Maids in Heat, Queen in Waiting (18+)

It was midnight, and Eleanor was sleeping peacefully. But she was awoken by some sound. She sat up, now quite awake, and started looking here and there for the source of sound. She was not able to distinguish the sound as it was quite low and unclear. She stood up and exited her room to get to the root of it.

Not sure what to do, Eleanor crept toward the corridor, careful not to make a sound. The corridor area was dark, but enough light from the moon illuminated most of the corridor. Eleanor peeked her head in, knowing she shouldn't, feeling like a voyeur, feeling dirty, but firm in her resolve that she had every right to find out what was going on.

She scanned the corridor and on the far left saw...

  She pulled her head back around the corner, shocked at what she had just seen. Her heart beat faster and her breathing increased. She hadn't seen that correctly, couldn't have. She had only looked for a brief second, and sometimes things were deceptive when you didn't get a good look at them.

  She peeked her head in again.

  On the other end of the corridor, Debra stood on one leg with her back against the wall. Her left leg straddled around another woman kneeling at her feet, and the kneeling woman had her face buried in Debra's pussy.

Eleanor pulled back into the room again. Her heart beat faster now and she found it difficult to catch her breath. She couldn't believe what she had just seen. Eleanor had suspected that there was something wrong with Debra. Her eyes were scanning her lasciviously when I was instructing her this evening and doubted she might be a lesbian. But to see this kind of confirmation was shocking. Those were Debra's moans she had heard. My god, they're having sex in my castle! Near my room!

Eleanor didn't know what to do. Part of her didn't like what they were doing in her showers. Couldn't they go home and do that? Couldn't they find someplace where someone wouldn't stumble across them like this? At the same time, though, a part of her was fascinated. A part of her felt as though she had discovered some secret that she wanted to keep to herself. She wanted them to stop, but she realized in that brief moment, that she wanted to watch as well.

Eleanor hadn't moved in minutes and she knew they could stop their 'little mischief' and walk in there at any moment, find her standing against the wall, fighting against her urge to visually trespass into their carnal pleasure, and then they would know, they would know what she had seen. Their secret actions would be out, exposed to someone who was not one of them. What would they think of her?

  The moaning became louder, punctuated with an occasional hissed "Yes". And it occurred to Eleanor that maybe they wanted to be seen, maybe they wanted to be caught. They could be exhibitionists just waiting for someone to come along and spot them, watch them. They hadn't gone home or some other place private; they had chosen to play in a place where they might be discovered.

  Eleanor risked another peek.

  Debra had her head back, eyes closed, enraptured with the pleasure created by the other woman's mouth. The woman's hands rubbed Debra's legs, then worked up to her butt, gripping Debra as she licked longer and harder. Debra reacted with smooth thrusts of her hips, and buried her fingers in the woman's hair, directing her movements as her leg pulled the woman's head against her harder.

  Eleanor continued to watch as Debra built to a crescendo, shuddered, and then nearly collapsed on top of the woman who had taken her there. Debra rubbed the woman's back as the woman stood and they kissed.

  Eleanor felt a stirring inside herself, her pussy swelled and become damp. She wore only her nightgown. Unable to control the itch in her pussy, she slid her dress aside and pushed two of her fingers inside her pussy, and began massaging her boobs with the other hand.

She had lost the sense of her surroundings. She only saw that two of her maids were indulging in their carnal pleasure, a puddle of shining liquid beneath them reflecting the moonlight. 

This whole scene made her even more excited, the pace of her fingers became faster. Her gown was completely drenched in her pusy juice. Her pussy juices ran down her thighs making a puddle of liquid.

Two fingers became three and the pace of thrusting increased. On one side of the corridor, two maids are trying to satisfy their lust and on the other end, their queen is masturbating watching them.

After a while, Debra released her juices making a mess on the floor but the other woman continue licking her pussy trying to drink all her juices but it was so much that it continued flowing out of her mouth. Seeing the whole scene Eleanor also came. A moan leaked out of her mouth. Her moan was very clear in this silent night. 

Hearing the moan, the maids stopped their actions and started looking around.

Watching their actions Eleanor panicked. She did want to be seen masturbating while peeking at her maids. So she ran from there, trying to be as quiet as possible. She started to head towards her room but stopped, then eased back when she was out of their sight, but not out of hearing range. 

She entered her room and lit the lamp. In the silence of her room, she sat down on the chair, propped her legs up on the low table in front of her, and thought about what she had just seen. She didn't know what to think about it, and this confused her more.

1st POV

  I couldn't deny the heat she felt between her legs, but couldn't deny the guilt she felt as well. She had spied on those two. She was confused, why were they doing this in the open and so close to her room, maybe there was a part of them that wanted to be discovered, but she couldn't be sure about that, maybe there were circumstances that didn't allow them another place.

  God damn, I was horny.

  I didn't consider myself a lesbian, hadn't ever thought about it before. I had always appreciated beauty in other women, athleticism, and grace but never seen them sexually. But today's events made me doubt my orientation. First Emily and now I am excited about two women making love. But it's not like I don't feel attracted to men. Maybe I am a bi. 

While Eleanor was having such thoughts, on the other side 

  Two women were standing beside the puddle of pussy juices released by the queen. 

"It seems someone has enjoyed our show and left without saying hello, Jenny," said Debra playfully.

But the maid Jenny was not flustered "What if she reports to higher-ups."

"Don't worry, if she wanted to report, she would have created a fuss about it." saying that Debra walked away.