I was pouring the first glass of wine when Gina came out of the bedroom wearing her new costume to test out and get my “male” reaction.. It was a classic “French Maid” outfit and with her hair pulled up in a bun, she certainly looked ravishingly the part. (It looked like this https://cdni.pornpics.com/1280/7/561/69792337/69792337_009_a3a2.jpg )

She said, “Oh Art you dropped the cork, let me get that.” Walking over to the counter in her black high heels, stockings, and visible garters, she turned and bent over to pick up the cork that had rolled off the counter onto the floor. Doing this exposed her lovely bottom, no longer vinyl-clad, with only a thong. She lingered a moment so deliciously bent over, turned her head to look at me, I imagine making sure I was taking in the display and smiled coquettishly. I could feel “Mr. Happy” beginning to stand in approval.

“Well Art, what do you think about this outfit? Don’t think too deeply, I want the male id reaction.” She said, placing the cork back on the counter and grabbing the wine glass for a sip.

“Mumm this maid looks ready to provide very personal service. While I watch, I want her to dust and clean my bedroom and bath thoroughly. I’ll then need to all the personal services she offers.” I commented.

“That’s good Art. Any specific comments about the outfit, that help with the packaging description text?”

“Garters and stockings always turn me on, and the ribbon tie lacing top features the breasts tantalizingly, though it appears to maybe be a bit tight on you.”, I commented, feeling more comfortable with just saying what I was thinking without the usual social filter.

“Tight Art? Well, why don’t you come over here and adjust the laces for me?” she offered licking the edge of the wine glass, then placing it down as I moved in front of her.

I pulled on the ribbon that laced the middle of her top, holding it not exactly together, as it was open between the breasts, displaying them tantalizingly. Gina had cinched the lacing rather tight, and her large bosoms appeared to be straining a bit against the laces. As soon as I had done so and the bow untied the lacing, Gina’s breasts cascaded out of her top nipples showing prominently!

“My art you have let the girls out, and it appears you are rather entranced by what you see.” she said, lifting my chin with her index finger, from staring down at her lovely ripe globes. “Mumm …” she purred as my eyes met hers. “Why don’t you give my girls a kiss art, I think you want to.”

I lowered my head and raised my hand to either side of the breasts, kissing each one lightly, but hungrily.

‘Mumm.. I think you are getting into the mood of this work Art.” She softly cooed as I kissed some more and flicked my tongue across one of her hardening nipples. I felt her hand on my trousers, and she gave my hardening cock a couple of brisk squeezes through the material.

“Ok, Art, lace me back up… we have more work to do, the more outfits to try on and review, and I want your attention and motivation to remain high. Is that going to be hard to do?” she asked giving my hard cock another squeeze through my trousers, smiling suggestively at me.

I carefully gathered the laces and tightened them a little looser, knowing I’d get to witness some attractive extra giggle as she left the room. And as she sashayed by, I was kinking, God what a hot relentless tease this woman is.