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Mandie Gets A New Maid
by Mandief29 (mandief29@hotmail.com)

***

A wealthy executive is frustrated with her job and her 
bland sex life. She finds a homeless girl one night who 
she thinks might be able to serve her needs. (Ff, exh, 
oral, anal, ws)

***

Mandie had recently been made a partner at a very 
prestigious law firm, and yet she still wasn't very 
happy. It's just that work was very stressful because 
most people there didn't really respect her because 
they believed she slept her way to her position.

And they were right. It's not that she wasn't 
qualified, skilled, and intelligent enough to have made 
partner eventually, but she wasn't the patient type. 
Being the voluptuous and beautiful brunette that she 
was, it didn't take her long to seduce the managing 
partner and convince him to make her a partner. It was 
nice at first, but once he died she didn't have anyone 
really backing her anymore, so she basically became a 
figurehead at the office. She made the big money, had 
the nice office, but people generally just worked 
around her rather than for her.
 
Fortunately the old man had made her the sole 
beneficiary in his will, so once she left the office 
every day she had a beautiful mansion to relax in. But 
she was a woman who still needed someone to respect her 
in order to be satisfied, so these days she was pretty 
frustrated even when she got home.

Finally one day she decided she would take some time 
off to get a break from all the whispers behind her 
back at the office. She stayed late that night to get 
ahead on the work she would be missing for the next few 
days. By the time she was done, it was very late at 
night and she was the only one left at the office. She 
left the cleaning crew to close up and slid into the 
Aston Martin she bought with part of the old man's 
money. She loved driving this car because the feel of 
the leather on her skin as she sped through the back 
streets always made her feel sexy no matter how bad the 
day was.

But the weather this night was terrible. Many of the 
streetlights on her way through a bad neighborhood were 
burnt out, and the rain suddenly began to come down in 
sheets. She could barely see to drive, so she pulled 
into a darkened parking lot for a fast food restaurant 
and decided to wait it out.

Looking around she couldn't see much, and the rain 
didn't look like it would ease up any time soon, so she 
reclined her seat and looked out at the rain. Lightly 
running a finger along her thigh (she tended to wear 
the shortest skirts she could at the office without 
looking totally like a prostitute), she started to 
think about the last time she had sex. The old man 
really wasn't as interested in sex as he was having a 
trophy mistress to show off at his parties, so she 
really didn't have to worry about touching him too 
much, but she did have her needs. She would often 
choose one of the few attractive female interns they 
would get at the firm and use them until she got bored 
of them. The thought of the last one still could 
instantly make her wet.

Mandie had just started to inch her finger closer to 
her panties when she noticed a shadow out by the 
building. She sat up with a start and moved to shift 
into drive in case someone tried to attack her. But as 
one of the lights near the drive though flickered on, 
she saw that it was just a girl trying to hide from the 
rain.

Even though she had no problem manipulating people to 
get her way, Mandie still had a heart. She realized 
that girl was getting soaked by the rain and would get 
sick if she just stayed out there. After thinking for a 
moment, Mandie rolled down her window and shouted at 
the girl. "Hey!" Mandie also tried to waive the girl 
over, not sure if she could be heard in the rain, "Do 
you need a ride?"

Cautiously, the girl walked over, uselessly covering 
her head with a backpack. Mandie could see that she was 
young, maybe 15, but definitely no older than 18. "Do 
you need a ride somewhere?" Mandie asked again. "Sure, 
thanks!" the girl said, quickly running to the other 
side of the car and sliding in a quickly as she could.

As she rolled her window back up, she looked over the 
stranger she just invited into her car. Her jeans and t 
shirt were soaked through, clinging to her skin. She 
was otherwise well-groomed and healthy. If she was 
homeless, it could have only been for a few days. The 
girl was very cute too, an athletic build, short red 
hair, and boobs that could have been no more than a B 
cup. Mandie was silent for a minute, allowing this girl 
to get settled as best as she could.

"What's your name?" she finally asked, "mine is 
Mandie". The girl looked at her, and wiped some water 
from her face. "I'm Erin" she said with an awkward 
smile.

