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Maid to Please
(Ivana Shaft)

"...I signed up for this, I'm prepared to do my job. Frankly, I'm relieved it's you," I tell Jared. "Pretty good luck for my first time. Makes me feel safer."

"I wouldn't be so sure," he says sort of darkly. 

I give him a questioning look.

"We're all here for the show, you know," he says, then waits for me to catch up but I don't.

"What do you mean?"

"The whole band. They're all coming to watch because, why not? Entertainers like to be entertained too... And anyway, we love doing things together." He pauses, regarding me. "That changes things, I bet??"being on display for all of us?" he asks, but it doesn't quite feel like a real question.

A thrill runs through me at the thought of all those guys gaping at me...

"It changes things a bit," I say to Jared with a casual shrug.

Technically, a group is sort of against the job rules??"I have the right to leave if I get surprised by more people than we agreed on, no refund. The contract clearly states that I get notified of and approve any additional parties.

"It just means my tip got a whole lot bigger. You guys have to make up for this breach of contract; you only paid for one set of eyes, so..."

"That's no problem," he says deeply, his eyes raking over my body with more intensity. It looks like he's expecting even my skimpy outfit to come off during the course of this job.

I laugh on the inside as another thrill runs through me. I can see now that I've got him??"he's dying to know what I look like beneath this flimsy outfit, and he's titillated by the peeks of feminine flesh I've given him already.

This encourages me to be as sexy as possible when it's time to bend and stretch as I 'clean' his tidy place, four pairs of masculine eyes on me.

But I briefly have second thoughts as the other guys pile in...