Billionaire s House Staff
The door to the kitchen opened behind me and the kitchen maid, who also served in the dining room, bustled through. " I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Malone." " No problem, Ashley. I just got here myself. " I looked up at the taught fabric over Ashley's full breasts as she leaned forward to set out my orange juice, eggs and bacon. My eyes traveled up to her brown hair, smoothed back into a ponytail, and down her body to her short denim skirt. My fingers slid up between her thighs...