Mandie smiled at her as warmly as she could. "Do you 
live around here, Erin? I can give you a ride home if 
you are nearby" she said.

"Not really," Erin responded "I ran away a couple of 
days ago and I don't really have a place right now. 
I've been kinda camping out in those woods behind this 
place, but when the rain started I tried to hide under 
the roof of the drive thru."

"Well I suppose you can stay at my place for the night 
once this rain lets up a little. At least you'll be 
able to dry off," Mandie offered as she watched this 
girl's body move in her wet clothing, "But why did you 
run away?"

"Well, I guess it sounds kind of lame, but I really 
hate school and I fail most of my classes no matter how 
much I study. I wanted to drop out, but when I 
mentioned it, my dad yelled at me and grounded me. So I 
left."

"I'm sure your parents miss you, why don't you go 
home?" Mandie asked, starting to become very interested 
in Erin.

"They don't care. I snuck back in last night to get 
some stuff, and I overheard my parents telling each 
other how relieved they were when I left, that I was 
always disappointing them."

Mandie, having been spoiled by her parents, was 
shocked. "I'm sorry, you must be really upset!"

Erin just smiled again and said "Not really, I didn't 
like them much either, so I guess it worked out..." 
Erin kept trying to keep from dripping too much water 
on the seats, "... or at least it will work out when I 
find a real place to stay."

The rain started to ease up enough to drive, so Mandie 
started the car and headed toward her mansion. "Well 
what skills do you have? Can you cook or clean? Your 
first step will have to be getting a job".

"I don't really cook much, but I guess I could clean," 
Erin said as she looked out the window, "I don't know 
where I would start applying for anything, so I'm 
almost starting to think about turning tricks to get 
some food money".

"Well that won't do!" Mandie responded, starting to get 
a wicked idea. "You could get diseases and ruin your 
life by selling yourself like that! I tell you what, my 
live-in maid just quit. I can let you have her job if 
you want. You'll have a roof over your head and food to 
eat, but you'll have to do all my cleaning, 
cooking,..." Mandie looked at Erin out of the corner of 
her eye and lightly touched Erin's knee, "...anything 
else I ask of you."

Erin's eyes grew wide at this lady's boldness, but she 
didn't freak out. She had already started thinking 
about trying to get some money out of this rich lady in 
exchange for some kind of sexual favor, but this lady 
beat her to the punch and even offered her permanent 
work! She wasn't sure how hookers usually handled their 
business, but she was sure that most hookers didn't get 
offers like this. 

She didn't say anything for a few minutes, but when 
they pulled into Mandie's driveway she knew that things 
were starting to turn in her favor. The "house" was 
more like some kind of cross between an office building 
and a palace. It was huge! "I... it sounds like a good 
offer," Erin stammered, as she touched Mandie's hand to 
let her know she understood exactly what she meant, 
"but I'm not much of a cook, like I said, and I don't 
know how I could clean a place this big by myself!"

Mandie chuckled as she pulled into the parking garage, 
which housed the old man's car collection. She couldn't 
believe that this lousy week was going to turn out as 
great as it looked so far! She parked between the 
Ferrari and the Maserati, and turned to look at Erin.

She moved her face closer to Erin's. "Well... you can 
learn how to cook, and if you can't I can send you to 
cooking school. I have a cleaning staff that takes care 
of most of the place, so you would only have to clean 
up after me. But the offer only stands if you're good 
at the... 'other... stuff'". Mandie breathed the last 
word into Erin's mouth as they locked into an intense 
kiss, Mandie running her fingers through Erin's hair.

As they broke the kiss, Erin's face flushed and she 
said, "Well I like what I hear so far, when do I 
interview?" she giggled.


Mandie laughed, something she hadn't done in a long 
time, and slid out of the car. As Erin got out as well, 
she looked back at the soaked upholstery. "I'm sorry 
about the leather, Mandie". "Don't worry about it," 
Mandie said "either the garage attendant will get it 
cleaned up, or I'll buy another car." She chuckled as 
she walked around to Erin's side of the car.

