Maid Uniform Novels & Stories

The jacket around my shoulders was the only thing keeping me from feeling completely lost. The maid looked at me for a moment. Her eyes were surprisingly kind. She disappeared into a side closet and came back holding two sets of knitted nightwears. One was a soft light blue. The other was a deep maroon. They looked cozy and warm. Nothing ugly about them at all. I picked the light blue one. It felt nice and soft in my hands. The maid gave me a small, secret smile. “Follow me, miss.”

They stopped the hug hearing the door open. “Sybil are you in here?” They looked over and saw Omniel standing there. She was wearing her black Xa-crit. It was a bit different than the adults. Hers more like a dress, the adult females would be wearing a wrap around their chest that tied in the back and was strapless. Then a kind of skirt with the sheer fabric, it wrapped around their hips tying on the side with a thin strap of fabric. The skirt for the adults came to their knees and had a lot of tendrils. It showed their bodies very well. The men would wear very loose pants, the material was designed to rip or come off easily when they shifted for the run.

She whispered in a very low voice, twirling and playing with the white string attached to Sarah's uniform. Eva instantly picked up now that it had been clearly altered. It was obvious that Sarah's uniform looked similar to the uniform worn by the other high ranking maids in the mansion. However, taking a closer look at Sarah's uniform, it can easily be undone with just a single tug. Sarah had really taken her time to plan for herself, she wanted her dress to be fragile and feeble, so that she can give access to Damien at any moment.

She pulled me toward her by grabbing both of my shoulders. I gave her a short nod and gave her a close look, "Remember what mom said, okay?" "When you're older, I want you to do whatever you want and take any job you want; as long as it makes you happy, that's good with me. But there's one thing: even if you're extremely strapped for cash, don't work as a maid, do you understand? Especially if your boss is a man." "Why? Eh, aren't you currently working as a maid? Honorable—"

Watching through Rayna's eyes I was completely awed by the show. Rayna was totally unmoved she handled everything like a pro. My siren beast is a crazy bitch warrior. Our clothes changed to some ancient like female warrior attire. The best way to describe it is skin tight leggings made if animal skin, but it was a full body armor, with something like bikini panties and a halfway top. Almost like a crop top. It had sharp looking edged sleeves. There was something on my forearms, it thick and padded. But not heavy. I didn't know the bracelet was almost like a fighting suit.

one of the maids began, her voice soft yet clear, "Mother requests your presence at the dining hall." Mother? Esteria thought, a flicker of curiosity and unease passing through her. She nodded and allowed the maids to assist her into the garments they had brought—a flowing dress of deep crimson, its fabric soft against her skin and intricate patterns of silver thread woven into the hems. It was beautiful, yet somehow it felt like armor, a layer of protection against the unknown challenges that lay ahead.

She thought furrowing her brow as she thumbed through the effects of the walk-in wardrobe. “Lady Vastria,” a voice startles Vastria making her jump and turn towards the opening of the wardrobe. At the doors stood a maid. Her hair cut short just below her ears. Her hair was a frosted plaid blue. It was an odd color on a person. She clearly wore a maid’s uniform which the skirt was frilly like those Lolita outfits.

Kamari “Hey Kamari! Ooh, you look hot! Snazzy jacket!” Naya exclaimed as I got into the jeep. “Hey girl, Thanks! Love the uniform!” I always loved the dance squad uniforms, but I must admit, the uniforms at Sequim College were like nothing I’d ever seen before. Our mascot was the warriors, so the uniform looked like it could have been armor but still showed enough skin to make it sexy. The pleated skirt was high-waisted and made of dark brown leather straps showing the top part of the stomach while the bottom hung mid-thigh with a slit on the side that showed the black shorts underneath. The shirt v’d at the bottom, coming close to the skirt with a corset bodice. The top cut across the chest

I say switching off the phone because I know my mother may be tempted to call me back. After dropping the call the next move was what to wear. I looked inside Mrs Maria's closet and took one of her leggings. I didn't need to dress too much. I just took her hoodie. I wore the leggings and rolled them up to my thighs so that my maid uniform would cover it.

Just as Maddy was about to thank him, Charlie laughed and said, "Miss Maddy, please show a little respect to my girlfriend! Don't forget, the one cooking in this house is me!" After that, he pointed to the precious mushroom soup, as if jokingly saying, "Drink it, it's not drugged!" Maddy blushed, and from that point on, she never brought out the grey robe for Charlie's girlfriend to wear. "Or, you can pick any of mine?" Maddy saw Bianca still in a daze and opened the door to the dressing room. In the dressing room, three entire wardrobes were filled with work uniforms, categorized by style: cheongsam, Thai, Japanese, Korean, English, French, Italian, and so on.