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She gets up to leave and leans in and hugs you. "Don't hesitate to tell me if there's anything else you need." "There is one thing I've been wondering about. Doesn't it bother you that your husband has all these affairs?" you ask. "We're pretty enlightened about such things here in Rosestead, Parker. Mr. Anderson has a far higher sex drive than I do. The domestic staff also gives him an outlet for any sexual desires he has which I might find a bit distasteful or, for that matter, painful. And you'd be amazed at how hard-working the girls are. Without Mr. Anderson's incentive system, I'm not sure we could ever keep the house and grounds looking as nice as they do. Plus it has other advantages." And her eyes twinkle a bit. With that, Mrs. Anderson walks out of your room. You plan to get up and put your wrap on since you'd just been lounging in your baggiest sweatshirt and jeans, but you notice that your fingernails are much longer than they should be, so you quickly get the clippers and give them a trim first. The door opens much more quickly than you were expecting and [[Molly]] walks in, still in her chauffeur's uniform though without the cap. "Mrs. Anderson said you desired my services. What do you desire?" she asks. You decide this is an ideal opportunity to learn a little bit more about this place. [[Let's just talk first.]] :: Let's just talk first. "Let's just talk for a bit first," [[you|You]] say. "Have a seat." [[Molly]] sits down on the chair across from you. "So, how did you end up working for the Andersons, Molly?" you ask. "Well, I grew up in Rosestead and everybody in town knows the Andersons. The beautiful house on the hill and all that," she says. "When I graduated from high school, I was looking for a job and I thought who better to work for than Mr. Anderson. You know? All the girls who work here love it here. It pays really, really well and you don't even need money while you're living here. Rent, food, clothes, sex toys, everything's covered. So the money just accumulates. Anyway, I applied and Mr. Anderson liked me enough to hire me, so here I am." "Don't you find the work degrading though?" you say. "How do you mean?" Molly says. "You know, that uniform you wear. Some of the duties you have to perform." "Oh, I see what you mean. Yeah, of course I find it degrading. That's part of why it's so exciting. I was being degraded in high school by a few different boys for years before I started working here. Just part of being a community girl," she says. "But don't the people in Rosestead look down on you? Doesn't that bother you?" "Well, yes and no. They certainly pretend to look down on me, especially when they're fucking me. But I like that, so it's all good. Some people can be pretty cruel, I guess, so they might genuinely hold me in contempt. But even that just sends me into subspace. There's nothing hotter than licking the shoe of someone who you think despises you. I think most community girls want to be looked down on because we prefer looking up. I certainly do." [[Continue.|Talk with Molly]] :: Talk with Molly "So, do you just have sex with anyone who wants it then?" [[you|You]] ask. [[Molly]] says, "Oh no, you're thinking of Belinda. Belinda is the slut that all the other sluts look down on. And even she doesn't do it with everyone who asks, just almost everyone. I'm Mr. Anderson's slut. I put out for him and anyone he asks me to put out for with an occasional piece on the side just for myself. That's true of everybody who works here." "How do you get along with Mrs. Anderson?" you ask. "Pretty good. She can be tough sometimes. Morning uniform inspection isn't always a lot of fun. But she's always very polite. No complaints," Molly says. "How well do you know Rosalind?" you ask. "Rosalind? Isn't she your mother? I'm not sure I should talk about that," Molly says, suddenly looking apprehensive. [[Order her to tell you.]] [[Let it pass.]] :: Order her to tell you. <>"Did Mr. Anderson tell you not to talk to me about her?" [[you|You]] ask. "Well, no," [[Molly]] replies. "Then why do you think you shouldn't tell me?" you ask. She hesitates. "Well, I'm not sure Rosalind would want me to," she says. "What instructions has Mr. Anderson given you concerning me and my mother?" you ask, pouncing on her hesitation. "He asked me to accommodate you in any way I felt comfortable doing and gave me no instructions regarding Rosalind," she says. "Then shouldn't you be accommodating me?" you ask. "Well, I suppose you're right. I've had occasion to drive Rosalind and Mr. Anderson places many times over the last several years. As far as I could tell, their relationship was entirely professional until about nine or ten months ago. I believe that was after your father died. I'm so sorry about that, by the way." "It's okay. Go on," you say. "Well, about that time it became obvious to me that she was sleeping with him and she started coming up to the house on occasion shortly thereafter. A few months ago, she started asking him if she could join his domestic staff. He resisted at first, but she eventually wore him down. I don't know much more," she says. You pause and mull it over in silence.<><><>"Did Mr. Anderson tell you not to talk to me about her?" [[you|You]] ask. "Well, no," [[Molly]] replies. "Then don't you think you can tell me?" you ask. "I really don't think I should. I'm sorry," she says. Frustrated, you give up and lapse into silence.<><> She breaks the silence by saying, "Is that all you wanted then," she says. "Or would you like to avail yourself of my services?" [[I'll have a blowjob.]] [[I want to fuck you.]] [[I want to lick your pussy.]] [[No, that's all, thanks.]] :: Let it pass. "It's all right. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to," [[you|You]] say. [[Molly]] looks relieved. "Is that all you wanted then," she says. "Or would you like to avail yourself of my services?" [[I'll have a blowjob.]] [[I want to fuck you.]] [[I want to lick your pussy.]] [[No, that's all, thanks.]] :: I'll have a blowjob. <>You're quite excited at the idea of receiving a blowjob, having heard so much about them and never received one. <>"How about a blowjob?" [[you|You]] say. "Oh, yes sir," [[Molly]] replies. She gets up out of her seat and kneels in front of where you're sitting on the bed. She unzips your jeans and you help her pull them down over your hips. It's quite a struggle as your hips seem to have gotten larger since you put them on, but the two of you manage to slide them down. <>She pulls down your boxers and you think you see a look of disappointment on her face, but she quickly takes your entire dick and balls into her mouth and swirls her tongue around them. While she's doing this, she reaches her hands up under your shirt and starts fondling your nipples and breasts. It takes you very little time to shoot off into her mouth, gasping.