The maid knocked on the door for the third time, rather pointlessly it seemed. She had obviously rushed out or fallen asleep. To her surprise, the door opened to reveal a beautiful woman, dressed only in a very short, see-through dressing gown.
“Come on in,” she said as if her mind were occupied with other things. The maid rushed past, half embarrassed for the woman and her lack of clothing. The door was closed behind her, much to the maid’s surprise.
“On the coffee table please.”
The young maid set down the champagne and made for the door, deliberately passing the woman for her tip. She leaned against the wall by the door, arms folded. The maid gave a quiet sigh of resignation and turned the door handle.
“If there’s anything else don’t hesitate…”
“Can I ask a favour of you?’ said the woman.
“Uhh, sure,” said the maid. “That’s what we’re here for.”
“What bra size are you? You look pretty big…”
The girl quickly shut the door in her embarrassment.
“It’s just that I really need a bra for tonight and I’m sure you could lend me yours, if it’s the right size of course.”
“Umm.. Well I’m a thirty four D, so I doubt if…”
“My size exactly.”
She knew the woman was lying; she looked double D at least. After examining her breasts, she noticed her entire body was wet which made her dressing gown cling to her. She’d been in the shower, her reason for lateness at the door.
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