Pleasuring the Maid

*Ava's POV**

Friday, the day of the week that I despised the most. Why? because the boys brought friends over for mini parties.

Talking about Ray and his equally handsome brother. I hadn't seen them since yesterday morning.

I missed them and even though I had decided to protect my job while at it, I couldn't stop my feelings for them.

Thinking about them in the bathroom was quite tempting. I didn't mean to, all I wanted was to clean up and finish my work for today before 4 in the evening.

I couldn't imagine myself being in the same room as those people. They treated me like trash, they drew happiness from my sadness.

I didn't want to come across any of them including the brothers. So I hurried up, lathering up my washcloth with soap.

The boys images flashed before me. Forcing my mind to remember the night we had shared two nights ago.

Oh goddess, I couldn't forget the groans they made when they was cumming. How I would love to hear them groan again, this time with their dicks inside me.

I couldn't believe that I was willing to allow a double penetration. Ha ha   good girl gone bad.

I pictured Ray behind me, grinding his hard dick on my ass with Bryson on the front, grinding his dick on my pussy.

Fucking hell, I had long forgotten about bathing, my fingers right on my already wet pussy both from water and of course my juices. And even though the water was cold, my core was hot as hell.

My clit  throbbed, wanting nothing more than a pair of lips and tongue. My fingers would do the job though.

I used my left hand to pull my lower lips apart. I then placed three fingers directly on my clit, rubbing in circular motions.

I rubbed fast and harder not even bothering to finger fuck myself. Rubbing would definitely get me off.

Ray and Bryson were now grinding harder, pressing kisses on either side of my neck. The imagination forced my fingers to add more pressure on the love button.

I  rubbed harder and faster, feeling how my body was getting co. I was close, real fucking close.

I pressed my legs together, pushing my fingers impossibly harder on my pleasure button.

And when I pictured Ray leaning to his brother over my shoulder, kissing him. I fucking exploded, riding my orgasm on my fingers.

up, reached up for

throwing it on the hamper, I walked out to dress up. Nothing interesting, just my usual Tees and

feeling good, relaxed and kinda cool. Hormones really were mood changers.

dress up, checking the time on the wall clock

had a lot of time before the mini party. When I walked downstairs to the kitchen, the house

were already asleep. I knew though that they would be leaving

bread.) I took out a

sugar and salt. In a separate ball, I measured

flour. Within 30 minutes, the chapatis

yeah, something sweet for my stomach' Ray came running into the kitchen excitedly like a little boy. I couldn't help but

seat and take them while hot, you want them with a glass of

already stuffing his face with the

sip of milk. Here' I told him,

nodded, drinking from the glass after biting a

awake? wouldn't want you eating

his shoulders, too busy stuffing his

totally expected this,

a good morning to his brother in a barely

to him, along with a glass of milk. He didn't even look at me, he just started eating.

wanted him to look at me, I wanted him to acknowledge me. But he didn't, instead he acted like Ray was the only person in the

unnerved me to no end, I mean isn't this what I wanted, for him to leave me alone? So why was I feeling this way? Why was his silence hurting me even

fucking feelings. I cared for him and his brother, more than I was supposed to.  I didn't want him to see how he

them, I hated the Indian bread. I stood on the other side

He was biting his lower lip

stuck his tongue out, licking his lower lip

are brothers. The look Bry is giving his brother is not brotherly at all, fuck.

around it. I remembered how Bryson had cleaned Ray's dick two nights ago. I remembered how I had

definitely was something going on between the two. Or they were just so open and close, after all they had no problem sharing

his hand in front of my

out now, don't prepare dinner for us today. You know we eat take

fucking friends

'Okay.' I mumbled.

I cleared the kitchen counter and decided to do the dishes. I was washing a glass