Chapter 1: Chapter 1
I was sitting in my new office, which I had just finished decorating, when my old maid, Marisol, came in to give me my lunch. She looked great in her new dress, I thought to myself. It was a bright red, almost burgundy, and she wore it well.Her breasts were still firm enough not to sag, and her nipples were dark pink. Her skirt was short enough that her panties could be seen when she crossed her legs, and her stockings were tight enough that her suspenders could be seen when she raised her arms to wipe her forehead. Even from afar, I could see that her panty line was visible, and that her panties were damp.