CH 83

"Desmond-sama?　What do you think?　Does it suit me?"

With those words, Lady of the house, Charlotte stepped into my office.

Wavy platinum blonde hair, big emerald eyes, she had a lovely face that made her appear like a pre-teen girl even though she was now pregnant. A fair complexion that lately began to radiate a  sexy glow as I embraced her whenever I was excited.

I feel like I've committed a crime in some way since this young girl is pregnant with my child.

--But what about Monica?

No problem, things like that are not a crime here.

Go ahead! Try to arrest your lord!

Ha-ha-ha-ha! And let's put that episode of escaping reality aside.

More importantly.

"So, do you like it?"

The lord's wife, fluttering the skirt of her maid's outfit like an innocent little girl.

"Ah, of course, it looks good on you."

Saying this, she captivates me with a smile like a flower blooming.

"Fufu, I'm glad, then, I will be your stand-in maid for a day while Desmond-sama is at work. Please feel free to ask me anything, Master."

Smiling like that, she stands next to me as I make my way to my office desk.

Yes, Charlotte was dressed as a maid today.

My beloved wife remembered that I showed a lot of interest in maid outfit before, so she decided to put it to use this time.

--Yes, it's nice.

Very nice.

But you know what?　But you know what, Charlotte, my sweet, sweet Charlotte, 

I don't have to work!

Huh? - What?　Isn't my wife too cute?　No, I've always known she was cute enough ( not that I mind), but it's the maid outfit.

--She did it for me.

Moreover, although she is dressed in a maid's uniform, there is no way to hide the aura of aristocracy that emanates from her voluptuous body.

This makes me feel like I'm doing something even more immoral.

Like making fun, or disgracing the kidnapped noble's daughter......

--I'm so eager to play naughty stuffs, there's no way I'm working.

Even if Katherine-san, a real maid, is in this room with us and is observing the rookie maid work with her brown narrow eyes, the master can't help but to tease her.

"Charlotte?"

"Yes, Master."

And she lightly leaned over to look into my face.

At that moment, her tits, which had pushed her maid's uniform up as high as it would go...

*sqeeze*

That.

That is too defenseless, you know?

--I reached my hand out.

"No~.......you shouldn't do this to the maid, master.......♡"

I kneaded and kneaded.

The Maid Charlotte-chan arches her eyebrows and immediately begins to let out heavy breaths.

"I bet you wanted to be treated like this, didn't you? shaking your tits like this. You naughty maid. Have you come here to disturb your Master's work?"

I fondled and played with them.

"Ah, hah.......Master..............." What a reaction. even though I'm only gently playing with her boobs. Have I trained her lewd potential to this degree? - Unh, I bet it's none other than Charlotte herself who is aroused by this situation.

"You shouldn't.......a maid's job doesn't include such things...... ah......."

"With all that said, I see that you approach me with your tits rather squeezed up against me. "How can you perform a maid's work with such large things swinging around?"

*knead* *knead*

"Yah.......please don't say such a rude thing........ I can certainly manage. If only Master didn't do such a thing........ngh, ah......."

--Oh,  there's no way I can resist such a sweet expression on her face.

Charlotte-chan with a vacant look in her eyes. Those dainty lips are half open, and a pink tongue flicked out.

Our lips naturally sought each other, overlapping, making love...

"――*aham*"

""………………""

"You two, that is not a proper maid and master interaction," Katherine-san said.

Oh sure, you'd know. I will keep silent for the time being, wondering what she'd say next.

"Then why don't you join us, Katherine?"

"Yes, of course."

――Oi!　Aren't you too much!　You turn back on your words so fast!

"Master……"

You weren't a real first-class maid, were you? Katherine........Your Master hasn't finished his work (signing the papers) yet, has he?

Then.

"Fufu.......then, Desmond-sama, please choose the maid to serve you."

Looking at her, she said.

"I will be at your service."

Charlotte-chan, twenty-nine years old, dressed as a maid, her large emerald eyes shining.

"I think your work will go much better if you feel refreshed."

said the maid (twenty-six years old), who was supposed to admonish her.

"Additionally, excuse me for my foolish assumption, but I think that Desmond-sama's task can be completed once we finish with plenty of time left."

That's really a foolish thought.

But you're exactly right!　I'll have enough time to do it!

I'm gonna spank you, you bitch!　I'm going to spank your ass!　Lord SPANK SPANK MAID!

But of course, Katherine is all for it.

I'm the one who succumbs to this temptation. I, the lord, was being KOROKORO-ed  in the maid's palm. Not that I don't like it.......　　

