Free Step Brother Anthology: Bad Boy (BBW Taboo Billionaire Romance) by Raven Stream

leaned
in giving me a hug.  This time I was sure it was his cock sticking into me.  It
was really big and really hard, I found myself biting my lip and thinking about
playing with it.  No I couldn’t do that that would be wrong.  Sam let go and
left the room saying,
     “Think about my offer.”
     
    I was not sure if he was
talking about money or his cock, but his cock sounded really nice to me.  
           
        The next morning I had some shopping to do, for a sexy outfit.  There
were a few sex shops in and around where I lived, but this was to be more of a
costume shop thing.  The Billionaires had asked me to get dressed up in a
French Maid outfit.  Typical I know, but perhaps they did not have much
imagination. In either case it was their dime, so I would play along.
    I drove over to Stacey’s
Costume Shop to see if I could find the right outfit.  I was surprised to find
out that Stacey was an actual person and she worked at her actual store.  I
will never forget how sexy this woman was.  She looked like a white version of
a Japanese woman with Blonde hair if that makes sense. 
     
    Well, let me explain. 
Her haircut was one with square cut bangs lining her face perfectly.  She had
big green eyes with dark makeup around the eyes and bright red lipstick.  She
wore tight leopard skin pants, so tight it caused a camel toe just below her
Hello Kitty T-Shirt.  It was just short enough that every time she stretched
her arms her flat stomach came into view.  She had a friendly demeanor and a
cute little lisp that you could pick up only if you listened very closely. 
     
    “Stacey, I am attending a party and would like a
French Maid outfit.”

“Oh that sounds like it is going to be a fun crowd.”

“Yes I think they will be, but time will tell that silly little tale.”

Stacey reached forward for my breast and cupped it with her hand. 

“36 DD I presume?” 
    “Why yes, how astute those hands are.” 

           I was shocked that she grabbed my tits, but more amazed by her
ability to tell me the size.
    “One moment please.”
     
    This must have been how
she treats everyone because she turned on her heels and walked away as if all
she had done was shake my hand.  I watched as she left and could not help but
feel a little aroused at the sight of her.  I found myself wanting to touch my
pussy, as I watched her.  Soon after she returned smiled at me and handed me a
shiny black French Maid outfit, complete with the frills.  It was perfect and
looked like it could have been part of a movie set. 

“Well, what do you think?”
     
    She said that with a
similar smile that I have seen come across Jim’s face. I wondered what she
meant by that and took some time to reply. 
    “Is this not acceptable?”
                I realized I had taken too much time to
answer and instantly replied. 
    “Oh no, this is perfect.” 

“Thank goodness for that, I was worried that you would not like it. Are you
going to try it on?”
    “Yes of course, where is the change room?”
    She gave me that smile
again as I looked at her confused and then realized that she did not want me to
go into the change room. 
    “Well there is one in the back, but I could lock the
door and help you into it right here if you like.”
                 Was I crazy?  I did not know this woman, yet I was already
interested in fooling around with her.  What’s more is that she was also
interested in fooling around with me.  It didn’t seem right and then in the
same vain, it seemed perfectly right. 
     
                 Sheepishly I looked at her and said,
    “Would you be willing to help me out?  I have never
put on a French Maid outfit before.”
    “But of course, this is not an easy thing to put on. 
It is however; and easy thing to take off.”
                 She turned to the door and walked towards it, as she did another
client was walking in the