"Well your interview starts now," Mandie said, her tone 
becoming firm. "I want you to strip right now!" Erin 
was finally shocked. She wasn't a virgin, but that's 
only because her now ex-boyfriend talked her into going 
all the way on the night before she ran away from home. 
She had a girlfriend that she fooled around with once, 
but she was still very inexperienced. Clearly they were 
on Mandie's private property, and there didn't appear 
to be anyone in this massive parking garage, but it was 
still an open place, and Erin felt exposed. Yet somehow 
she felt like she should be at ease with Mandie. "Right 
here, right now? Are you sure?" Erin stammered.

"If you're not willing to do everything I say, then I 
don't want to hire you. You may stay the night and get 
some fresh clothes, but you'll have to leave in the 
morning." Mandie said shortly, and then turned and 
headed toward the garage elevator.

Erin was stunned at the strangeness of this situation, 
but she felt like this was something she wanted to do. 
"W-wait, Mandie," she said. Mandie stopped and turned 
back to face Erin without a word. Erin stared at her 
for just a moment, before making her decision. Slowly, 
she peeled her t shirt off and dropped it on the floor. 
Mandie smiled to herself, watching Erin's breasts spill 
free as her bra came off next. They glistened with 
moisture from the rain. Erin continued to take off her 
shoes, and then peel off her jeans and panties. She 
stood there, bare to Mandie and anyone else who might 
be in the garage, but she wasn't uncomfortable for some 
reason.

Mandie silently spun her finger, indicating that Erin 
should turn around. Erin complied, slowly turning so 
that Mandie could view her body.

"Very nice, Erin" Mandie smiled. Then she pointed to 
Erin's bush. "However, you will have to keep that 
completely shaved unless I say otherwise." Erin finally 
smiled, "Ok, Mandie!". "Call me Miss Mandie," Mandie 
responded, "and hand me those clothes." Erin picked up 
her backpack and slung it over her shoulder before 
handing her clothes to Mandie".

Mandie took the clothes and turned and walked toward 
the elevator, beckoning for Erin to follow. As they 
walked, Mandie dropped Erin's clothes in a large trash 
can. "You won't need those as long as you work for me. 
The only clothes you will wear are those that I provide 
to you. In fact for the time being, the only item you 
may wear is an apron that I will provide to you. 

"Yes, Miss Mandie," Erin said, getting excited in spite 
of her unusual situation. With a chime, the elevator 
doors open and they stepped inside. Mandie pressed the 
button for the ground floor and the elevator began to 
move. Just before the elevator arrived at the requested 
floor, Mandie pressed the stop button, and the elevator 
halted.

"Now it is time for the second part of your interview, 
which itself has two parts. First, I want you to 
masturbate." Mandie said matter-of-factly, as though 
she had just asked Erin to take a written test. Erin, 
knowing that something like this would be coming, had 
prepared herself. She leaned back against the elevator 
wall and closed her eyes, running her hands lightly 
over her body. She cupped her breasts, squeezing them 
together as she began to roll her nipples between her 
fingers.  

Mandie began to touch her own breasts over her blouse, 
but remained focused on Erin. As Erin continued to 
fondle her breasts with her left hand, her right hand 
began to drift down over her belly to her pussy. She 
stroked her lower lips lightly at first, but with 
increasing pressure, grazing the side of her clit with 
each motion. As she grew more excited, she sucked her 
lower lip and her fingers began to glisten with 
moisture from her pussy. She cupped her pussy and 
squeezed before lightly tugging on her lips. Erin began 
twisting her nipples more fervently as she finally 
slipped a finger into herself, wiggling it as it 
entered, tickling her clit from behind. She began 
moaning loudly and started to rapidly rub her clit.

Still playing with her own tits, Mandie suddenly said 
"Ok, that's enough, you can stop". Reluctantly, Erin 
opened, her eyes, stood up, and let her hands fall, the 
fingers on her right hand still shining. Still using a 
businesslike tone, Mandie issued another command. "For 
the second part, I want you to remove my skirt and 
panties, and eat my pussy." Erin couldn't help but 
smile as Mandie talked this way as though they were in 
a corporate meeting, but all she said was "Yes, Miss 
Mandie". She kneeled in front of Mandie and thought 
back to the lesbian pornos she'd seen and the time she 
fooled around with her friend to figure out what to do.

