Shit. Why had I been so stupid? I thought I was absolutely sure that she hadn't left anything behind.
But of course she did, just my fucking luck. A bra wedged between the couch cushions. Something as fucking simple as that.
Oh and of course when Sarah came home the first thing she did was sit on the couch, right next to that bra. If I had a chance to do it all over again, I would've left Sarah and broken off our engagement. I would've ran away with Jessica.
But I suppose none of that matters now. Who knows, maybe she still would've transformed me. God I despise how much pleasure my body derived from all this. Being ordered around by Sarah, forced to wear such a skimpy uniform. She definitely did that, I can tell she knows how wet my pussy gets.
But thats nothing compared to the grin she has whenever Derek comes home. She can see my eyes shift from anger to pure lust. I've tried to resist but it only ends up in greater arousal. Last time, he caught me trying on Sarah's lingerie. Holy fuck that made me horny.
Its only a matter of time before I'm consumed by this new role. A lustful maid being fucked every night and morning by my former fiance's well-hung boyfriend.
And I fucking love it.