Pushing down her covers, she remembered everything else as well, glancing down at her naked body. Glancing around the crowded room, only the space nex... to the bed having been truly cleared, she saw a maid costume, her shoes, and a note stacked on top a nearby box. Glancing at the open door, wondering when Brian had come in, and why he had left her door open, she sat up and read the note:Good morning my Sexy Sister Maid. Hope you are ready for a long day. It will be quite rewarding and I’m sure. She tosses it to the floor, before leaning down and taking one of my nipples in her mouth. Her tongue lashing at my erect nipple, her fingers squeezing and pinching on the other one. I grab a hold of her hips, I roll my own up into her, my bare pussy grinding against her panties. Reaching over towards the bowl of ice, I grab a cube and slide it along her back, causing her to arch and growl lowly against my nipple. Our hips gyrating together, my need for her growing deeper into my core, to the. I was fifteen minutes early, not wishing to be anything other than on time. I walked the hundred yards and got the most surprised looks from people I passed. I hoped they would think I was going to a fancy dress party. It was early afternoon though and I heard some comments such as, ‘weirdo,’ and the like. I looked at the ground as I walked. I stood two doors away for the three minutes I needed to wait to be on time before walking self-consciously up the pathway. It was a detached house but I. Her strawberry blonde hair was a mess, her eyes bloodshot with dark rings around them and when I asked her in, she threw her five-foot-two-inch body at me. I carried her into the living room and sat in my chair with her in my lap.“Wanna talk about it?” I asked; she just nodded her head.“What was the big deal about telling me?”“I thought when I told you, you would want to stop me going or dump me.”“Why would you think that?”“It was a hen party, there was going to be, there was drinking and.