to take my mind off the entire situation... Here I was, dressed up as a French maid, locked up in chastity, and about to serve at my Ex's Halloween party. What could possibly go wrong?Someone knocked on the door. I froze, a deer in the headlights, unsure what to do. The person knocked again."Um, get that maid!" my Ex called from the bedroom.I steadied myself and carefully walked to the. I said well I will tell you what, if you give me the bj I want and can make me cum in less than 5 minutes I will uncuff both of you and leave. If you dont make me cum in that time you tow has to decide whoose ass I am going to fuck for the next half hour. Thats what I am willing to offer. Christy asked for privacy, I said two minutes and pretended to leave the room, as I shut the door and stayed in the room, Sara let out what the fuck are you doing! Christy said calm down, Sara said the blow. Wednesday however,now Wednesday, remains fixed in my mind and even now I occasionallydream of that day and wake up sweating.It started when I picked up the blue dress and realized that two daysof stress had rendered the dress unwearable. The stench hit me hardand I tossed it in the corner. I stood and faced the closet.I ignored the yellow dress and looked at the two skirts. The tan seemedthe least threatening and I grabbed a white button down shirt. I knewenough to choose a white brassiere. I leaned forward and licked her pussy like my life depended on it, stopping only when she tugged me from her crotch by my hair and told me to fuck her.Our coupling was fierce. I had opened a door that had been closed in this woman's mind, one that she had strained against for years. Casting down the walls of Victorian propriety, my newfound lover was a sexual dynamo. The atmosphere of the moment spurred me like a powerful aphrodisiac. I don't know what turned me on more: the power I had over.