SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID by KIARI HORSFALL

The Sexy Housekeeper

Hera got in after gaining clearance from the men at the security.

She noticed the way they were staring at her but she was oblivious to why they were looking at her in that manner.

One had even gone further to tell her that she was a very beautiful woman but she took it as a compliment.

Hera thanked him gratefully. She had no idea that he was lusting after her looks.

The girl had curves that would kill and an innocent face that would make a man sin. Despite the fact that she was clad in the most decent of all dresses that they had ever seen, it still didn't do justice to the curves that were hidden underneath. Her face radiates innocence and her eyes had a pure glow in them when she batted her lashes. Her lips were oval-shaped and her fair skin accentuated her blonde hair that was tied up in a neat bun.

Hera walked up to the porch that separated the main house from the servants quarters. The security men had directed her towards this area.

She knocked on the door and an older lady stepped out with an apron tied to her body.

"Hello" the lady greeted with a placating smile "How can I help you?" She asked scanning Hera from head to toe wondering what she was doing here.

"My name is Hera Whitson and I'm the new housekeeper that was assigned here" she explained before showing her papers to the older lady.

Mariam, took the papers from her hand and stared at it a little longer.

"Ah... you're the one sent to replace Karla!" She proclaimed. "You're welcome. Come inside and I'll show you to your room" she stepped aside allowing Hera to enter. "Thank you" Hera chimed before walking inside after the woman.

"Bryce has gone for work" Mariam explained "But you'll meet him later. I'll show you around the house so that you'd get used to your work area."

Hera smiled at the woman's kindness.

She wasn't expecting her to be this nice. It was great having someone here to look after her.

The hours that followed were spent with Mariam showing Hera around the house.

If it wasn't for Mariam's help, she would've been lost by now. The house was so big that it scared her to death. How is it possible that only the owner lives here all alone?

"What about his wife and children?" Hera had asked at one point during their tour but Mariam's face fell immediately. Hera was confused as to her sudden reaction but still looked at her expectantly.

Wants absolutely nothing

man but for some reason, he

Back home, we are taught that children are God's gift to mankind. They're the product of the love that a husband and wife share." Mariam looked at Hera as she spoke. She was quite fascinated on how she viewed the world. It was obvious that she's

age, she was quite intelligent and pretty

asked when their tour of the house was over. She noticed how Hera flushed

convent back at home. My sister and I were orphans that was picked up by the sisters and we were raised there as well" Her eyes lit

reminded her of

I finished high school over there and so I wanted to go to college and for that to happen,

to dream Hera and I glad that

You're very nice." She commended

start preparations for dinner." Mariam suggested leading

many servants are in this

thought "More than ten I can assure you but we handle the kitchen work. The rest do other jobs around the house. Bryce has trust issues so he doesn't usually accommodate too many people." "Oh" Hera uttered in surprise before

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working on some files in the office. He needed to finish a pending project and get some workload off his chest as well. This project meant bigger opportunities for him and he can't

made her way inside his office. He had been so busy that he didn't realize that

he was in hell. That voice was capable of doing strange things to him and so he

suddenly became low

thought that

table and lifted herself to sit on his

was glad in a short red dress and silver heels. Her lips were painted with red lipstick and her hair was a bit damp. Almost

off any look so he wasn't surprised.

me?" She inched her face closer to

any woman In Los Angeles" he confessed with

ears while his hands

the way you like it" she responds to the question lingering on his mind as he looked down

one who gets me Nella. Thanks for coming back" he whispers before crashing his lips

his hands comes in contact with her clit from under her

a way of igniting the flames

clit to his fingers for more assault. She had missed this. She had missed him. All through her flight, she only had one thought in mind. Making

"Fuck!" She choked out a cry. Her hands on the table were trembling as she tried to steady herself. This is more than she bargained for.

You're intoxicating there as