Modern Slave (Hidden Desire). Hidden Desire

Rick's muscles ached in the most satisfying way as he laid down his tools at the end of another grueling day on Simon's construction site. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the skeletal frames of future homes, and the sweat that clung to his skin cooled in the evening breeze. He had been working for Simon for a few months now, ever since the orphanage had celebrated his transition into adulthood with a job offer.
Simon had taken note of Rick's exceptional stamina and work ethic, often pushing him to his limits with tasks that seemed to multiply with each passing day. As Rick wiped the grime from his brow, he caught sight of Megan, Simon's wife, approaching from the main house. Her reputation preceded her-a woman of voracious appetites, both in the kitchen and the bedroom. She was a vision of voluptuousness, her curves dangerously accentuated by the clingy fabric of her sundress, her breasts threatening to spill out with each confident step she took. "Hard at work, I see, " Megan purred, her eyes raking over Rick's toned physique.
"Simon's been bragging about your... talents." Rick felt a flush of pride and something more primal at her words. "I do my best, ma'am, " he replied, his voice slightly husky from the day's exertion. Megan laughed, a sound that seemed to resonate with the promise of untold pleasures. "Ma'am? Oh, Rick, we're going to have to do something about that formality of yours." She stepped closer, her hand trailing along his arm, her touch electric. Rick had always been grateful to Simon and Megan, the busty, vivacious woman who seemed to radiate a warmth that could thaw the coldest of hearts.
They had done so much for the orphans, and in Rick's eyes, they were saviors, deserving of his unwavering respect and loyalty. Yet, as he approached their home, he couldn't shake the unease that had settled over him since witnessing their heated exchange the night before. Megan greeted him with a smile that could light up the darkest room, her eyes drinking in the sight of his hard work etched into every line of his body.
"Rick, you're done for the day, come in and rest, " she said, her voice a sultry melody that seemed to resonate deep within him. Simon, however, was another story. His jaw was set, a storm brewing behind his eyes as he glanced at Megan. "I'm taking Rick with me to the new site first thing tomorrow. We've got a week's worth of work ahead of us, " he declared, his tone leaving no room for argument.