The next few weeks continued on like this.

Mr. and Mrs. Daville would often copulate with their door slightly ajar and Helena just would so "happen" to be around when they did. She would sneakily pretend to be sweeping the stairs, passing by to catch a glimpse of what they were doing. Hearing his moans was becoming addicting to her and she used them in her mind whenever she went to bed to masturbate that night. It was even proving difficult to stay focused on studying for her classes because on her days off, all she wanted to do was daydream about Liam and/or masturbate.

One night, she caught Liam eating out Mrs. Daville while she was doing her business calls. Her voice didn't waver at all, like she was used to this, but they probably were still enjoying the act of it. Another night he took her doggy style and was spanking her, calling her names like "whore," and "slut," and that he was going to fill her up with his cum.

Each night was making Helena's lust for him grow more and more with need, making her miss and wishing for the same treatment.

Soon Helena started wearing the naughty maid outfit he found her in before underneath her uniform occasionally, leaving it pantyless in case he tried to make a move on her. So far, he did not, he didn't make any advances or speak to her perversely. So she tried to step it up a bit.

While he was working in his office one day, she offered to quickly clean around the room and then leave. He agreed and let her in. Helena casually dusted off his bookshelves, trying to actually do her job at first but then shamelessly reached up in higher spots, causing her dress to rise up more.

"Opps!" She gasped as she "accidentally" knocked over one of the books to get his attention. "Sorry, I'll get that."

When he turned around from the noise, Helena bent over on all fours enough for the dress to rise up and show that she wasn't wearing anything to cover over her pussy or ass cheeks. She lingered there a minute before standing up properly and turning around to look at him.

He was stunned, still staring at the spot where he had a great view of her. She giggled to herself and continued minor cleaning around the room before heading out the door. "I'll see you later Liam." She whispered seductively and closed the door slowly.

He blocked her path in the hallway the next morning and pinned her against the wall by her hands. "What do you think you were doing? Pulling a stunt like that yesterday." He growled and trailed a finger down along her face to her chin.

"I just missed you, that's all." She breathed out, staring back at him and bit her lip. "I missed the attention and the way you used to make me feel."

"Heh...so bad little lamb. I've been trying to stay away since you've moved in. No need to draw attention to us when you're living...this close to me..." He ran his hands through her hair and inhaled her scent while pushing his body against hers. "But maybe I let it go on for too long." His free hand lowered down to her waist, picked up her skirt so his hand could go underneath it and rubbed her cunt through her panties.

"Fuck...I need you so bad Liam." Helena whispered, closing her eyes.

He continued to rub it and then placed his lips on hers. She melted right there, her panties already damp just from his presence, his hands, and his kiss. She wanted and NEEDED him in every way possible and she quivered when his hand slipped inside her panties. He skipped over her clit to rub his finger into her wetness and then stuck his forefinger inside her gently.

Helena moaned out and clutched onto his shoulders as he just fingered her.

"Please...more..." Helena whined.

"Not yet...I'm just teasing for now." He licked her neck and then pulled his hands out from her panties before reaching inside his pocket. "Here I got you this yesterday."

Helena didn't get a chance to see what it was but she felt it when his hands returned back under her dress without warning and plugged a small round object right at her entrance.

"What-AH!" She gasped out when she felt a buzz go off against her pussy. She was already wet and the shock of it only made it worse.

When she looked at him, she saw that he was holding something in his other hand.

A small pink remote control.

He smirked and pressed a button and suddenly the vibrating started up again on her pussy. She wiggled against him and bit down on her lower lip hard, trying not to release the series of moans that wanted to come out every passing second.

"Better keep that in all day. This will be the fun we can have for now." He grinned and released her. "Now, back to work." He smirked and then turned the dial up high quickly then off.

Helena's body buckled awkwardly but she couldn't hide the immense pleasure she was getting from it. She never really used dildos or vibrators before, so not only was this a new experience, it was turning her on beyond so many levels, knowing that it was him controlling it when she received pleasure.

It took her a minute to realize she still had work today, especially with the toy still in her panties. She had no idea when he planned on using it.

One moment she was sweeping the patio and it buzzed, the randomness not only scaring her but causing her to fall over a bit. She caught herself on one of the tables and the buzzing continued nonstop. "Ahh..." She moaned and closed her eyes. "Fuck, I want to cum so bad..."

The second time it went off, she was folding clothes inside the laundry room with two other women. She gasped but quickly slapped a hand over her mouth to make it seem like she sneezed.

The other women looked at Helena funny but otherwise continued their tasks. She even started fake coughing to hide some of the moans because he was turning the speed up and down repeatedly on the vibrator and then just leaving it on a mild setting nonstop.

"Liam please..." Helena cried desperately in her mind.

Eventually it died down and Helena felt like her panties were soaked. She ran to one of the bathrooms near her bedroom to change them and clean up. Once she was inside, right before she reached for the toy, it turned on again and she moaned out loud, using the sink for support to catch herself.

"I can't take anymm-more!" Helena moaned loudly and ran straight to her room. She laid back on her bed but the toy didn't stop and repeated different patterns and speeds. "Fuck! AHHHHH!" She was crying out nonstop, grinding her hips up into the toy and finally giving into it. She heard footsteps creep by and she tried to stop, thinking it was the Mrs. who came home.

However the toy didn't stop and even went up to the highest setting and it was then when she felt one of the biggest orgasms in her life hit her. "Fuck I'm cumming!" She screamed, unable to stop the pent up lust and sounds that she tried so desperately to stop.

Once it subsided, she laid there, out of it but worried. She sat up quickly, realizing that her bedroom door was slightly open and she heard heavier footsteps walk by with a familiar chuckle.

"Oh...it was just him..." Helena panted and fell back on the bed. Every worry and stress she had for the week vanished right then and there. She was out of breath and drained, with beyond soaked panties.

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