EroticReverie

Audrey Lorelei Adams

I spent a lot of time in the shower , closing my eyes tight, and reopening them, expecting to open them and be in my own shower, in my own home. Or wake up in bed and realize this was all just a dream.

After I'm showered, I wrap myself in one of the large white towels in his bathroom. I walk into the bedroom, opening the bathroom door and stop when I see two women standing near his bed. 

"I am Oksana" one lady with a thick accent says with a nod of her head. She's older, but only in her late thirties if I had to guess, and she's stunning. As is the other woman. 

"Galina." the other female says with a smile. She has to be my age, or younger.

"Oksana is the head housekeeper here at Mr. Petrov's home. There's two other house keepers you'll meet later, Jelena and Mika.   Again, I am Galina, Mr. Petrov's head assistant, and you'll meet Luiza who works for him under me as his secondary assistant." she says and I just blink.

"Oksana and the other housekeepers speak little English." Galina says with the same Russian accent everyone else I've met in the past 24 hours has. 

"But they understand it well, anything you need, you can ask them for. Same with Yana and Alexei the chefs. Anything you want, they can make." she says. I nod. 

"Mr. Petrov asked me to bring your things in here. I took the liberty of hanging them in his closet already, but I laid out an outfit for you, if you'd like." She gestures to the bed. 

I cock my head and step forward and look at the outfit she chose.

It's a white sundress with little lilac flowers in a small floral pattern all over and has a cinched top and thin straps. Beside it, a white thong panty of mine is laid beside it, with a pair of white heels. My brows pinch.

It was a bit weird to have someone else handling your intimates, but I suppose the things I did with my ex boyfriends killer this morning and last night were far weirder. I just smile and nod. 

"It's perfect. Thank you." I say and Oksana smiles when she sees I approve and Galina gestures to the clothes. 

"Well I will leave you to get dressed. When you're done, we will bring you to the kitchen where you can let Alexei know what you'd like, unless you already know and I can tell him." She says.

I shake my head. "I don't usually eat break-"

"Mister Petrov insisted we make sure you eat something." Galina says, cutting me off. 

I can see the way her eyes beg me to just follow suit, and do as I'm told, or as Maksim told them. I nod. 

"Sure, a coffee and umm." I say thinking. 

"Eggs?" I ask and she nods with a smile. 

"Sure, of course." she says not begging me to pick something else, taking her win and running with it out the door with Oksana trailing behind. 

I see they set my brush and hair dryer on the bed, along with my makeup bag. I grab the brush and the hair dryer and then go back to the bathroom and dry my hair, then put it up in a high pony tail that falls down my back and then look at the heels and shake my head and walk to the closet and just slip on a pair of plain purple house slippers I'd bought that were sitting in a pile with all my cheap footwear. 

I make my way downstairs to find my food ready with a steaming cup of coffee. 

I'm introduced to Alexei who is older and greets me with a warm smile then excuses himself to finish other work in the kitchen.

"So, after you eat, we will show you the full house and grounds, and where you are allowed and not allowed." she says and I nod. 

"How long have you worked for him?" I ask as she swipes along the screen of her tablet. 

She smiles and looks up. "Three years." 

I give a weak smile. There was no way a woman as beautiful as her, only WORKED for Maksim, surely they had been intimate at one point. 

I just continue to sip my coffee and then she hands me a phone. 

"Oh, I can't." I say. 

She smiles. 

"No worries." She says and smiles and flips it over.

My brows pinch at the face of the cell phone. 

It's just a phone....with four buttons. One, two, three and four.

"It's programmed to only receive calls that  Mr. Petrov programs in it. So, .."

"So, only calls from him I assume?" I finish and she smiles and nods. 

"and let me guess...these four buttons...are auto dials....and they all go to him." I say

She bites her lips together and nods. 

I roll my eyes. 

"Wonderful." I say and push the phone to the middle of the counter. 

"He told me to tell you he expects you to keep it on you at all times, incase he needs to get ahold of you." Galina tells me and I sigh. 

"Of course he does." I reply as I sip my coffee. 

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After breakfast, I'm shown the entire property and feel like I've hiked a mountain when we're through.  I eat lunch with Galina and Luiza the other assistant who inform me that tomorrow we will go shopping at the insistence of "Mr.Petrov."  When I start to argue I don't want to spend his money, they both give me the same pleading look to just follow orders , that Galina gave when I started to argue about breakfast, so I sigh and give a wave of my hand in surrender and agree.

