“You might have come highly recommended, but I don’t let just anyone into my home. This way I can keep an eye on you.” It’s partly true. I don’t allow strangers to be around Aurora, but I want Nova close to me.
“Oh, well, I guess that makes sense.” Her cheeks are flushed scarlet as she once again covers herself with the clothes in her hands. “If you’ll, um, give me a second. I need to get dressed.”
“That reminds me,” I say as I step closer to her. “Your uniform arrived. I’d like you to try it on for me.” I hold out the black folded fabric, and she takes it from me. When she goes to run toward the bathroom, I stop her. “You can do it right here.”
“But—”
“Do you have something to hide?” I narrow my eyes at her. “I don’t appreciate you keeping things from me.”
“I’m not,” she says quickly. “I mean, I wasn’t.”
“Then put on the uniform and let me inspect it.” My voice is stern as I walk over to the bed and take a seat. When she hesitates again, I huff. “Nova, I left work early so that I could get you settled in. Please don’t make me ask you again.”
“Yes,” she says quietly, and I raise an eyebrow.
“Yes, what?” I ask, and her eyes widen.
“Yes, sir?”
“Good girl,” I answer and nod to the uniform. “Now please hurry up. I have pressing matters to attend to, and this is taking you far longer than it should.”
Nova takes a deep breath before she drops the clothes she was holding and stands before me in her underwear. I lean forward to cover my erection, but my eyes stay glued to her body.
She holds out the uniform in front of her and sees that it’s a simple dress that buttons up the front. Before she goes to put it on, I shake my head.
“I don’t like seeing underwear lines,” I tell her, and she looks puzzled. “You’ll need to remove everything.”
“But—”
“This is a professional household, Nova. I expect my employees to appear that way. How you look and act reflects on me.” I glance down at her body once more. “Now remove your undergarments and put on the uniform.”
“Yes, sir,” she says quietly.
“Very good girl,” I tell her, and she seems to like the praise.
Far too slowly for my desire, she places the uniform on the bed next to me and reaches behind her for the clasp of her bra. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell her I’ll do it, but I manage to restrain myself while she gets it done and slips it off.
“Beautiful,” I whisper at the sight of her topless. “Now remove your panties, Nova.”
“Yes, sir,” she says again, and I wonder if she has any idea how hard she’s making me when she calls me that.
“That’s a perfect good girl,” I tell her.
When she reaches for the waist of her panties, I hold my breath. Her fingers grab the edge of the white cotton, and she slides them slowly down her thick thighs until they are to her ankles. I stare at the trimmed triangle of hair covering her pussy as she steps out of them, and my mouth waters.
“I’d like you to be clean shaven,” I tell her. “You’ll do it before I inspect you tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” she squeaks as her hands come in front of her pussy to cover it from my view.
“You’re my employee, Nova. This is part of the job.” I nod to the bed beside me. “Now if you’ll lie down on your back and spread your legs, we’ll finish up.”
“But—”
“I don’t have time to explain every little thing. You were being such a good girl, please don’t disappoint me now.”
“I wasn’t trying to,” she says before swallowing.
“Then let’s hurry please,” I say as I check my watch and stand up. She comes over to the bed and gets on, but I have to tell her how to position herself. “Scoot your bottom all the way to the end.”
