Curvy Maid Novels & Stories

Emotionally tired and sad. "Give me a minute" Curly said with a look over her shoulder. "Yes, My Princess" The maid agreed with a bow of her head. She turned and walked back through the hallway they came out from. Daisy turned to tell Izzy to excuse them too, but Izzy alreafy ran through the other side with her friend, the cat, chasing her around. Princess Curly started walking close and Daisy met her at the center. Daisy inclined her head slightly, "Princess Curly "

Her voice is low and quiet. She’s Amanda, 49 years old and our one and only maid, she’s been working with us for 5 years already. “Shhh... just go to Elizabeth’s room. Make sure that she doesn’t come out.” I whisper and waited for her to leave completely. My hands are shaking. I touch the doorknob. I could hear a strange noise as I listen carefully. I swallow nervously. I was surprised when I opened it and saw them both naked. A blonde young woman was on top of him...

"Your uniforms. You'll get three rotate them for laundry. Mrs. Chen is super strict about appearance, so make sure everything is always pressed and perfect." Aria unzipped the bag and pulled out the uniform. Classic maid attire black dress with white trim, modest neckline, hem that hit just below the knee. Professional. Anonymous. Exactly what she needed. She changed quickly while Lucy kept up her commentary. "So the main thing you need to know is that there are like, unofficial rules on top of the official ones. Like, never go to the third floor unless Mr. Blackwood specifically asks for you that's his private space and he's really weird about it. And don't let James catch you breaking any

Maybe they were involved. "The other maid wasn't a maid at all." My heart fell. She was your girlfriend? "She was actually a spy working for one of my competition in the industry. Her mission was to get the job as a maid in my mansion and, whenever I left documents in my office, she would send the information to the other companies so they always knew my every move. Then I met Sharon. I invited her over and she spent the night.

My fucking ass is going numb from sitting for damn hours in this car watching a god damn door. " I'm going to sleep tell me when something actually happens, " I told the guy who was with me in the car, laying down in the back seats. " The door is opening" I stood up and kept looking at the door, a girl came out of it. " who is she? " I asked him. I've never seen her before " she's the maid" What? How can she be the maid, she doesn't look like a maid, she looks like... oh fuck, get a grip on yourself, man.

Comment what you think of this line and I might horny edit it in Banks- Crawl to me Eleanor- Why not Chase me? Haha, I'm grinning. Tell me it sounds like what a Dom will punish

It was that fluttery feeling in your stomach, like the excitement you get when you’re in love, mixed with a bit of adrenaline. The meeting began with a brief discussion on statistics, new trends, growth, and other general topics. Alex smiled at me, and I couldn’t help but smile back. The moment had arrived—it was time to make the big announcement. G&G would be launching a new line in a month (a record time limit), dedicated exclusively to curvy women. And in this line, I, Ava Golf, would officially be the designer, model, and face of the campaign. Everyone voted in favor, congratulated me, and the session ended with a round of applause.

She sneaked into the kitchen when the door opened. The kitchen was so big and spacious, with different maids running here and there in their maid uniform. I have to do this work for Amelia. She didn't know how to handle this new job. She was quaking at all; the maid was running swiftly, handling multiple things with only their two hands. Except for some basic work, she knew nothing about the household job. She was used to ordering back. “Are you the new maid?” an older woman who in her 60s interrogated me.

Muse Club, a top-tier playground for the wealthy, had been rented out for the night. Sensual lights flickered, and DJ music blared deafeningly. Lucia wore a bachelorette queen's sash and stood in the center of the dance floor, dancing passionately and soaking up the cheers and adoration. "Let's toast to the future Madre!" "The Principessa is so lucky. That Underboss is the most untouchable man in this city, and you still landed him!"