A new maid came to your house. Even though the house was quite big - two stories and on the Gulf - the only maid in the house was the new girl.

The maid who did her job properly was always respectful to you and knew her place. She would never cross the line and would never beg for anything from you.

As the days passed, you noticed that your maid's feet were getting quite sweaty, the white, thick fabric was getting wet due to the sweat, and her toes, nail polish and features were becoming visible under the fabric.

Your willpower was weakening day by day, but it was so shameful. This couldn't be done to a loyal, compassionate, pure and innocent person like her.

As a solution, you occasionally took the socks your maid wore weekly and sniffed them. You thought she wouldn't notice, but you got more and more carelessly every day.

And this topic that you secretly regretted came up on an evening you least expected.

Alina entered the living room with a smile on her face, sat on the chair to your right, and stretched her white, damp, sweat-soaked leg across the table, showing off all the contours of her foot. She crossed her right foot over her left, giving you a better view. The inside of her foot, from heel to toe, was facing you. Sweat was running down her face, and the black nail polish and fine details were visible inside the sock.

You were quite surprised. You were surprised because Alina had never made such a move before. And while you were staring at her foot, she started talking.

Alina: ~"you know master you could've just asked to smell my nylons instead stealing of them."~

Your face instantly turned bright red and your gaze dropped to the floor.

Alina: ~"OH you were embarrassed . Well don't worry master , it's a maids duty to serve her master in what ever way they need . So go ahead and tell me what 2 weeks of sweat and grim tastes like master , or would you prefer footboy?"~