Husband Maid Novels & Stories

"This is a book that I have recap about Mr. Kusuma and Miss Amelia's schedules, It also explains here what they like and what to avoid. It's complete. There's also my telephone number where you can be contacted if you have to. Do you have any questions ma’am?" She put a thick book on my lap. Rich people, looking for maid like this. No wonder they can't get employees for months. Just being trained is scary. "Miss Anita, I want to ask you something, where is Mr. Kusuma's wife? Is she busy too?" I asked her surprised, because all the job desc seemed to be a wife's job, not a maid's job. Moreover, there is also Bik Inah there.

Maria reminisced about the way John sounded when he reached climax. Quietly, she withdrew from the door and retreated to her room. There, she indulged in pleasuring herself before drifting off to sleep. This wasn't the first time Maria had worked as a maid for a newly married couple. In fact, in her previous agency, she was often assigned to such household. Whenever the wife became pregnant, Maria would quit, citing reasons such as being untrained for childcare duties.

She may not have spoken the words out loud but her face said something about the others being fake. Mae Darkthorn. Silas Darkthorn's first wife. People referred to her as Madam Chief. She had a huge disgust for maids because her maids coveted her husband and he made them his wives right under her nose. News had it that Silas Darkthorn indeed respected and valued her more than the other wives and never clipped her wings. Mae never appeared in magazines or newspapers. You won't see her. Not one single picture of her. Because she made it so. The truth was that she was not just married to a powerful husband but her family was equally powerful.

The unexpected proposition left everyone, especially Hiya, in a state of astonishment. Quick to clarify the situation, Hiya's sister-in-law interjected, unveiling the familial connection. "It's good that you liked Hiya, but she is not our maid. She's my husband's little sister and my sister-in-law." A forced smile accompanied this revelation, betraying a hint of concern – the fear of losing the reliable presence that attended to household chores.

i asked my gaze focused on her. Martha chuckled “You just said so yourself that she is slacking off in her duty, she is a maid and she needs to do what she is getting paid for” Martha spat without hesitation. My expression suddenly changed , Martha’s word calling another lady a maid angers me. “She is not a maid” I said with a fake smile on my face. “Then what is she? Martha asked but she wouldn’t let me reply her instead she spoke up again “A maid, you don’t have to give a maid a lavish and gentle name, she is a maid nothing else”.

The chief-of-maids would be parading the whole place, looking for those lazy maids who wouldn’t leave the comfort of their mattress. Ada smiled as the memory of that faithful day—when she had fallen for the morning temptation—dawn on her. She had been dreaming of Ikedi that night, how they were married and blessed with three kids. The dream had been so real that she hadn’t heard the first cock crow. Well, she was unable to see the happily ever after, as the surreal fantasy ended, when the chief of maids had woken her with a calabash of cold water. What a terrible but lovely memory?

the maid replied and rushed to her. “What is your name? she asked the maid. “My name is Mara" the maid replied. “From today, you will be my personal maid," Nelly said to her. “Okay madam" the maid replied. “Can you just stop addressing me as madam, it makes me feel old which am not, you are probably older than me, just call me Nelly" “Okay Madam, I mean Nelly" the maid corrected herself. “Show me to my husband's room," Nelly said to the maid and the maid nodded.

She took a deep breathe, letting the hard truth sink. A short young woman in maid's uniform waited at the door with a big smile. As soon as the woman saw her master her smile faltered and she bowed in submission. Tara's husband without giving the maid another look swiftly moved around in the mansion vanishing in one of the rooms in hall. Tara couldn't feel more grateful for his ignorance.

He trusted the maid so much, and he must have paid a huge amount of money to get her from the agency he had talked about earlier. The maid continued to beg Aiden and was getting too close to him. She stood up and grabbed his shirt, still pleading and pressing her boobs hard against his chest. She was shedding crocodile tears, as she pleaded with him, with tear-filled eyes. I felt my anger rise. I could feel a lump in my chest, and my heart became sour. Everyone stared on in anticipation to see what my reaction would be. It was obvious that the maid was trying to seduce Aiden into letting her stay. I was furious. How dare she try to use her body to seduce my husband?