I was on my knees scrubbing the floor when suddenly my employer’s son wrapped his arms around me from behind. “Melody, you smell so good.” I struggled, but he pushed me down onto the floor in one swift motion, pressing his lips against mine, gently licking and nibbling. I felt my entire body catch fire. His hands roamed over my body, sliding slowly down from my chest… My name is Melody, and I only started working as a housekeeper for the Hartley family last month. If my family didn’t desperately need money, I never would have agreed to work here. A friend referred me to this job. The reason I was so reluctant was because all the housekeepers at the Hartley residence have to wear maid outfits. These maid outfits are incredibly revealing, made from thin, flimsy material. The skirt barely covers my ass. Every time I kneel down to scrub the floor, the skirt rides up completely. My panties are totally exposed. And with my 36D chest, these thin outfits can barely contain me. Every time I move, they bounce and jiggle. But honestly, the pay is incredible—$30,000 a month. I couldn’t resist that kind of money. My mother-in-law’s illness requires constant funding, and normal housekeepers only make about $3,000 a month at most. My mother-in-law’s hospital stay costs money every single day. My husband’s income alone can’t cover it. I haven’t dared tell him what this housekeeping job actually involves. I just said the employer is wealthy and doesn’t care about money, and that they pay well when I perform my duties properly. I’ve been here over a month and haven’t even met my actual employer yet. But I see the employer’s son, Dominic, every single day.
The first day I arrived, Dominic was sitting on the couch, his gaze direct and burning, like he wanted to devour me whole. Gorgeous features, broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs—easily over six feet tall. While I discussed work details with the butler, he just sat there watching me. Completely unabashed. When I was about to leave, he suddenly stood up and walked past me, his arm brushing against my chest—seemingly accidentally, but definitely on purpose. The warmth of his arm made my body shudder. I felt my legs go so weak I could barely walk. I could feel myself getting wet. My body has always been sensitive. Even though I’m thirty, my skin is fair and firm, like someone in their twenties. Because of that sensitivity, the warmth of his arm completely undid me. I could only pretend to stay composed as I left, but the flush spreading across my face had already betrayed me. I heard him chuckle behind me, his voice deep and melodious, like a cello. I felt my heart tremble. I practically fled. This entire month, I’ve seen him every day. Makes sense—it’s summer break right now. A 20-year-old college guy, working out daily, testosterone practically radiating off him. Every time I clean the gym floor, he’s always there exercising. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see sweat trickling down his eight-pack abs. Eventually disappearing below, where his V-line shows bulging veins. I can feel my breathing getting rapid, my body heating up. I have to quickly redirect my attention and leave the area. I don’t notice that when I leave, Dominic keeps staring at me. 2 I can sense it, more or less—Dominic is testing me. Constantly radiating his masculine energy, deliberately tempting me. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t affected. I’ve been married to my husband for five years. We’ve never once had sex. Because he’s impotent. My body is sensitive, so he can only satisfy me with toys. But it always leaves me feeling empty and lonely. I agreed to marry him because we’ve known each other since childhood. He’s been good to me. When my family went bankrupt, he was the only one willing to help. He proposed, and I said yes. Even without sex, I was willing. I decide I need to request a few days off to cool down and clear my head. When I mention it to the butler, he says he needs to check with the young master first before giving me an answer. Two minutes later, Dominic appears. “Melody, you’re the only housekeeper here right now. If you take a week off, there’ll be no one to handle everything.” “I’m sorry, sir, I don’t want to, but my mother-in-law is seriously ill in the hospital, and we haven’t found a care worker yet. I’ll find someone as quickly as possible.” I sit nervously on the couch, not daring to look directly at Dominic. “I’ll give you three days. Three days, and if you’re not back, you don’t need to come back at all.” Hearing this, tears immediately well up in my eyes. I really, desperately need this job. “Please, sir, don’t fire me. I really need this job.” I look at him with tear-filled eyes, helpless and vulnerable, hoping to gain even a shred of his sympathy. His attitude softens slightly. “Four days maximum. If you’re not back in four days, take your pay and leave.” I answer meekly, “I understand.”
