{"product_id":"2940150909281","title":"Servants Misbehaving","description":"While the cat's away, the mice will play!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhen Lord and Lady Hargave leave their London house for a fortnight, rebellious footman John convinces innocent young Grace the maid to join him in their employers' private rooms--the ones they're forbidden to enter.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWearing her ladyship's posh lingerie, drinking expensive spirits and eating imported foods, Grace gets swept up in the merriment and before she knows it, she's handing over her virginity to the handsome footman!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEXCERPT:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"May I?\" asked John, placing both hands on the back clasp on the brassiere. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"You may do whatever you like, John,\" I said.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHe flashed me a bright smile, and with a flick of the wrist, he had unclasped the brassiere and tossed it on the carpet. He groaned and lunged for my naked bosoms, taking one in his mouth and softly stroking the raised pink nub of the other one.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat a curious sensation it was to have a grown man suckling on my bosoms like a calf suckles on a cow! It seemed so terribly bizarre, but oh! It felt so good. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs if guided by some dark, primitive force, I suddenly wanted very badly to touch him with my lady parts. Despite the fact that I was sitting on John's lap with my naked bosoms exposed, my legs were off to the side and my knees were together. I adjusted myself so that I was sitting astride John's lap. He pulled away from my bosom for a moment to give me a wicked smile, and then he went back to suckling my bosom, running his tongue ever so gently around the hard pink nub. I cried out in pleasure and started rocking gently back and forth, rubbing my lady parts against him.\u003cbr\u003eJohn moaned, which spurred me on to rub harder, to rub faster. Beneath my lady parts, I felt his flesh begin to stiffen as if it was coming to life. Undeterred, I rubbed harder still, faster still.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd then, all at once, John grabbed me by the waist and flipped me over so that I was on the sofa, on my back. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"You're a naughty girl, aren't you?\" he grinned, lifting both my legs straight up into the air.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Am I?\" I giggled. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"Clearly.\" He laughed along with me, and I felt deliciously wicked.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eJohn reached down to lift my hips up, grabbed a hold of her ladyship's step-in drawers and pulled them straight off me in one smooth move. I squealed in delight. And then there I was: lying on Lord and Lady Hargrave's silk brocade sofa without a stitch on, my lady parts clearly visible to John's hungry eyes.","brand":"Amelia Wren","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47102193795312,"sku":"2940150909281","price":2.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940150909281_p0.jpg?v=1764008060","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940150909281","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}