She ran her hands up Mandie's leg starting from her 
ankles and then working her way up, under her skirt to 
squeeze Mandie's ass. Mandie smiled as she felt the 
sticky trail on her left leg from Erin's fingers. Erin 
hooked her fingers under the sides of Mandie's thong 
and pulled it down slowly, allowing Mandie to step out 
of her panties. With her right hand, Erin began to 
caress Mandie's thigh and pussy, while her left hand 
reached around to pull down the zipper on Mandie's 
skirt. She allowed Mandie's skirt to fall to the floor. 
As Mandie stepped out of the skirt, she bent her knees 
and spread her legs for Erin. 

Awkwardly at first, Erin stuck out her tongue and 
pressed it to Mandie's pussy. But as she tasted it and 
sucked Mandie's labia into her mouth, she had the 
feeling that this was the most natural thing that she 
had ever done. As she squeezed Mandie's ass, she sucked 
and nibbled on Mandie's shaven lower lips. As Mandie's 
excitement grew, Erin began tasting her juices. As she 
began to suck on Mandie's clit, she made slurping 
sounds. She giggled happily for a moment, and then 
returned to her work. She slid first one, then two 
fingers into Mandie's box. Mandie's breathing quickened 
as she felt herself being massaged from the inside.

No matter how hard she tried to keep her composure, 
Erin's touch was too much. Mandie came hard with a loud 
moan, and Erin's face was splashed with Mandie's 
wetness. She licked Mandie clean and as dry as possible 
before standing. By that point, Mandie had regained her 
composure, even though her cheeks were still flushed. 
She pressed the button to allow the elevator to 
continue, and the doors soon opened.

"Follow me," Mandie said as she led Erin out. Erin 
paused to pick up Mandie's skirt and panties before 
following. The pair walked about 100 feet under a 
covered walkway before arriving at the door to the 
mansion. 

Mandie opened the door and they entered. Erin had seen 
the building from the outside, but she was still amazed 
once she got inside. The main entry way itself was big 
enough to house a high school basketball gym, and it 
was decorated so nicely that the queen of England would 
have felt at home.

The main staircase split into three directions near the 
top, each leading to a different wing of the house, and 
the gorgeous chandeliers made the marble floors look 
like snow. Mandie was a sight to see. From the waist 
up, she was still dressed for work, but below that she 
was completely naked aside from her heels. As Erin 
stared around at what would hopefully become her new 
home, Mandie allowed herself to make one tender gesture 
and slide an arm around Erin's waist.

"You've passed the first parts of your interview with 
flying colors" Mandie said. Even though she was 
whispering, her voice echoed. Her hand slid down to 
Erin's ass and gripped it tight, her little finger 
grazing Erin's asshole. "But there is quite a way to 
go, and it will all happen here. I have many rooms for 
different types of sex, and I want to try them all with 
you. Especially the really nasty ones!" Mandie winked. 
Erin was shocked into silence, but excited. "And after 
that..." Mandie chuckled, "I'll have to see how well 
you can learn to cook and clean!"

Mandie went to a nearby closet and pulled out white, 
frilly apron that would be at home with a French maid's 
outfit. She handed it to Erin, who quickly tried it on. 
It fit snugly over her breasts, nicely exposing her 
cleavage in the front, allowing a nice view of her 
breasts from the side, and showing everything from 
behind except where the small string was tied to keep 
it on. The skirt just barely came low enough to cover 
Erin's pussy. Staring in hungry appreciation at Erin's 
scantily clad form, Mandie decided there that Erin 
would get the job. She simply couldn't bear to let her 
leave, even if she had to spend a small fortune to send 
Erin to Paris to learn to cook. But she wasn't about to 
tell Erin about her decision yet, not when the 
interview would be so much fun!

***

Well that's just the beginning of this story, I want to 
develop it a lot more! But I'd like to see where other 
people would like it to go. If you have an idea, please 
email me and I'll try to write it in. Or you can even 
write a sequel yourself or rewrite this one. I'd love 
to see where this can go. You can email me any feedback 
at mandief29@hotmail.com

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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