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The next morning. I woke up early, the sun was coming in through the window. It was soft and warm on my face, I blinked a few times. then sat up slowly. I could still feel the wetness of my cum around my thigh, a quiet reminder of last night. Even though I had cleaned it, it still lingered there. I stretched my arms and took a deep breath. My name is Amara, I’m twenty years old. This is my first real job, working as a maid in Mr. Grey’s house. He is much older than me, Maybe in his fifties. He has grey in his hair and always speaks in a calm voice. I got out of bed and washed my face, then I changed into my uniform and tied my hair back into a ponytail, ready to do my work. As I worked around the house, my mind kept going back to Mr. Grey. There is something about him I don't understand yet, something that makes my heart beat faster every time I think about him. And the way he handles me… it is irresistible. Just before lunch, one of his staff came to me and said Mr.

The next morning, i woke up in Mr. Grey’s room. The first thing I saw was him getting dressed to go out. I quickly jumped out of bed, completely naked. My face turned red with shyness. He turned around and smiled at me. “You look good being naked,” he said softly. I smiled, still feeling shy. He walked closer and bent down a little. “I feel like sucking those perfect boobs of yours,” he said with a playful grin. “But I need to pick up my son from the airport. He’s coming home.” I was shocked, he has a son? I didn’t expect that. He didn’t look like the kind of man with kids. I just said, “Okay,” trying to hide my surprise. He moved back to the bed and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. “You can go to your room now and start your work, I’ll see you later today.” After he left, I got an idea. I ran to his wardrobe and picked out one of his shirts, I quickly put it on to cover myself. It felt strange wearing his clothes, but I had to get out of his room before he

The meeting ended shortly after, and night fell quietly over the mansion. I made my way to the kitchen to prepare dinner, with my mind drifting back to the scene from earlier. When Adams said he was seeing someone else. I sighed. Why did I even care? I wasn’t here to care, I was here to survive. Somehow, I found myself starting to count my days. My salary would come at the end of the month. From what I’d heard, Mr. G