Er... anyone remember my PWP fic, "A Secretary's Job"? Well... I got another idea... so if anyone wants to read that fic because they haven't, tell me and I'll repost it. But this can also stand alone as its own fic. Just remember that Duo is a female in this series...
WARNINGS: OOC up the wazoo, 1xH, LEMON!!! Mentions of a chickafied Duo. Oh yah, and PWP...
Oh yeah, and all characters belong to their original owners, blah blah blah, disclaimers and that kind of crap apply, yada, yada...
"Welcome home."
"Hi Hilde."
Heero walked into his luxurious home near the beach. His maid, Hilde, took his coat and hung it in the closet. He walked over to the sofa in the living room and fell down.
"Sir? Are you okay?"
"Uh... fine, just fine. You know..."
"Yes?"
"Remember that secretary I was talking about?"
"Yes sir? Did you bag her?"
"Yup."
"That's great sir! That would explain why you seem so... sated."
"Ha."
Now this conversation seems strange, but this was how the Yuy household worked. Hilde was hired as a maid, but both her and Heero had insatiable appetites for the down and dirty. Their sexual tension grew to atomic levels until one day he just flung her on the kitchen table and screwed her silly. Of course, they both knew it was the tension and nothing else. However, there was a certain spark to their relationship. But both of them knew that they could go their separate ways whenever they wanted to. But as long as they were still single, they could be together. However...
"So now what?"
"What sir?"
"You're okay with this?"
"I'm actually looking forward to meeting her."
"That's good. She's coming over next week."
"Can't wait."
Hilde went off to cook dinner, leaving a sated Heero to ponder his predicament. He still wanted Hilde, but he loved Duo. He also loved Hilde, but that was different. It was strange...
"Why can't I have a normal love life like everyone else?!"
"Dinner's ready, sir."
"Hn, thanks."
Heero and Hilde sat across from each other, eating dinner as they usually did. Quietly. But this time, the silence was more intense than usual. Heero ate particularly quickly, leaving himself barely enough time to wipe his mouth. As Hilde started picking up the dishes, Heero leaned back in his chair to examine the ceiling.
"Your mouth is dirty," Hilde said as she leaned over and licked the sauce from his lips.
"What's wrong with being dirty?", Heero asked with a smirk as he kissed her. He regarded her for a moment before pulling her into his lap. He raked his eyes over the short French maid's outfit that he asked her to wear. She never wore her official maid's outfit anymore. He reached under her short skirt and gently caressed her thighs. He reached further and teased her clit, noting the fact that she was wearing crotchless panties; they were his favorite kind.
"Ooh, I thought you were sated, sir."
"How long have you known me?"
"Five years."
"And when have I been sated after just one fuck?"
Hilde giggled as Heero claimed her mouth again, pushing the dishes away and seating her on the table. She sat with her legs spread on either side of him, her elbows on her knees and her hands underneath her chin. She squeezed her breasts together, and looked for his reaction.
"Like what you see?"
"Yes, very much..."
Heero put his hands on her hips and started moving them up, pulling down her outfit to let her breasts spill out of her uniform. She never wore a bra around the house anymore. Bras got in the way. He started teasing her nipples with his mouth and his fingers, and listened to the sounds of her gasps and her moans. Her whimpering was especially nice.
He then moved down to her crotch, scooting his chair back to get a better angle. He leaned in and started eating her out, sucking on her clit to make her scream. Hilde put one of her legs over his shoulder, giving him more access to her wet spot.
"Oh god, yes, YES!"
Hilde was screaming, so Heero knew she was almost about to come. He stopped eating his little "dessert" and stood up. He took off his shirt as she watched, her eyes filled with lust. His body just screamed to be touched, and Hilde did just that. Her hands wandered over his body, teasing his nipples and trailing down to the waistband of his pants. She started working on the belt.
"That's a good little maid... take my pants off."
Hilde threw the belt aside and undid his pants, dropping them on the floor. Heero stepped out of them and kicked them away. All that was left now was his boxers. Cute white boxers with pink smiley faces.
"Aw, you wore the boxers I bought you for your birthday."
"Of course, Hilde. They're comfortable to be in, like you."
Hilde just smiled and pulled them off. He was already hard and willing, ready to screw his little maid with a passion. She drew him near and spread her legs. He slid into her, and their dance of sweet ecstasy began. Heero was usually gentle with her, but sometimes, they just needed a plain, uncomplicated fuck. This was one of those times.
He thrust into her mercilessly and their breaths came out in unison. Then suddenly he pulled out of her.
"Get off the table and turn around."
Hilde obeyed, presenting her tight ass to him. He grabbed her hips, and slowly penetrated the tight ring of muscle until he was inside of her completely. He moved back and forth slowly at first, and then the original pace of their love-making returned. The sound of the wet thumping of their flesh and their gasps of pleasure filled the room.
Then Heero sat back in his chair, taking Hilde with him. She sat in his lap, riding him as his hands reached up to her clasp her breasts. Hilde reached down to play with her clit and to caress her employer's balls as he rammed into her.
Heero's climax drew near, and as Hilde came, screaming in pleasure, he felt her muscles clamp down on his member. He moaned and came in her, gripping her tightly as he thrusted into her a few final times before leaning back against the chair, exhausted.
Hilde fell back on him, and they stayed like that for half and hour, drifting in and out of a light sleep. Finally, he picked her up and headed for the shower.
"Come on, we have to get cleaned up."
"But sir, I need to wash the dishes..."
"Worry about that later."
It wasn't until about nine the next morning did she get around to cleaning those dishes.
And there's one more part to come... stay tuned!
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