Sexy House Keeper Novels & Stories

I opened the door and saw a woman in her forties or fifties. “Hi. You are—?” “I’m the housekeeper for the scheduled cleaning.” I nodded and stepped aside to let the housekeeper in. As I was sitting on the couch watching TV, suddenly, a scream came from upstairs. I rushed into the bedroom. The panicked housekeeper looked at me. Next to her feet was a broken photo frame. This was Bishop’s bedroom, so the framed photo— I guessed it was probably a photo of him and his mother when he was a child.

She felt too ambitious. Money and sex, those are the things that connect them. Other than that, it’s her stupid admiration for him. There’s nothing good that will come out of it, but how can she stop herself when they meet every day and do things that only married couples do? She’s a dirty whore. No one like Lux would take someone who pays for sex seriously. What’s worse is thinking that she would sleep with any man for money. After Heart cleaned herself and changed her underwear, she finally went out to enter the building. She hid the money in a vault. She saw it the other day, inside the medicine cabinet in the master’s bedroom.

Lily: "James, I have to tell you something. I can't keep it a secret anymore." James: "What's wrong, Lily? You're scaring me." Lily: "I know we agreed to keep our feelings hidden, but I can't do it anymore. I have feelings for you, James. Strong feelings." James: "Lily, I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't want to complicate things with Sarah." Lily: "I know, and that's why we have to keep this a secret. But I can't keep pretending that nothing has changed between us."

I could sleep for ten years straight. I’m groggy when Kelly Anne catches me in the corridor. She’s grinning, bursting to tell me some stupid news or other. It’s about a guy, not Harrison, some other stupid stud called Mason she met down at the fish and chip shop. Mason. I doubt that’s even his real name. She tells me he’s built like a bear, and fucks like one, too. The way she talks about him you’d think he was the master of the female orgasm, but she’s full of shit, I can see that now.

I stated seriously. "Really? So do you also have a man available to fuck me when I want to get laid? You have to remember that I try to have very active sex life." She stated sarcastically. "Sweetheart, if that would make you happy I'd pay any man that you would want to fuck. Then probably kill them after." I responded annoyed at her and my housekeeper suddenly dropped the tray of drinks she was holding. "I'm so sorry. I'll get another one and I'll clean this up." She said nervously.

Bryce took in the state of his house after the called and scrowled in disdain. The place was a mess. After his little sexcapede with red haired girl number one, he had expected the place to be like this and that's why he needed a housekeeper urgently. His previous one had left after being accepted into college and the oldest one he has will not be able to do everything by herself and that's why he took it into consideration to get a new one. Although, his previous housekeeper was one hot lady but he had promised not to sexualize any of his workers. He preferred the regular whores.

I replied. “You do, especially now.” Kieran countered gently. “If Nate realizes you’re here, he’ll escalate the matter.” Axel said, sliding his hands into his pocket. “I know,” I said, meeting his gaze. “He always does.” I shrugged, literally not bothered. A older woman, kind-faced, introduced herself as Mara, the housekeeper. She showed me to my room. It was large, understated, nothing like the suffocating luxury of the pack house Nate had ruled with his fists and fake smiles.

The Housekeeper! Intro:She was his live in housemaid turned mistress and fuck slave ! "Where the fuck have you been?”He asks sternly and she yelped and jumped, pressing her palm flat over her wildly thrashing heart. “Gosh You scared me half to death,” she gasped, standing frozen in the doorway. "What are you doing in my room?”Shs squeaked.

The housekeeper said, causing me to choke on my saliva. She is well aware of the fact that we do not share the same room and just a few days ago I found out that Henry pays her a hefty sum every month just to keep this secret from his family. It's not that he does not trust her, still he needed some sort of assurance that our secret will be kept safe.

I ask “No ofcos not. Shelley put your stuff away in the walk in closet and there’s shower gel and whatever else you may need in the vanity.” Shelley is Xander’s housekeeper and she’s such a gem “ I have to thank her when I see her…erm ok I’ll see you in a bit then" I carefully walk up the stairs to the first floor, not wanting to fall and embarrass myself. Xander’s door is open and I enter to find a sexy black negligee laid out on his bed. My cheeks go crimson as I quickly grab it and fist it into a ball…that must be Shelley’s doing…thank God I got up here first!