is it all just a dream?

 

Chapter 2

Just a Housekeeper?

The romantic evening on the beach, after the very confusing dream, should unfortunately not work out. When it just started to tingle my cell phone rang and I had to leave immediately.
I looked deep into your sweet eyes again and the words that I hate so much came over my lips. I'm sorry mouse, but work is calling, unfortunately I have to leave immediately, but I promise you I'll make it all up to you. I love you my mouse
We kissed one more hot and hearty farewell, our lips parted very slowly. Unfortunately I have to go Mouse, please don't make it so difficult for me, I hate to leave you back here with those sad eyes and the longing for me, but it doesn't help either of us.
I got up and left.

A short time later you went up to the house, took a relaxing bath and went to bed very early.

Our housekeeper Anita has become more than just an employee for you, although she is just forty, twelve years older than you, she has become like a second mother, nanny, educator and respectful person for you.
You obey her when she tells you something and also follow her advice.

She's like my watchdog who takes care of you when I'm not around.

However, she also irritates you sexually through her appearance.

What is it that appeals to me so much about her, you asked yourself:

- Is that this short length of wavy blonde hair.
- Is it these glasses that give her a kind of austerity.
- Is it the slightly transparent blouses that are made of this soft,
tight-fitting fabric that
flatters her tight, non-hanging, large breasts without a bra , that she
always wears wide open and that her mostly hard buds are
clearly visible.
- Or is it because she always wears skirts in which
her firm bottom is so beautiful and
makes me wonder whether she wears a thong underneath or nothing at all.
- or is it the mysterious thing about her, with whom she has what
in the house, or how or what she does against her lust.

I thought to myself, actually it doesn't matter, she irritates me and I'm curious what she's going to do with me and what I'll experience through her.
Because as she tries to dress me all the time and what I am supposed to learn, in addition to the situations that she consciously exposes me to, something has to come. The whole thing excites me to the core of my soul.

Well rested and relaxed, I put on the clothes I had chosen, today it is a red pointed thong, over it a blue checkered mini skirt, which is too short for my taste, because it barely covers my pussy while standing .
A white stretch blouse with snaps that is so tight that I can hardly close it and my breasts are extremely visible underneath. There is no bra today, but there are white knee socks with it.
Today she dressed me like a school girl, I find it very exciting and my curiosity about what to expect increases the whole thing to the extreme.

Hardly near the breakfast table, she came towards me and greeted me very warmly.
Today is not nice weather my mistress, it has been raining all morning, I think unfortunately you have to stay in the house today. but I try to make the day as nice as possible for you.

You're already doing that, Anita, I'll have breakfast for now, I replied.

Well, my mistress, I'll make it comfortable for you in the piano room, you can hang out there after breakfast, maybe the weather will get a little better in the afternoon. I also have a surprise for her today if the weather stays this bad.

When I was finished I went straight to the piano room and sat down on the comfortable old leather armchair that still had beautiful high armrests.
Good Anita put newspapers in front of me, lit candles and provided something to drink.
As I rummaged through the pile of newspapers I noticed one thing in particular, yes, what nice do we have there?
It's great, a porn magazine, but that shouldn't be for me, or should it?
Should that be my surprise?
Of course, I started leafing through it right away.
Since this is a photo booklet, there was a lot of new information to be seen in it.
Looking further at the booklet, I couldn't help but put a hand on your chest to stroke it.
The issue was about how a piano student gave herself to her teacher, the story was getting hotter and me too. My imagination ran away with you.
The stimulus on my chest was no longer enough for me at the moment and so I let my hand wander on the inside of my thighs and began to stroke myself there, as my excitement increased more and more I let my hand wander to my chest again, but this time into my blouse , which was easy, because their snaps popped open through the tightness as if by themselves.
A soft moan came out of my mouth as I felt the already hard nipple and began to stroke, push and pull it.
My thighs opened and gave my center of pleasure completely, as the mini skirt pushed itself up through the opening. Only my string still covers it. Just when a hand touched my lust center and I wanted to surrender to my excitement, Anita called you.
Now quickly straighten the skirt and put the notebook aside so that she doesn't notice anything.
Boo just about done it went through my head when she was standing in the middle of the room.
I made them warm milk mistress. I have to clarify something with the staff quickly. If they will excuse me, it may take a while. she said and put the milk down next to me.

