Chapter 251 The Maid(3)

• The next few days were… Interesting. After his revelation that he didn’t mind what practically amounted to a third leg she had been very, very flirty with him. Every night about half an hour before he would go to bed she would slip between the sheets of his bed, bare and nude, warming his spot for him.
• As he arrived to come to bed she would always offer to stay, her voice sometimes low and lustful, desirous to have him join her, other times soft and hopeful, always desperate to be allowed to stay.
• However, each night he would politely refuse and with a half smirking pout she would slink back to her room, sauntering nude to her own bed, her massive bust and full equipment bouncing slightly with each decidedly pronounced step, silently begging for his attention.