The Maid (Both
Sides of the Story)
Cassandra Zara
Published by
Cassandra Zara on Amazon.com
Copyright 2012
Cassandra Zara
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out my other stories at Amazon.com!
License Notes
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licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be
resold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this
ebook with another person, please purchase an additional copy for
each recipient. Thank you!
The Maid (Both
Sides of the Story)
His story:
Caleb was rich. He
looked at his bonus check of $1,000 and thought of all the things he
could do with it. He wanted to do something extravagant, something
only rich people could do. Unfortunately he couldn’t blow the
whole check on one thing- his car needed a new windshield, he needed
a new suit, his gym shoes were falling apart, and the coffee pot was
broken. So, something luxurious without being his entire check. He
remembered his buddy telling him about a company that will send over
a cute girl to clean a house. They would send a “customized”
cleaner- his buddy said he had gotten his house cleaned by a
“cheerleader”. He said it was the most he had ever
enjoyed cleaning. Caleb hunted around for the number, then called
them up. As the phone rang he tried to decide what he would like. A
sultry voice interrupted his thought process and asked him what kind
of girl he desired. His mind blanked and he stammered out that he
would like a cute brunette with an accent- something foreign. She
waited for a moment for him to say more, but when he didn’t,
she said that they had the perfect girl for him. It would be $90 for
an hour of cleaning, which he thought was a bit much, but his
apartment needed it and, eh, spend it like you got it. This was his
splurge after all.
The next day when
he answered the door, there was a young pale-skinned girl in a French
maid outfit. He wasn’t sure who would show up after only asking
for an accent, but he was definitely enjoying what was on his
doorstep . She was showing off her sexy legs and carrying a feather
duster and her purse, and looked a little nervous
"Hi! Are you
the cleaner?" he asked. She looked at him, looking a little
confused.
"My name is
Sophie. I clean house." She had a thick French accent, just like
in the movies.
"Oh, do you
speak English?"
She shook her head,
then said, "No, I clean house."
Caleb didn't know
much French so he said one of the phrases he did know, "Bonjour!
Je m'appelle Caleb."
She practically
beamed and said, "Cay-lob, I clean house?"
He motioned her in
and she smiled as she entered. She was gorgeous, about 5'5",
medium frame, long brown hair, C-sized tits, and the bottom of her
ass was just hanging out of her little maid outfit. She looked
around, and immediately began humming and dusting things. He
pretended to watch TV, but as he plopped down on the couch he became
fixated on her. He felt bad watching her, but this was what he was
paying for, so he was going to enjoy it. Every time she got up on her
tip toes and every time she bent over to pick up a piece of clothing,
he would get a glimpse of her black lacy panties and that fantastic
ass of hers. He was suddenly sad he had picked up a little before she
arrived- he hadn’t wanted a pretty girl seeing his house a
complete wreck. A couple of times she looked back and saw him
watching her, and she would blush and go back to humming and
cleaning. She had dusted everything and was reaching really high to
get to the ceiling fan, so he got out a step ladder for her and set
it up for her.
“Merci,"
she chirped, and stepped up the step ladder. Caleb was at eye level
with her ass, and it looked like the best ass he had ever seen. There
was just a hint of her creamy skin peeking out from under black lacy
underwear, and the skirt hid just enough to make him want more. It
took a conscious effort not to reach up and steal a look under the
skirt, so instead he grabbed a wet cloth and handed it up. He was
rewarded with another smile
Sides of the Story)
Cassandra Zara
Published by
Cassandra Zara on Amazon.com
Copyright 2012
Cassandra Zara
Check
out my other stories at Amazon.com!
License Notes
This ebook is
licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be
resold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this
ebook with another person, please purchase an additional copy for
each recipient. Thank you!
The Maid (Both
Sides of the Story)
His story:
Caleb was rich. He
looked at his bonus check of $1,000 and thought of all the things he
could do with it. He wanted to do something extravagant, something
only rich people could do. Unfortunately he couldn’t blow the
whole check on one thing- his car needed a new windshield, he needed
a new suit, his gym shoes were falling apart, and the coffee pot was
broken. So, something luxurious without being his entire check. He
remembered his buddy telling him about a company that will send over
a cute girl to clean a house. They would send a “customized”
cleaner- his buddy said he had gotten his house cleaned by a
“cheerleader”. He said it was the most he had ever
enjoyed cleaning. Caleb hunted around for the number, then called
them up. As the phone rang he tried to decide what he would like. A
sultry voice interrupted his thought process and asked him what kind
of girl he desired. His mind blanked and he stammered out that he
would like a cute brunette with an accent- something foreign. She
waited for a moment for him to say more, but when he didn’t,
she said that they had the perfect girl for him. It would be $90 for
an hour of cleaning, which he thought was a bit much, but his
apartment needed it and, eh, spend it like you got it. This was his
splurge after all.
The next day when
he answered the door, there was a young pale-skinned girl in a French
maid outfit. He wasn’t sure who would show up after only asking
for an accent, but he was definitely enjoying what was on his
doorstep . She was showing off her sexy legs and carrying a feather
duster and her purse, and looked a little nervous
"Hi! Are you
the cleaner?" he asked. She looked at him, looking a little
confused.
"My name is
Sophie. I clean house." She had a thick French accent, just like
in the movies.
"Oh, do you
speak English?"
She shook her head,
then said, "No, I clean house."
Caleb didn't know
much French so he said one of the phrases he did know, "Bonjour!
Je m'appelle Caleb."
She practically
beamed and said, "Cay-lob, I clean house?"
He motioned her in
and she smiled as she entered. She was gorgeous, about 5'5",
medium frame, long brown hair, C-sized tits, and the bottom of her
ass was just hanging out of her little maid outfit. She looked
around, and immediately began humming and dusting things. He
pretended to watch TV, but as he plopped down on the couch he became
fixated on her. He felt bad watching her, but this was what he was
paying for, so he was going to enjoy it. Every time she got up on her
tip toes and every time she bent over to pick up a piece of clothing,
he would get a glimpse of her black lacy panties and that fantastic
ass of hers. He was suddenly sad he had picked up a little before she
arrived- he hadn’t wanted a pretty girl seeing his house a
complete wreck. A couple of times she looked back and saw him
watching her, and she would blush and go back to humming and
cleaning. She had dusted everything and was reaching really high to
get to the ceiling fan, so he got out a step ladder for her and set
it up for her.
“Merci,"
she chirped, and stepped up the step ladder. Caleb was at eye level
with her ass, and it looked like the best ass he had ever seen. There
was just a hint of her creamy skin peeking out from under black lacy
underwear, and the skirt hid just enough to make him want more. It
took a conscious effort not to reach up and steal a look under the
skirt, so instead he grabbed a wet cloth and handed it up. He was
rewarded with another smile
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