Novel & Cerita Housemaid Stories

But the truth was… even in her dreams, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to see the answer. Meanwhile, inside the Vellamonte Mansion… “This is impossible!” Mrs. Vellama’s voice exploded, followed by the shattering of a crystal vase hitting the marble floor. She was furious. Her pale face was dark with rage, every word slicing through the air like heated knives. “What kind of humiliation is this?! Dark—MY son—marrying a… MAID?! Is he out of his mind?!” A trembling housemaid nearly yelped when Mrs. Vellama threw papers at her.

I immediately started to pack my bags so I won’t forget anything I would need in the house,since I would be living there,I need to take most of my necessities with me,and not forget things that are so important to me. But something took me aback,few years ago I heard my employer lost his wife and he laid off all his domestic worker,why is he looking for a maid all of a sudden and who’s the pay that much,the thought kept coming into my head but I had to just let them go so u can prepare properly,maybe when I get there I’ll have all answers to my questions,I then go about my day. _____________________ On Monday in Marcus Mansion

Irene raised Meredith alone while working full-time in a low-level office job, but she struggled to make ends meet. So, she had no choice but to rent out her second bedroom to get by every month. I felt like I'd struck gold as soon as I moved into this house. Irene remained shapely and attractive for her age, and Meredith was just as curvy—if not more so—than her mother. On top of that, Meredith was also a college dropout and stayed home most of the day, wandering around the house in her very cropped tops and very short shorts. She reminded me of the young women in adult films—innocent-looking despite her voluptuous chest, which seemed ready to burst from her clothes.

I said. "Have you ever watched one?" He asked, and I fell silent. "Back at Lorrie's house. They had something called the maid quarters, although I had my personal room. In the maid quarters, there was a little TV that the maids all loved. "Whenever I went down there to help someone with one thing or the other, I'd always hear the sounds of the TV playing a movie. Most of the time, those movies were romantic ones, but a few times, they were horror, and it was mostly a haunted mansion as the focus. Also, I always heard the maids talking about it too." I explained and he nodded slowly.

, she said amidst laughter. She heard one of the maids gossiping and telling other maids about the chief maid and the master's wife rushing Blue to the hospital but she guessed the chief maid must have told her not to say a word about the master's wife being rushed to the hospital. The fact they are not back yet only means that it was Clarisse who was rushed to the hospital, and it means one thing: her plan worked. " I pray she never returns," she said and giggled, " now, time to make my life a fairy tale like those in the novels, The Billionaire's Maid Romance," she suggested the title and laughed happily. The title was so pleasant to her ears that she started blushing hard.

" You remember a week ago when we were cleaning Madame’s room and we had her telling her husband that they should always support their daughter and be nice to her? She also told her husband that although their daughter had yet to find her mate, it wasn’t the end of the world because she had a great feeling that she would find him soon. A male worker whistled back, joining the rest beside the door. "Well, then she may have gotten herself a mate." Mph! "I wonder who that guy is; if I had any idea who he was, I could have asked him to run for his life before the demon in her resurrects." The head maid responded and then turned to call the others. "Join us!" She whistled, and in such a short sec

I’ve been told since I was sixteen. Two weeks ago my boyfriend of three years fucked my roommate on our couch and then told me, while she was still wiping his cum off her stomach, that no real man would ever choose a fat girl when he could have someone who didn’t jiggle. He packed his shit and left. I packed mine the next morning and took the live-in housekeeper job at the Hale estate because I had nowhere else to go and the money was disgusting.

said one of them and as soon as finished speaking, the four of them began their task, two of them approaching her. She staggered back and sat on the headboard warily, "Wait, what the hell is going on? What are you going to do?" She blurted, stopping them from reaching her. But the maids were like robots "We'll start washing you up Mistress" they held her even though she was protesting. "What? No! I can wash myself! I don't need someone to do that!" They dragged her to the washroom and locked the door, without a warning they stripped her off her pajamas, she gasped and stared at them. "What the hell? Where is my husband? Call him now!" She screamed, but the robots continued their work, bathin

"At least make it believable. This maid has been mooching off our family for months, and now she's broken into my estate." Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Your estate? And who's your mother?" "My mother is Alice Hayes!" Lucas paused — then gave her a thin, contemptuous smile. "Alice?" "Isn't that the boss's housekeeper?"

We all have a lot of work here and almost all of us here are really busy but the funny thing is that even though we are doing something, we are not missing the story with so much laughter. We talked so much and I learned so much about them and their lives. It is just like they have been working here at Del Mundo's mansion for five years now and I found out too that they are all thirty-plus housemaids here in this house. They are just six here for now because most of their colleagues just went home in the meantime to their own houses for day-offs that is why they are not here right now. I also found out that since their first week of work here, every Sunday afternoon, they are really given ti