I Made the Lewd Maid Run Some Naughty Errands
“You want me to help you while you bathe…?”
“Yeah. It seems like it’d be difficult to do it alone.”
“What do you even…”
Jisu stared at me with a flustered expression.
Or, to be more accurate, she was pretending to be flustered.
On the surface she was playing the part of a maid thrown off balance by her master’s strange order, but I didn’t miss the tiny smile that flickered across her face.
“Don’t worry too much. I’ll only ask you to handle the simple chores that come with bathing.”
“Still… a man and a woman sharing the same bathroom…”
Wow. She’s really good at this, Jisu.
Her bewildered face was the perfect picture of an innocent young girl. The concept seemed to be that she radiated erotic pheromones on instinct yet had never experienced anything lewd herself. And now she had ended up with a master like me—someone completely different on the inside.
The subtle thrill of that setup was already making my cock twitch.
Part of me wanted to shove every filthy thing imaginable into that pure little maid and corrupt her on the spot, but I held myself back.
It would taste far better to stain her slowly and then devour her properly at the very end.
“It’s fine. Right now we’re not a man and a woman—we’re a master and his maid, aren’t we?”
“But still…”
“I won’t force you to undress in the bathroom. I’m only asking this once.”
“…Understood.”
Jisu finally gave a cautious nod.
I stroked her head gently in thanks, then turned away and stripped without the slightest hesitation.
Jisu watched me with startled eyes.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Is this your first time seeing a man’s body?”
“Ah, no! I’ve seen plenty while working as a maid…”
“Really? You looked so surprised I thought it might be your first time.”
“N-no, it’s not! I’m perfectly fine, so please don’t worry about me!”
Even as she waved her hands in denial, Jisu kept stealing glances at my naked body.
I suppose it was worth looking at. I’m no bodybuilder, but I have decent lean muscle.
When I turned naturally to face her and gave her a full view of my front, her eyes widened even more. I almost laughed, suddenly understanding exactly where her gaze was locked.
It definitely wasn’t on my face or chest.
It was on my cock, standing rigid and proud.
“What are you staring at? Is there something stuck to me?”
“M-Master… that’s…”
“Hm? What is it?”
“There’s something incredibly large right in the middle…”
“In the middle?”
“N-never mind! I’m sorry!”
“Stop babbling and just help me bathe.”
“Yes…!”
I led Jisu into the bathroom.
Now then, where should I start?
First I needed to get our adorable maid nice and desperate.
Since seeing my cock had already drawn a reaction, she would probably heat up without any complicated steps.
“Jisu.”
“Y-yes?!”
“Before I get into the tub, I thought I’d wash my body first.”
“Yes…?”
“Could you help me soap up?”
“Pardon…?”
Jisu looked at me with another perfectly flustered gaze.
Or was she still acting?
I couldn’t even tell anymore. The line between performance and reality was starting to blur.
Ah, whatever. It didn’t matter.
Right now we were exactly what she had called us: the lewd maid and her perverted master.
I offered a convenient excuse.
“When I was clearing the dishes you left after dinner, I hurt my hand.”
“The dishes? Ah…?! You did it yourself, Master?”
“That’s right.”
“I-I’m so sorry! I should have taken care of them…”
“It’s fine. Because of that, my hand hurts, so could you soap me up?”
“Yes…! If that’s why you’re injured, I have no choice.”
“Thanks. I’m counting on you.”
I smiled at her in gratitude, then stepped into the shower stall and turned on the water.
I was genuinely looking forward to Jisu’s soapy hands.
I had absentmindedly washed my hair first, but she would probably forgive a small slip like that.
Once I was ready, I called her into the stall.
“Then I’m in your hands.”
“Yesss… I’ll begin soaping you now.”
Jisu lathered the shower ball with body wash and slowly began spreading the foam across my skin.
She started at my right hand, traveled up my arm to my shoulder, then slid down my back until she reached my buttocks.
