Richard sneered in amusement as he watched Evie slink around to the opposing side of the desk. She held a wary beam in her eyes, though those gorgeous hazel orbs still reflected the lust they shared earlier that day. He shook his head with a look that mixed amusement and slight disappointment. Richard scooted his chair back half a foot, then rotated it to his right, crossing his legs in the wide way that men often do. Richard chided Evie with a few playful clicks of his tongue, sighing before speaking.<br/><br/>"You disappoint me, Evie. Did you forget my words from this afternoon? You're no maid -- at least to me, you're not. You were hired as a maid to gain entry into this house, and I plan on having you by my side in every way."<br/><br/>A wry chuckle made his smarmy mug that much more smack-able. "You're the one who chose -- for whatever reason -- to wear that particular outfit. Which, believe me, I am all in favor of. You performing jobs about the Manor is a mere cover from the fact that you belong here with me." Richard's eyes burned with lustful fire. "Day and night," he said, wanting. "You're worried about everyone else's opinion except for the only one who really matters ....<b>mine</b>."<br/><br/>Richard stood and slowly rounded the desk, approaching Evie. "There's no better way to cleave us together than enjoy intimacy. I need to know right away that you are worthy of the position I'm offering. If you're going to be my shadow, I need to know that we get along perfectly." He leaned back on the edge of his desk, mere feet from Evie. "So, to that end, I'm going to tell you what's going to happen. You're going to sit in my chair and eat my meal, then you're going to wait in my bedroom as I return the tray to the kitchen. When I return, I'm going to ride you all night long ... I won't stop until you've cum at least three times."<br/><br/>He tilted his head, a faint smile. "Any further objections?"