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My Maid

“You like? I’m your maid,” she said with a mischievous grin

Jacques Gerard
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4 min readJun 16, 2024

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Saturday afternoon Mia said she was coming over after getting her nails done and running an errand. A little after 1 pm she stood at my door wearing a long black rain poncho with a pair of beige Dr. Scholl’s exercise sandals. It had been raining and she had the hood pulled up. Dark purple lipstick highlighted her warm smile and her gleaming brown eyes.

“Hey…you!” Mia said as she came inside.

We kissed. I helped with taking off her poncho. My eyebrow raised viewing what she was wearing under it. Mia had on a French maid outfit. It had a peasant top showing off her round bare shoulders and puff short sleeves with a short black mini skirt and a white apron.

“You like? I’m your maid,” she said with a mischievous grin.

I chuckled and replied, “Seeing you like that…you may not get much cleaning done.”

Mia grabbed her handbag, winked, and walked into the living room. The sound of her sandals flapping against her bare feet sent chills through me so I followed.

“You sit and relax,” she said.

Mia took out a feather duster from her bag. She went around acting like she was dusting all the while giving me a full view of her round heels and meaty soles. It was when…

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Jacques Gerard
Jacques Gerard

Written by Jacques Gerard

Is a writer who lives in the Pacific Northwest.

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