After finishing the backs of both legs, she moved the ball to the front and worked her way upward.
“Ha… ha…”
Standing there comfortably while she served me, I caught the occasional moan that slipped from her lips.
Was she getting excited just from washing me?
Her face was flushed bright red. My guess had clearly been correct.
She carefully moved the shower ball to my chest, then gently slid it lower.
Her smooth motions came to an abrupt halt when she encountered something.
My cock, standing rigidly and radiating an overwhelming presence.
“M-Master… what should I do with this…?”
“Hm? Ah, don’t worry about it. Just lightly foam it with the shower ball.”
“U-understood.”
Jisu nervously wrapped the soapy ball around my length.
This was a little insane.
The rough texture of the ball, cushioned by thick foam, glided over my cock while her cautious fingers beyond it made me throb even harder.
I wanted to pin her down right then and there.
The urge to throw the ball aside and make her stroke me directly flooded my mind, but I somehow kept control.
Not yet.
I had to let her ripen a little more.
“Thanks. I’ll rinse the soap off myself.”
“Hngh… ah, yes!”
Jisu, who had unconsciously moaned, quickly pulled the ball away.
From the look in her eyes she was just as desperate as I had hoped.
She gazed at me with what might as well have been hearts floating in her pupils. I left her like that and casually finished my shower.
“The bath is ready, right?”
“Ah, yes! You may enter whenever you like.”
“Good. Then I’ll get in.”
I carefully lowered my legs into the tub, then sank my whole body into the water. A moan escaped me before I could stop it.
The perfect warmth—just before it turned hot.
The water I loved most wrapped around me, bringing a rush of pure bliss.
This is sex.
“Mmm…”
“Is the temperature to your liking?”
“It’s perfect…”
“I-I’m glad. Do you need anything else…?”
“Ah… bring the stand and the tablet. I want to watch Netflix.”
“Pardon…? Ah, right away!”
Enjoying a bath that felt like foreplay before the real sex wasn’t a bad idea at all.
Jisu set the stand in front of me and placed the tablet on it.
“Thanks. You can leave now.”
“…Pardon?”
“Wait outside. I’ll call if I need you.”
“Ah… understood…”
Jisu left the bathroom with obvious reluctance written all over her face.
After I had made her touch my body and worked her up so thoroughly, she had to be aching with frustration.
I wanted to start the real game immediately, but I told myself the payoff would be sweeter if I let her simmer longer.
More than anything, I was curious what she would do if I kept her waiting.
I watched a drama mindlessly for about thirty minutes.
Suddenly Jisu knocked on the bathroom door and peeked inside.
“M-Master… is there anything you need…?”
“Hm? No, not really.”
“Ah… understood…”
Her voice was thick with disappointment as she closed the door.
She was definitely getting desperate now.
I waited another twenty minutes, and when she returned her face was even redder than before.
“Is there anything you need right now…?”
“No, nothing in particular.”
“Ah… yes…”
Jisu looked at me with open disappointment.
The way her hips kept twitching told me she was burning up inside.
I smiled as if I had no idea what was happening.
“I’ll let you know if I need anything later. For now, go rest.”
“But…”
“Just rest~. I’ll call you when I need you.”
“…Understood.”
Jisu left the bathroom with a dejected expression.
Time to wrap this up.
I waited another twenty minutes, then rose from the tub, rinsed off quickly, and prepared to step out.
Now I could slowly seduce the frustrated little maid waiting outside and make her crave my cock on her own.
Even I had to admit it was a perfect scenario.
Excited at the thought of claiming my well-aged maid, I dried myself faster than usual and left the bathroom.
“Jisu, the bath is finished, so let’s talk about your night duties—”
I stopped mid-sentence.
An astonishing sight greeted me.
On the very bed where I was supposed to lie down and receive her night service…
Jisu had her face buried in my underwear and was frantically masturbating.
