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Sexy Maid Daughters 1: Giggling Maids Do It Better

It had been a year since my wife had unexpectedly exited this world. I was in no way, shape or form prepared to handle it. If it hadn't been for our three very lovely daughters, Anne, Jessica and Rose, I would've never made it through.

But they were great. Everything I needed, they gave. Without questions.

And now, the one thing I needed most: They gave that, too…


Excerpt:

It had been a year since my wife had unexpectedly exited this world. I was in no way, shape or form prepared to handle it. If it hadn't been for our three very lovely daughters, Anne, Jessica and Rose, I would've never made it through.

But they were great. Everything I needed, they gave. Without questions.

However, the one thing I needed the most now was to get back to some semblance of normalcy. I barely ate, I barely slept. I only left the house once in a blue moon and returned quickly.

It wasn't living.

But after a year, I was tired of it. I was tired of moping around all day wondering what I could've done different or this or that. It was time to make a change and get my old self back.

Money was tight. After she left, I just couldn't face life anymore. I quit my job and we barely scraped by with the meager savings we had.

Thankfully, my three precocious daughters recently decided to get jobs and help out financially.

Now, though, I needed to get the house back to its original luster. That was something I was going to need help with.

I was also starting to get that old feeling back. The feeling of needing companionship - and sex. So, on a lark, I decided to kill two birds with one stone. While the girls were away at their new jobs, I called up a sexual maid service. I really didn't know what possessed me, but I was sitting on pins and needles all day waiting for them to arrive.

How would it feel to be close to a woman again? It had been so long that I'd half-forgotten.

Once the maid arrived, I heard giggling outside. Why on earth would the maid be giggling?

Peeking out the window, I nearly gave myself a heart attack. There were my three precious daughters, Anne, Jessica and Rose, wearing those very skimpy, very revealing French maid outfits.

Surely they were putting me on.

"Hi, daddy!" They all sang as I popped open the door, followed by another round of giggles. None of them made any move to cover up their near nakedness.

"What are you girls doing?" I hissed and ushered them into the house, hoping that none of the neighbors had seen.

"We're here because you needed a sexual maid." Rose, my 23-year-old red-haired goddess of a daughter beamed. She flung back her hair and had a glint of mischievousness in her emerald eyes.

"Yeah, daddy! We're here to do a job!" My 18-year-old brunette, Anne, piped up.

I nearly choked. "Yeah, but you girls are my daughters..."

"So..." Jessica, my 19-year-old raven-haired beauty said, her face falling. She was such an adorable angel. "You need female companionship, right?"

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