After lunch is the first call I receive on my trusty new phone made for a fucking child. 

"What?" I answer as I select the green button.

An irritated growl comes through the other end and I smirk to myself. Good. Get mad. 

"What happened to Sir?" he asks. 

"You gave me a child's phone." I say ignoring him. 

"I gave you a phone." he says.

"Yes. Well. Can I help you..SIR?" I emphasize the last word to be an asshole. 

"Lavender." his voice is a warning and I swallow, because the way he says it, I feel it everywhere. 

"Yes?" I answer. 

"I can still taste you." he says. 

I inhale and press my legs together. 

"Where are you?" he asks. 

"I just brushed my teeth. I'm in your bathroom." I reply shakily.

"Go lock the bedroom door and lay on the bed." he says.

"What? Why?" I ask.

"Just fucking do it Lavender." he growls into the phone and he groans.

"Where are YOU?" I ask in reply as I walk out of the bathroom and to his bedroom door and lock it then make my way to the bed.

"Physically...I'm in the back of my car...mentally...I'm still between those legs with my tongue buried in that fucking cunt of yours." he says in a frustrated growl. 

"You have the prettiest little fucking cunt Audrey" he says and I take a shaky breath as I get on the bed, and on my back and spread my legs and pull up my dress, my hand going right between my legs. 

"thank you" I say quietly on an exhale. 

A long tortured groan comes from the other end of the phone. 

"What are you doing now?" he asks. 

"I'm laying on the bed like you told me to." I say. 

"What else?" he asks. 

I lick my lips. "Nothing."

"liar...you're touching my pretty little pussy arent you?" he asks and I let out a single moan and I swear I can hear him grin through the phone when speaks. 

"That's it Lavender...touch it...rub your pretty little cunt for me." he whispers and I lean my head back and dig it into the bed as I move my fingers over my panties. 

"Are you bare?" he asks. 

"No" I answer.

"What are you wearing?" he asks. 

"A dress, and a thong." I say as I bite my lip. 

"Take the thong off and shove two fingers into that sweet little pussy and fuck yourself till you cum for me." he commands and I whimper as I set the phone down dragging my panties off and tossing them and then picking up the phone and putting it back to my ear as I spread myself and slide two fingers inside of  me and moan into the phone. 

"Put the phone near your cunt, I want to hear how wet you are" he commands me and I moan as I squirm as my own touch, my fingers sinking into my pussy over and over as I hold the phone near my hand and let myself moan freely. 

I hold it there for a few minutes as I work my g spot and curse to myself as I feel the build up and then lift the phone.

"I'm so fucking wet" I whine into the phone and a groan escapes him and he curses.

"I'm going to punish you for that mouth of yours Lavender." he says and I whimper. 

"so...fucking...wet" I breathe into the phone. 

He curses again.

"You WILL be punished Lavender." he says warning me. 

"it's fucking dripping Maksim" i moan into the phone. 

He says something in Russian that I don't understand, but it doesn't matter what the fuck he said, because it sounds hot as hell and has me fucking myself with my fingers faster and harder as I moan into the phone. 

"oh god" I cry into the phone so he knows im close.

"Im gonna fucking cum" I gasp. 

"I've got my cock in my fist, fucking it to the sound of your pretty little voice Lavender....and the sound of that drenched little cunt" he says and I fall over the edge, dropping the phone as my fingers work inside of me and I cry his name as I tremble, my legs shaking and I buck my hips and fall back as I slide my fingers out and go to my clit. 

"fuck!" I cry out. "Oh fuck!" 

I make sure to get mine, to have another orgasm, to make myself cum this time from my clit as I ignore the dropped phone and rub my clit as fast as I can, with slight pressure and I laugh as I moan and cum again , writhing on the bed of  a fucking killer, a hot mafia man that's obsessed with my pussy. My eyes flutter as I come down and I breathe heavy and then hum as I relax. 

I hear a muffled voice and then remember the phone, I lift my head up looking for it and then grab it lifting it to my ear as I lay back.

"I'm here" I say as he keeps calling my name. 

"You better have that cunt spread and ready for me tonight Lavender." he growls. 

"come back now....please" I whisper into the phone. 

"I want more" I whine, wondering what the fuck has come over me and where the hell this libido of mine was hiding. 

"Lavender." he says. 

"Maksim please." I answer him. Begging. 

"Please" I repeat. 

"Please come home" I whine. 

He groans something in Russian again and then hangs up the phone.