But it’s not really about taking care of my mother-in-law. I just need to clear my head and stop being seduced by Dominic. After all, that powerful, fit body of his, and what looks like a seriously impressive size… Just thinking about it makes my blood rush and my legs go weak. Stop it, Melody. I slap my own face, trying to snap myself out of it. Otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t be able to walk away from the Hartley house. When I get home, my husband is already there. I walk up and hug him, acting playful. “Honey, I’m in the mood. Feel.” I guide his hand downward. I’m already soaking wet. He teases me, “Damn, you’re really wet.” He tells me to wait a moment while he prepares. I know what he’s doing. I lie down on the bed first. He leaves hickeys like red plum blossoms on my neck, body, and chest. My body starts trembling. “Mmm… honey, I’m almost there.” As soon as I say this, he immediately understands, pulling out the toy and working me over with it. When we finish, we’re both drenched in sweat, my body covered in dense love marks. The sheets are soaked through. “Honey, what about you?” “I’m fine. I’m happy as long as you’re satisfied.” There’s an excitement in his eyes I can’t quite identify. The four days fly by. On the third day, Dominic has the butler call to tell me that when time’s up, if I’m not back, I don’t need to come back at all. I laugh and say, “I’ll definitely be back.” I return to the Hartley house right on time and resume my work. They really do have a ton of maid outfits. I wear a different one every day, never repeating. The butler assigns which one I wear each day. Today’s outfit is white lace—only lace, not even a lining. It looks exactly like lingerie. But I can’t refuse to wear it. I need this job. The problem is, it doesn’t hide any of the hickeys covering my body.
Dominic comes downstairs wearing a robe. The hem reveals teasing glimpses of what’s underneath. He sees me, says nothing, and walks past. Then he turns back around, staring at the marks on my body. He suddenly grabs my throat, snarling, “Melody, you really get around, don’t you?” His grip isn’t gentle. I feel like I’m about to suffocate, frantically slapping at his arm. “Let… go… of me,” I rasp. Seeing my eyes roll back, he finally regains his composure and releases me. I collapse, powerless, my vision going black as I slump to the floor. He catches me in his arms. “Melody, are you okay?” Once I’ve recovered enough, I push Dominic away. But my struggling looks like flirting to him—completely unconvincing. I feel a wave of hurt, tears streaming down my face. Seeing me cry, Dominic scrambles to wipe my tears away. He sighs and pulls me to my feet. “Melody, I’m just worried about you.” I don’t understand. “What do you mean, worried about me?” He pulls out his phone and hands it to me. “How could this happen…” I murmur. His phone shows videos of me. Multiple videos. “I bought these from a website. After I bought the first one, every time there’s a new video of you, the seller asks if I want to purchase exclusive rights. If I don’t buy it, he’ll post it online.” “I’ve already bought hundreds of videos. Each time, he charges more.” “Now do you understand?” Now I understand. In these videos, besides me, there’s a man whose face is pixelated. It’s my husband. I’d recognize his build anywhere. I clap my hand over my mouth in shock. “It’s Brian!” The tears I just stopped start flowing again. “What do I do now? Why would he do this? We’ve been married for five years.” “Why would he do this to me? We’ve known each other since we were kids. Childhood friends. When my family went bankrupt, he was there helping with everything. He was the only one willing to help me.” The more I think about it, the more devastated I feel. I collapse into Dominic’s arms, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck, tears streaming uncontrollably. Brian, why would you do this? He’s impotent, and I never even cared about that. Why?! I cry inconsolably. “You shouldn’t go home for a while. Stay at my place—I’ve got plenty of rooms.” “It’s not safe for you to go back right now. Tell him your job now requires you to live-in, and don’t let him know you’ve found out about this yet.” “I’ll handle everything when the time comes.” And so, I move into Dominic’s house. His flirtations with me become increasingly blatant. One day, I’m on my knees scrubbing the floor when suddenly Dominic wraps his arms around me from behind. “Melody, you smell so good.” I struggle, but he pushes me down onto the floor in one motion, pressing his lips against mine, gently licking and nibbling. I feel my entire body catch fire. His hands roam over my body, sliding slowly down from my chest… I grab his wandering hand. “Sir…” Right now, my eyes are hazy with desire, my breathing comes in soft gasps, and my skin flushes pink. I’m completely weak. This sight only excites him more. He pins my hands above my head, burying his face in my chest. “Mmm…” I couldn’t help but moan. My body was more honest than I was. There was no denying it—my body craved Dominic’s touch. Dominic lifted me up and carried me to the couch. I sat on his lap, his hardness pressing firmly against my ass. His eyes were red, desire blazing openly in them. With one forceful tug, he ripped the maid outfit to shreds. He thrust hard, and I screamed out, “Ah!”
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