<><>She pulls down your boxers, cups your balls, and starts expertly licking and sucking your dick. You close your eyes and luxuriate in the sensations, though it doesn't take her long to get you to come to a climax and she swallows it down eagerly.<><> She gets up and wipes her mouth. "Will that be all, sir?" she asks. You nod dumbly and she walks out. You get cleaned up and get ready for dinner.<><><> [[Go to dinner.]] :: I want to fuck you. "I would like to have sex with you, actually," [[you|You]] say. [[Molly]] grins. "Your wish is my command," she responds and is soon disrobed before you. She's even better looking naked than clothed and your tongue is hanging out by the time she's done. She then helps you pull off your jeans. This is quite a struggle as your hips seem to have gotten wider since you put them on, but the two of you eventually manage it. <>She pulls down your boxers and takes a look at your dick. "I'm sorry, sir. I just don't think you've got enough left to get it to work. Would you like a blowjob instead?" You sigh. "I suppose so," you respond. She quickly takes your entire dick and balls into her mouth and swirls her tongue around them. While she's doing this, she reaches her hands up under your shirt and starts fondling your nipples and breasts. It takes you very little time to shoot off into her mouth, gasping. She gets up and wipes her mouth. "Will that be all, sir?" she asks. You nod dumbly and she walks out. You get cleaned up and get ready for dinner.<><><><> [[Go to dinner.]]<>She pulls down your boxers and looks you over. "Why don't you lie down on the bed, sir, and let me do all the work?" she says. That sounds like a great idea and you're thrilled that you're finally going to lose your virginity. Molly gets up, straddles you, and reaches under her to guide your dick into her pussy. You slide in and are a bit disappointed with the fit at first. Molly is clearly used to cocks much larger than yours. <>Hardly a surprise, given the size of the cock she's used to taking. <>However, the disappointment goes away once she starts squeezing her pussy tightly against you while riding up and down on your dick and you're amazed at how tight she can make it when she tries. She steadies herself with her right hand on your sweatshirted chest, just under your breasts and her left hand both holds you inside her and is playing with her clit. She suddenly stops and looks down at you with a look of sudden enlightenment. "You've never done this before, have you?" You shake your head. "Oh," she says. "That's really hot. I've always wanted to take someone's virginity. I hope you're enjoying it." "Yeah!" you respond. She smiles at you again and goes back to riding you. You look up and watch her face as she starts bucking harder on your dick and her hand moves faster and faster. She soon brings herself to a climax and grips your dick with her pussy like a tight glove, causing you to shoot into her in an incredible climax of your own.<><><><><> She gets up off of you and gives you a kiss. "I hope that was special for you. Will that be all, sir?" she asks. You nod dumbly and she gets dressed and walks out. "Have a nice night, sir," she says while leaving. You get cleaned up and ready for dinner. [[Go to dinner.]]<> :: I want to lick your pussy. "Mrs. Anderson tells me you haven't been serviced yourself in a while," [[you|You]] say. "Is that so?" [[Molly]] nods. "Mr. Anderson has been busy with some of the other servants lately. And I'm pretty low on the totem pole here, so I can't really use the other servants yet. Even Belinda hasn't asked me to go out lately so it's just been me and Mr. Happy." "Mr. Happy?" you ask. "That's what I call my favorite dildo," she replies, blushing a little. "Well," you say, "would you like me to lick you?" Her eyes light up. "You bet!" she says. In no time, she has completely disrobed so you can get a look at her body. "Do you want me on the bed?" she asks. You nod, figuring that's easiest. She lies down and splays her legs for you. You start kissing up her legs. Molly soon figures out your lack of experience and starts giving you gentle suggestions on what to do. When you get to her pussy, you realize that she has perfumed it and the smell of the perfume combined with her arousal is intoxicating. You're soon eagerly licking her and find she tastes as good as she smells. Under her instructions, you soon have her clawing at the mattress and yelling things like "Oh yes!", "That's it!", and bucking her hips against your face. Looking at her face and body and hearing her reactions to your ministrations is so exciting to you that, by the time you bring her to a shuddering climax, you find yourself shooting off into your boxers as well.<><><><> She takes a minute to recover and then asks, "Would you like me to return the favor, sir?" Embarrassed at your lack of control and not wanting to reveal your ejaculation, you say, "No, that's all right, Molly. Thanks, though." She smiles and pulls you up so she can kiss you on the cheek. "That was incredible. Thank you very much." She then dresses and walks out. You get yourself cleaned up and get ready to go to dinner. [[Go to dinner.]] :: No, that's all, thanks. "Thank you for the offer, [[Molly]], but I think I'll pass," [[you|You]] say. "Did I do something wrong?" she asks. "I'd really like to please you." She stands up, turns around, and flips up her skirt, showing you her remarkable ass and those cute panties she wears. "Are you sure you don't want this, sir?" she asks plaintively. "It's nothing you did, Molly," you say. "I just wanted to talk is all. Thanks for the offer though." She seems disappointed as she walks out of your room. You lie back on the bed and watch a little TV before dinner. [[Go to dinner.]]