As soon as she was out of the room, I had to let my urges run free.
My hand went so stormily into the blouse that all buttons popped open and my breasts were completely bare. Tenderly I circled my already hard buds and a woolly shower of pleasure flowed through my whole body. Oh my god what am I doing, what if she comes right back, it shot through my head.
I noticed how my love juice searched its way into the string through the lips. I'm running out like that, I have to do something about it. But I didn't want to stop now either and the attraction that Anita caught me gave me the extra kick. Without thinking about it, I took off my wet thong. The still hot milk that Anita had just brought me came just as requested. I was so horny that I let the hot milk run over my sensitive hard nipples. Mmmmmmh is that cool I had to whisper.
I now stimulated my breasts even more intensely, it almost comes to me.
My pussy challenged me to throb and twitch to pamper her, which I did.
I put my legs over the armrests and slid down a little to sit comfortably.
One hand now drove into my wet, wide open pussy and immediately began to pamper it according to all the rules of the art, the other hand did its work on my breasts. My hands spoiled me to a wonderful white, it is as if they were strange hands.
The armchair is directly opposite the door, if it opens now the visitor gets a direct view and I can't hide either.
No go on there is no turning back, no matter what comes, I want to come now with pleasure, I said to myself.
My eyes caught sight of a stately candle and without thinking about it, she took my hand.
Determined I led it to my mouth to moisten it and then forcefully to thrust into my greedy pussy.
A few violent shocks were enough to trigger the orgasm wave and I literally poured myself, the juice just shot out of me.
With slow movements of the candle I enjoyed this climax to the end when suddenly I heard voices outside the room.
Oh dear, what's coming now who.
I quickly put away the candle, closed my blouse and just wiped the chair with the thong on which I was pouring myself so much when the door opened.
Anita and a man entered the room and I stood there with the wet string in my hand. I was just able to hide it in my fist.
So my mistress, this is Toni.
He is a piano teacher and will teach her once a week from today.
I hope my surprise meets your taste, because it is time that the grand piano was finally used properly again.
And since you already have a basic knowledge of playing, her husband and I thought that you would be very happy about it.
Oh Anita, I don't know, I can't play that well either.

That will be my mistress, Toni will take a lot of time and he must be patient too, or Toni what do you mean.

But sure, everyone has learned to play with me.

In my head all thoughts are racing around like wild, the first thing I have to do is get rid of the string.
The story in the porn magazine, I in the mini now without a string.
My hands are shaking, just from what. Is it the excitement or is it the circumstances.
I went to the armchair and skilfully read the string, which was still in my hand, slide back over the backrest without the two noticing.

Anita said: I'll leave you both alone now so that you can start in peace.

Toni said to me: Then my love sit down and show me what you can do.

With a lot of hesitation I took a seat at the piano, because I knew that my Mini was standing so short that it almost didn't cover my pussy. Toni is a very good-looking man, dark, short hair, tanned, athletic build, mid-thirties, well-groomed hands and wearing a suit. Actually almost too perfect and he has a damned resemblance to the actor in this stupid porn magazine that I can't get out of my head now.

Going back is not possible, I cannot and will not disappoint my husband and Anita.
So I sat down and as I got deeper and deeper, of course, I also noticed how my skirt pushed higher and higher and now almost half of my still wet pussy was released. Oh god, how embarrassing is that, I thought to myself.

Nah then let's start he said to me.

I started to play with trembling hands when I suddenly felt his warm, gentle hand on my shoulder.

Very relaxed, not so cramped my love, I don't do anything to them, it came softly to my ear while he gently massaged my shoulder.

He stood slightly to the side of me and I felt his gaze boring directly into my half-naked pussy.
Woolly shivers ran through my body, oh God is the cool to feel such greedy looks from a strange man.

Suddenly he said to me: Please don't forget the footwork, you should also use the pedals while playing.

