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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

I CHANGED MISSY'S DIAPER AND TRIED TO FEED HER. AS USUAL, SHE made a complete mess of herself as well as her high-chair. I had to literally give Missy a bath before dressing her in a cute seersucker romper over her diaper and baby pants.

Mrs. Smythe was lounging on the sofa in the living room, still dressed in her sexy little white bikini, when I brought Missy out to see her pretty Mommy. I handed the infant to Cindy, who smiled and laid back on the sofa, cuddling little Missy to her breast.

"Is Nanny taking good care of you, precious?" Cindy asked her child, bouncing her gently.

I left the mother and her baby alone and went to the kitchen to straighten up. I was still dressed in my swimsuit and apron, but I was getting used to it. At least it was cool! I checked my bottom in the mirror in the Nursery it was still a little pink from being spanked. I pulled down the rear of my skimpy swimsuit with my fingers, the tight elastic and Lycra snapping sharply against my warm fleshy bottom.

WHEN THE KITCHEN WAS DONE, CINDY HAD ME SET UP THE PORTABLE playpen in the master suite and run her shower for her. I unhooked Cindy's bikini top for her as she wiggled her pretty behind and pushed off the tight bottoms. Cindy stepped into her steamy shower, still wearing a thin gold chain around her elegant, slender ankle. Of course, she carelessly left her expensive bikini laying on the floor by the etched glass shower door. She knew I'd pick it up for her after all, that's what servants are for!

After the shower, I gave Cindy a nice massage as little Missy happily played with her toys. Cindy was laying on her bed nude except for comfortable tap pants in sheer, powder blue silk. The loose-fitting, easy tap pants were of a tulipwrapped style and wearing them was nearly like wearing nothing at all! The rich woman grew lazy and sleepy as I rubbed her neck, shoulders, back, and curvy behind for her.

"I love getting sexually pummeled half the night by my horny husband but it makes me so lazy the next day!" Cindy told me as I massaged her pretty bottom through the soft silk of her tap pants. I immediately blushed crimson at Cindy's casual comment!

Missy began to whimper and cry, disturbing the peace of Cindy's oncoming nap.

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"I think you have another diaper to change, Cissie," Cindy informed me as she buried her head in her pillow. "Take Missy.. to the Nursery, wake me in a' hour or so...

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she moaned incoherently as she drifted off to dreamland, stretched languorously out on the satin comforter of her king-sized bed.

I got up and quietly left with Missy as my lazy mistress napped on her bed. I gently closed the master suite door so as not to disturb Cindy's rest.

"She's had a very hard day lounging by her pool!" I thought with a sense of irony. Life was so unfair the pampered rich girl takes a leisurely nap while the hard-working maid cares for her wet baby for her and does the housework!

In the Nursery, I unsnapped the baby's romper and pulled it up to her waist so I could attend to her diaper. Missy had completely soaked her diaper, and I noticed that her baby pants had leaked slightly, wetting the cute romper. I sighed in frustration and quickly unsnapped the pretty little outfit the rest of the way, taking it off the baby and tossing it into Missy's laundry hamper. Missy gurgled happily as I diapered her and then popped white baby pants on her. I dressed her in a diaper shirt with cute pink bunnies on it and fuzzy anklets. After I played with Missy for awhile she went down for her afternoon nap without a fuss. She was really a good baby, except for being sloppy with her food!

Later, dressed in a fresh, short gray uniform and ruffled starched white apron, I went and gently shook Cindy awake. "Ma'am? Ma'am?" I said softly until Cindy finally stirred. Cindy yawned widely and stretched several times, boldly displaying her perfect, curvaceous body.

Cindy sat on the edge of her bed, stretching and yawning, but was quiet. I asked her if I should get her something to wear, but Cindy didn't answer. She was still sleepy and was staring out into space.

She slowly looked up at me dreamily and asked me gently, "Will you do me Cissie?"

I was surprised to be asked Cindy mostly ordered rather than asked. I told her I'd love to and sank to my knees in front of her. I reached up and slipped off her tap pants and she laid back on her bed as I leaned forward and began what I loved to do best.