Stuck in between

The next morning, i woke up in Mr. Grey’s room. The first thing I saw was him getting dressed to go out.

I quickly jumped out of bed, completely naked. My face turned red with shyness.

He turned around and smiled at me.

“You look good being naked,” he said softly.

I smiled, still feeling shy.

He walked closer and bent down a little.

“I feel like sucking those perfect boobs of yours,” he said with a playful grin. “But I need to pick up my son from the airport. He’s coming home.”

I was shocked, he has a son? I didn’t expect that. He didn’t look like the kind of man with kids.

I just said, “Okay,” trying to hide my surprise.

He moved back to the bed and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

“You can go to your room now and start your work, I’ll see you later today.”

After he left, I got an idea.

I ran to his wardrobe and picked out one of his shirts, I quickly put it on to cover myself.

It felt strange wearing his clothes, but I had to get out of his room before he came back.

When I got to my own room, I sat on the bed and thought about what he said.

Who is this son Mr. Grey is bringing home?, What will happen now?

Just then, my mind went back to last night. He didn’t take off his clothes, he didn’t rush anything. He only used the toy and yet, I felt everything. My whole body reacted in a way it never had before.

Jezz... I bit my lip remembering, Mr. Grey is really naughty. I could already feel myself getting wet again.

No, seriously... I won’t touch myself.

“Hey, horny bitch, can you just focus?” I said to myself.

Later in the day, I heard the sound of a car outside. Mr.Grey had returned.

He walked in, and behind him was a young man.

He looked calm and confident. He had studs in both ears, and wore jeans with a fitted shirt, and had a strong build. He looked like he was in his early twenties.

Mr. Grey smiled as they entered the living room.

“Welcome home,” he said.

I was already standing there, waiting.

“This is Adam, my son. He’ll be staying with us. He just finished his studies and will help manage my company,” Mr. Grey said.

He turned to his son. “Adam, meet Amara—the new maid I hired.”

Adam looked at me and winked, his smile was flirtatious. I quickly looked away. What was that about?

“Nice to meet you, Amara,” he said.

I gave a small smile, feeling awkward and confused. Why did he smile like that?

Later on, I was in the kitchen, quietly slicing fruit. The house was too quiet. My thoughts kept going back to Mr. Grey, how gentle he had been with me lately.

Just then, I heard footsteps behind me.

Before I could turn around, I felt a light spank on my butt.

“Oh, Mr. Grey,” I gasped. My body jumped at the touch, and a soft sound escaped my lips as I turned, expecting him.

But it wasn’t him.

It was Adam.

He stood leaning against the counter, with a playful smirk on his face.

I stared at him, shocked. Why would he do that?

“Mr. Grey?” he said with a teasing voice. “Nah, He’s not the only one who likes a little fun.”

He winked and folded his arms.

My face turned hot, I didn’t know whether to shout or walk away.

“You shouldn’t do that,” I said softly. My voice didn’t sound firm like I wanted.

He leaned in a little and whispered, “Then don’t turn your back on me next time.”

Just like that, he walked out of the kitchen, leaving me standing there with my heart pounding.

I looked down and saw my hand still gripping the knife tightly. The fruit on the counter was forgotten.

What just happened?

My heart raced. Not just from surprise, but from something else too. That feeling of being wanted, touched… and not just by Mr. Grey only.

This is wrong, I told myself. He’s Mr. Grey’s son.

But Adam’s bold smile stayed in my head. The way he walked off like nothing had happened, it left something behind in me.

I tried to keep working when I heard footsteps again. My heart skipped. I turned around quickly and dropped the knife. I was scared.

It was Adam again.

“What do you want, please?” I asked right away.

He stepped closer, I felt his breath near my lips. Suddenly, he grabbed my boobs with both hands.

“I want to have a taste of this,” he said. He turned me around and unzipped my clothes, my boobs slipped out. I stared at him, wide-eyed.

I wasn’t ready for this, I can’t be doing things with both him and his father.

He spanked my butt again. I gasped, feeling confused and helpless.

“Please stop,” I said.

“But you never asked my father to stop, right?”

I froze, maybe he figured it out when I said Mr. Grey’s name earlier.

“Now let me see who you prefer between us,” he said and leaned in to bite my nipple.

I gasped loudly, What is wrong with me?

Somehow, this was turning me on. He started sucking, making soft baby noises.

I moaned shakily. “Please stop.”

But then, he bit me harder. The sharp pain made me cry out, I couldn’t help feeling more excited.

My body reacted fast, trembling and wet. I felt confused and scared.

This isn't right.... my mind screamed no, but my body didn’t listen. I trembled and shuddered. Before I could say anything again, he started pulling down my clothes and began fingering me.

“Fuck, fuck!” I screamed.