So he wants to see more of me, apparently he likes me, I thought to myself.
Because in order to get to the pedal at the bottom of the piano I have to slide forward a bit and that pushes my skirt up even further, I also have to open my legs further, otherwise I won't get there either, pretty clever the guy.

Of course I did what he wanted me to do, when does one have such an opportunity to enjoy his preferences?
I felt my wet lips open and I revealed my center to his gaze. How my buds stood up under his greedy gaze and clearly pressed through my blouse.
How my lust pearl got thicker and thicker and I could almost no longer sit still. Where is this guy taking me? I wondered.
Let's see if I can bring him upset too.

Without looking at him, my hand reached for his, which was still on my shoulder. I pulled it down directly onto my chest, skillfully undoing the snaps on the downward movement. His hand was now on my bare chest, how cool that feels.
I anxiously waited for a reaction from him, hoping that I wouldn't look cheap. what if he pulls her away now and makes the wrong picture of me. Oh no, he pulls her away again and I'm sitting here with my bare chest and my pussy wide open.

Nah so go, I thought to myself as she slowly drove down again.
It is so cool to feel these gentle hands, please make me even hotter and never stop, it went through my head.

His massage of my chest became more and more intense, he gently circled my nipple and I couldn't help it and gave my footwork an erotic aftertaste.
The effect became apparent after a short time to my delight in his pants.
I realized that if I don't do something now, we will soon no longer be able to cope with this excitement and burst.
I kept playing the piano with one hand and unzipped the zipper with the other. The further I opened it, the more it came to light, until I finally held all its splendor in my hand.
He lay hard and plump in my hand and longed to be massaged, which I did with pleasure while he lovingly cared for my chest.
I felt his desire not only in the way he massaged me but also in this impressive masculinity.
I couldn't help but lean towards him, my lips greeted him gently and tenderly, which then slowly open and I spoil him with my tongue until I take him in completely.

We let ourselves drift without giving a thought to where we are and that we weren't alone in the house.
When Anita's voice shook me awake.
Hurry up, I said to Toni, she'll be there soon. He packed his best piece in his pants and I quickly closed my blouse and just sat down properly when she was already in the room.

And Toni, what do you think, will she still learn? She asked.

Sure she's making very good progress, he said with a small grin.

I, on the other hand, thought that my head was about to burst from blushing.

Anita informed me that she had to go to town quickly to get something.
To Toni she said: Take good care of my mistress, I trust you.

I was standing there in front of the piano and my teacher behind me as she closed the door behind her.

Then he whispered to me: What a bad girl, receives her teacher without panties?
He had hardly said that when I felt his hand lift my skirt and he began to caress my buttocks so that I could do almost anything to me.

Oh yes sir, I'm a bad girl, please punish me, it may accidentally slip off my lips.

I leaned forward and braced myself with my arms on the piano to give it better access, but thought wrong.

