Romans & histoires Sexy House Maid

The maid was gone. "Isn't she an exquisite piece?". He asked, eyes roving lustfully over the female human. Please don't be like him...what is he planning to do?. She pondered internally. She was scared. My eyes finally left him, straying to the girl. They landed on her naked body first. She was truly an exquisite piece. She had slender delicate curves. Rounded hips and ample breasts. Her skin was a natural tan. I couldn't control the wave of lust that overtook me.

“Hello, hello, he said to me while Thelma was prompting me to answer him. I gave in after a few seconds of fear and doubt. Hi…uhm hello, I was stuttering. Whose is on the line please, he asked sharply. Oh sorry, it's Isabella. Your maid, Isabella. Thelma hit me for referring to myself as the maid. I don't know what she was expecting me to say. Would I have introduced myself to him as his girlfriend? Who wouldn't have his own girlfriend's number? Why doesn't he have my number all this while?

She paused before playfully adding, "I am a sexy maid that is multi-functioning." 'Sexy maid with multi-functions'? That reminded Alex of the ideal maid mentioned in one of the novels written by the famous author Furi, a maid that did chores in day and kept him company at night without clinging onto him. "Are you willing to do that?" he asked. She leaned over and whispered into his ear, "I will be a great friend with benefits!" He looked at her calmly and said, "Stop referring to yourself as the third Sheen girl." "Hm?"

The master bedroom had a king-sized bed, a jacuzzi tub and a balcony. Lena felt like she had entered a different world. She couldn’t believe that someone she had found imprisoned in a filthy cage in an abandoned basement could turn out to be this filthy rich. She wondered how he had made his fortune and what he did for a living. She hoped he wasn’t involved in anything illegal or dangerous, like Fox was. As they entered the house, a maid appeared from one of the rooms and bowed to Scar. “Good afternoon, sir. I’m glad you’re back.”

I doubt she's someone who would care so much about age. "By the way who is she? Do I know her?" He asked. I shook my head. "I don't think you know her. Her name is Jasmin Rose and she works in my house as a maid." Liam choked on his drink, coughing hard. "Fuck dude! Don't do me like that!" I chuckled. "What?" I asked, innocently. "I'm serious though. She's my maid." He frowned at me. "You are serious?" He asked. "Dude you can't be fucking your maid. That's going to be a huge scandal when it gets out."

Head Maid) Don't be silly child, I watched from the very first day you stepped into this house. You my child are a very hard worker, you help others, trust me was I impressed. You Lillian deserve to rest, you have overworked yourself. So, please go to bed early, Roslyn will take care of the dinner.

Adrian, unfazed by the scene, raised an eyebrow at the maid’s shocked expression. “Sorry,” the maid stammered, bowing quickly before retreating from the room. Her face was crimson with embarrassment. Selena stood frozen, unable to look at Adrian, unable to move. Her mind raced, her thoughts jumbled in a mess of confusion and humiliation. Her heart was still pounding in her chest, and her hands trembled with the aftermath of what had just happened. She couldn’t bring herself to leave, but she couldn’t stay either. The room felt suffocating, the air thick with sexual tension, and she knew she couldn’t face Adrian right now.

she said instead, being careful to sound indifferent. The woman looked up at her, narrowing her eyes a bit, but she didn't push. "There's an opening now. Large estate. Good pay. You'll be living on the grounds. No going in and out without permission." That's okay," Maya replied without pausing. The woman weakly smiled, as if she'd expected more questions. "It's in Posillipo," she continued, tapping the pen on the desk. "Do you know the name Lucien Moretti?"

"I don't play the odds. I play for the person who pulled the locket out of the fire." Caleb pulled her into a kiss that tasted of salt, blood, and a $100 Billion victory. The "Contract" was dead. The "Secret" was out. And the "Maid" had finally become the Master of the Game.

“You are kind, responsible, patient and very good at kids. Besides, it’s a live-in position, you’ll get a room. It even says that if you serve as a maid, they will pay double. That way, you can earn some money, and have a roof over your head. This will do until you get back on your feet. She thought about Ruth’s suggestion for a while, before agreeing with her. “Send me the details” Minutes later, a message popped up on Olivia's phone. ‘The person hiring is Christian Mason. Why does this name sound so familiar though?’, she thought to herself as she quickly applied for the job. A reply came in about thirty minutes later, asking her to come to the Mason house for an interview. “Hey, Ruth. I’v