Lara Lynn

THE CORPORATE LADDER GOES BOTH WAYS 39: SERVING THE SEÑORA

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Gloria’s faint but unmistakable moans filtered down, tangled with the rhythmic thumping of what was clearly more than a "stretching" session. That bimbo was getting a good morning fuck.

Raw envy gnawed at Maryann. "Fuck… I’m so jealous."

The moans grew louder. "Ay, sí, Troy, más duro!"

Maryann moved faster, scrubbing harder, trying to drown out the sounds. She finished the foyer and moved to the hall, then the living room—dusting frames, polishing the banister until she could see her Mexican features reflected. The bell-choker chimed when she leaned; the feather duster shed a tickle of down that she blew away with a childish puff. She was where she belonged.

"Better finish rápido. Floors done, ahorita laundry, baños… todavía falta mucho." Her phone wasn’t with her. Her lipstick needed a touch-up. Her feet hurt in the comically high heels the uniform demanded. A neat maid with a bright bow and diligent hands. She felt something like pride. Or surrender.

Or both, ribboned together.

Gloria’s echoing voice rose in a syrupy stream of "ay, ay, ay" that did nothing to help Maryann’s focus.

Enjoyyy! 💋Xoxo💋
Lara Lynn