Yes, I'll punish you, he pushed my skirt up all the way and before I knew it, his hand was clapping my bare bottom.
I gave a long aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh full of horror, I had never enjoyed something like this before.
Then there was the next slap.
Oh god this crap guy takes advantage of this situation abysmally and shamelessly, but it's so cool that I enjoy it more than just.
With every slap he gives me, he pushed my excitement a little further.
Until I suddenly felt something very warm between my thighs, he had unpacked his great guy and now pressed him demanding against my hot, wet lips, which received him more than greedily and expectantly.
He penetrated me deeper and deeper, it felt like this great guy would never get to the end and he would penetrate to my heart. I enjoyed being touched so deeply, but I was also afraid of bursting right away.
My God is great, he literally impales me. But then the end could be felt and his testicles clapped on my excited pleasure pearl. I bit my lip in pleasure so as not to scream out loud with excitement.
In my mind I saw the booklet in front of me and hoped he would now take me as hard and wild as described in it.
I felt his gentle hands on my hips and how they grabbed forcefully, almost a little painful.
Very slowly he pulled it back and then hit it very hard, yeah please give it to me, that's exactly how I begged him and he complied with my request.
The hell dance started, that's what I need now.
His movement got faster and faster, I thought the stimulus was driving me crazy and I couldn't do it anymore when he stopped and took him out of me.
With one leap he lifted me onto the piano, where I was sitting on top of it with my legs apart, he took a seat on the bench and began to play.
Every note that the piano made was reflected in my body like a vibration.
He played a symphony, not only with his hands on the piano but also with his tongue on my now very hungry pussy.
It's the most beautiful symphony I've ever heard and I didn't even know that you can feel music.
He drives me further and further into the intoxication of my emotions, my hands dug his hair and pressed him more and more tightly against my wide open lips which throbbed and twitched more and more.
I want to feel you very deeply now, I whispered to him.
We both went wordlessly over to the old armchair, where he dropped his pants and took a seat.
His monster part stuck up steeply and proudly, it literally invited me to take a seat.
I was standing right in front of him when his hands greedily grabbed my hips and he turned me around.
Now it's over to me and he takes what he wants, it shot through my head.
Or is it what I've always dreamed of, it doesn't matter it's cool and so am I.
I will do what he wants so that we reach an unforgettable climax.
Determined, he led my pelvis exactly over his pleasure pole. When I felt his very hot glans on my lips, I thought it burns me so hot it was.
He pulled me with a violent jerk on himself, the penetration was so violent that I couldn't breathe and I noticed how he pushed deep inside me. A Jaaaaaaa pressed the thrust out of me.
I had never felt such a huge part in me and it makes me addicted to more, I put my legs on the side of the armchair to enjoy it even more and to have a firm footing to finally start with a rhythmic riding movement.
Is the cool to ride on something so powerful, which drove me to faster and faster movements.
Now drive his hands on my breasts, he massaged them so hard that a horny light pleasure pain mixed with it. My moans became louder and louder under his doings, which apparently heated him up so much that he was now intensely taking care of my almost exploding nipples.
His hot breath was already burning on my skin on my back and I notice that he couldn't take it much longer.
Then he let one hand slide over my clitoris and massaged it as if he were playing the piano on it.
Yeah please don't stop I begged him and got a little faster.
This guy knew exactly what I needed without him knowing me, it gave something creepy to our doing.
His panting got harder and harder and I started to twitch, we're about to do it. Now he comes and pushes his pelvis upwards, he becomes very stiff.
And when I realized how he ************************************************************************************************************** I made it, I felt so violent, I thought I was sitting on the electric chair, I briefly lost my consciousness and came leaning back into his poor people to their senses again.

Wau, what a wonderful climax you gave me, thank you Toni.

Nothing to thank my dear, I have to thank he gave back.

But now we have to get ready quickly, because Anita can be back at any moment, I told him.

I was just starting to play something on the piano again when Anita came into the room.

She said to Toni: I'm back and I think the lessons are enough for today and please, my mistress, go to the bathroom that I have already prepared for you.

I obeyed her orders, said goodbye to my teacher and walked out of the room towards the bathroom, but turned around again because I wanted to take a newspaper with me. The door to the room was still a little open and I heard Anita say something to Toni.
I pricked up my ears to hear whether Toni might be one of those who also takes care of Anita s lust.

Anita said to him, Toni, you look good in this booklet, but you have to take it back with you.
I will tell my mistress later that you have moved away and can no longer teach her.
Okay, thank you Anita he gave her back, but don't worry about the little one, she will definitely be a good one ...

I couldn't hear more because they came towards the door and I had to flee in horror so that they wouldn't notice.

I am currently sitting in the tub and my thoughts cannot find a solution for what I should become.
What is she going to do with me, what will my husband say about it, but I can't tell him, because otherwise I would have to confess to him that I cheated on him and that I had a lot of fun with it.
She makes me run around provocatively, I get a tea that puts me in a deep sleep and gives me a dream that I don't know whether it was a dream or reality, sends me a porn star who pretends to be a teacher.

I can no longer think clearly, I have to go to bed very quickly and sleep on it first.

Tomorrow I'll talk to Cleo on the phone, maybe she can visit me and give me some good advice.