Chapter 4 THE NIGHT OF TEMPTATION

Andrea put on her best uniform, making sure every crease was ironed out and every button was polished. She took a deep breath, mentally preparing herself for the dinner party.

As she made her way to the dining room, she could hear the sound of laughter and conversation. The room was filled with people, all dressed in their finest attire.

Andrea's eyes scanned the room, taking in the familiar faces of the Richardson family. Julian and Sophia were holding court, regaling their guests with stories of their wealth and influence.

Nathaniel stood off to the side, looking uncomfortable in his suit. He caught Andrea's eye and nodded slightly, before returning his attention to the conversation.

Andrea's heart skipped a beat as she realized she would have to serve these people, pretend to be subservient to them. But she steeled herself, remembering why she was here.

She began to circulate, pouring wine and serving hors d'oeuvres. The guests were polite, but Andrea could sense their disdain. They saw her as nothing more than a servant, a mere object to be used and discarded. Andrea's anger simmered just below the surface, but she kept her cool. She knew she had to play the part, at least for now.

As the night wore on, Andrea found herself drawn into the conversation. She was surprised to find that some of the guests were quite pleasant, despite their wealth and privilege.

But just as she was starting to relax, Sophia cornered her, a malicious glint in her eye.

"Andrea, dear," Sophia said, her voice dripping with condescension. "I do hope you're enjoying yourself. After all, it's not every day that someone like you gets to mingle with the upper crust."

Andrea's eyes flashed with anger, but she kept her cool. "Yes, Miss Richardson," she said, her voice sweet. "I'm having a lovely time. Thank you for asking."

Sophia's eyes narrowed, but she said nothing more. Instead, she turned and flounced away, leaving Andrea to wonder what she had just gotten herself into.

Nathaniel's eyes strayed to Andrea as she poured wine for the guests. He couldn't help but notice how the maid's uniform hugged her curves in all the right places.

As he sipped his wine, Nathaniel's mind began to wander. He imagined Andrea in different scenarios, her uniform discarded, her hair down. He pictured himself touching her, kissing her, feeling her warmth beneath him.

Nathaniel's eyes snapped back to the present, his face flushing with heat. He couldn't believe the dirty images playing in his head. He glanced around the room, hoping no one had noticed his distraction.

But his eyes landed on Sophia, who was watching him with a calculating gaze. Nathaniel's heart sank, wondering if his sister had somehow read his mind. He quickly looked away, focusing on the conversation around him. But his mind kept drifting back to Andrea, and the forbidden fantasies he couldn't shake.

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The dinner party was in full swing, with the guests laughing and chatting as they savored the exquisite cuisine. Andrea moved seamlessly through the room, refilling glasses and clearing plates with precision.

Nathaniel, however, couldn't take his eyes off her. He watched as she expertly navigated the crowded room, her movements fluid and confident. He found himself drawn to her, his attraction growing with every passing moment.

As the night wore on, Andrea began to feel the weight of Nathaniel's gaze. She sensed his eyes on her, and her skin prickled with awareness. She tried to focus on her work, but her mind kept drifting back to the handsome young man who seemed to be watching her every move.

As they worked together, the tension between them grew thicker, like a palpable fog that clung to their skin. They exchanged brief, stilted conversations, their words polite but laced with underlying tension.

Andrea's hands brushed against Nathaniel's as they reached for the same dish, sending a jolt of electricity through her body. She pulled back, her face flushing with heat, as Nathaniel's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with intensity.

The air was charged with unspoken desire, the attraction between them crackling like a live wire. They both knew it, but neither dared to acknowledge it, bound as they were by the strict rules of their social stations.

As the dinner party drew to a close, Andrea and Nathaniel found themselves alone in the kitchen, the guests having retired to the living room for coffee and dessert. The silence between them was oppressive, heavy with the weight of unspoken feelings.

Andrea's heart pounded in her chest as Nathaniel turned to her, his eyes blazing with a desire he could no longer hide. She knew she should look away, but she couldn't tear her gaze from his, trapped as she was in the depths of his passion-filled eyes.

His eyes raked down her fully thick body. He couldn't stop staring at her and before they both knew what was happening, Nathaniel grabbed her by the waist and pinned her on the wall at a corner where no one would easily see her. He attacked her lips making Andrea go into a little shock. She couldn't believe that Nathaniel's lips were on hers at the moment.

He wouldn't stop kissing her lips. Andrea wasn't responding to the kiss but he forced her to respond by forcing his tongue inside her mouth. With their saliva mixing, it was a battle because Andrea didn't know the force that pushed her to reciprocate. The moment she reciprocated, that was all.

That was all she needed to do for Nathaniel to bring the kiss to the next level. He peppered kisses all over her neck, giving her different hickeys. Her body was responding to his melting touch. She felt something dripping down her little tongue. She felt her pussy lips glistening and her wet juice threatening to pool down her legs.

He began to touch her body. Groping her breasts and her ass through the uniform. Sweats formed on Andrea's forehead, dripping down the side of her face.

He couldn't control himself anymore. He became so hard that she began to feel his erection poking her pussy entrance. He felt painfully hard that he needed a release. In front of Andrea's face, with just a finger, he unzipped her top uniform to reveal her bra while still kissing her. He left her lips and continued to squeeze her breasts.

He imagined her riding his already painful erection. He imagined his cock buried deep into her pussy. Nathaniel growled and went insane when he unhooked her bra from the front and full breasts displayed in front of him. His eyes flashed with desire as he saw her pierced tits. Like a hungry wolf, he crashed his lips on her nipples, that was the end of Andrea's silence.

She moaned out so loud "Nathaniel..."

He sucked her boobs hungrily like he was starving for a long time. Sucking, squeezing, licking her tits turned him on to no point of return. He was hell-bent on going down on her. Fucking her to pieces. Fucking her to shreds. He couldn't wait to shove his tongue into her already wet pussy.

He cupped her pussy through her little thong making her moan even louder.

"Fuck.." She moaned.

He exposed her stomach fully, and he went on his knees, kissing from her breast down to her bellybutton, down to her swollen pussy. Just as he was about to drag her panties down, Andrea caught his hand.

Nathaniel still refused and tried so hard to pull it down trying to suck her. Andrea shoved him away and hooked her bra and just as she was about to walk away, he grabbed her and tried to pin her on the wall and kiss her. She pushed him away and still refused to let her go.

Without thinking twice, Andrea slapped him and it made him return to his senses.

But he couldn't believe his eyes that someone just slapped him.

It wasn't just anyone but a woman.

It didn't sit well with him.