Wishful Thinking/Continental Breakfast
From Create Your Own Story
You look at the door and, reading your mind, Amina makes your next wish come true.
“Bonjour, Mademoiselle” says the young French-maid as she enters with a breakfast tray. She is dressed in your idea of a French maid’s uniform and, while you cannot see it, you know she is wearing French knickers and no bra. She sees you in bed with Amina and blushes. “Pardon, Monsieur. I ‘ave left your breakfast in your room.”
She places the tray with a croissant on the table in Amina’s room. “Will that be all?”
“No, Brigitte” says Amina “Please come here. I realize that I robbed you of the pleasure of waking in your usual way, but I am sure he would not mind it if you joined us in bed. I’m happy to share you if he is? Besides the ménage-a-trios is a French invention, is it not, you must be a natural at it.”
Brigitte look at the two of you. You can see she is a little intimidated by Amina’s forwardness and by the prospect of being judged against her.
“Please Brigitte” you say to reassure her “We need your expertise. Neither Amina or I have ever done anything like this before.” You lie remembering last night “Please! What if Amina promises not to wake me up again, to leave me for you.”
“Yes,” says Amina in mock desperation “I promise, he’s all yours to wake up.”
Brigitte seems to become more confident, enjoying the power she seems to have over you. “O.k. I’ll join you, but one more condition.”
“Name it.” says Amina, although you are sure she already knows it.
“Mademoiselle Amina must let me wake her up as well, und perhaps tuck her in at night as well?”
Amina smiles like a cat “That would be wonderful Brigitte. We can have sleepovers.”
Brigitte smiles shyly but, after removing a lacy silk handkerchief from between her breasts and placing it on the bedside table, begins to remove her uniform, folding each item neatly and placing them on a chair. She has a small, thin body with small, but firm, breasts and ass. Once she is naked she moves over to the bed. You get a nice view of her small dark bush.
“So how should we start?” asks Amina looking a Brigitte for ‘expert advise’.