"- both of you, stand in front of me and roll up your skirts. I'll decide which one of you is going to serve me, whoever makes the best demonstration."

"Alright♪"

"Certainly."

Then The lord's wife and her maid's stood side by side in front of the desk, which still had some papers left on it. The maid (wife) was flirtatiously putting her hand on the skirt. With her eyes curled in a lascivious arc, her cheeks blush faintly, and her mouth quirked in debauchery, the Lord has started to give his approval already.

But Katherine was not to be outdone. She reaches into the skirt of her maid's uniform and

*brush*

Together with The lord's wife, the two of them were trying to make the lord feel impatient.

--This is not the time to be working now.

And to pick one or the other, such cruelty is unbearable to the kind lord.

How about both?　--gufufu.

The lord's wife's bare legs look as if they are shining, the maid's legs are wrapped in white socks. Above it, the maid's garter belt--

Knock-knock.

There is a knock at the door.

Chiiiiiii! (super loud tongue-clicking)　Who is this fool, who dare interferes with the lord's fun time!　If it's another maid, maybe I'll let her join in the "service"?

――Gufufu

Well, I wouldn't do that.

Then, the words came.

"This is Parliamentary official Liz Bergamot. May I come in?"

Oh, crap.

The flame of my desire was extinguished immediately. It was so devastating, something like opening the porn folder and somehow finding a picture of mom in it.

Both of them were also fixing the hem of their skirts.

And then, I was instantly flooded with sweats!

Shit, I'm not doing any work at all!　Why are you coming here now of all days?　You usually don't come here, right?　Did I miss something?　Did I not fill out the paperwork properly?　Am I going to be punished?

Is it something like checking to see whether I completed my homework rather than watching porn?

It's kinda have that feel. But it's not that simple.

Even if she is a very good Parliamentary official who controls everything in this territory, there is no way that she would be able to punish the lord. And because I'm the lord, it would be perfectly acceptable to have my wife serve me in a maid's outfit....

--I can't. My MP (mental points) for using that kind of excuse would not hold up.

However, there is one person who seems to feel worse about it than I do.

"Charlotte......?"

It was as if he has been affected by my thought, her beloved husband. Charlotte-chan (twenty-nine years old), turns stiffened and sweating. - no, she's already soaking.

I wanted to gather her sweat, boil it, and use it as my own personal seasoning.

--I put aside my more than half-serious thoughts for now.

"I-I'm sorry.......I didn't think anyone would come......."

Ah wait. The lord's wife is dressing as a maid. The lord's wife......

Oh no!

--This is not a joke, nor is it a shameless situation, but rather, it is an extremely serious situation. Charlotte is the daughter of the old and venerable Earl of Terrace. She shouldn't have ever worn a maid outfit. if another maid had come to see her she would have been startled.

"Oh, it's just a little joke."

I'd said that jokingly if it's anyone else. But the person who came to see me is not a commoner, but Parliamentary official Liz, the fourth daughter of the Earl of Bergamot.

A highborn lady and a noble.

Earl's child, the first daughter.

She may be the second daughter by birth's right, but because the eldest daughter already left the family, she is the first daughter and the fourth child of the family.

Why is such a person serving as the Parliamentary official to the third son of the Viscount Damwead family, who is a newly-established Baron? --Actually, she has been an official in the Royal Capital back then only to be treated as merely a <woman>. But here, she has been treated as an equal to Randolph.

I have no idea how many contacts the ladies have with each other, but this situation, when considered between nobles, it might be something like an Achilles heel that shouldn't be seized upon.

It may be turning to something like The second daughter was corrupted by 《Heretic of Damwead》. Not that it's wrong, but...

--Gufufu!

I know I'm in the wrong, but I can't help but chuckle!　--She forgets her noble's pride and dresses as a maid. Women who forget their pride are not our family. A woman who is not a noble cannot marry a noble!

Disowned, disinherited, divorced!

I can understand Charlotte's panic.

I can't help but wonder if Charlotte took that risk and put on a maid's outfit, but now is not the time for that.

-I definitely, definitely have to avoid her being found by Liz.......

But what then?　If it is half-baked magic, Liz, who is a noblewoman can use magic better than I can, and will surely be able to see through it. Charlotte herself and Katherine have magic, but with her state of mind rightnow, I don't think I can count on Charlotte's magic.

This twenty-nine year old, she's so loyal to her own desires and willing to go this far.

--even Katherine.

But now is not the time to speak about such things.

Think, you better think something good, Desmond.

To protect Charlotte,  my wife--

"My lord?　Are you occupied?　Please answer me."

Liz's voice sounded like the tax collector from hell.

Then.

"Master, I have a brilliant idea..."