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“No, there’s no one, I’m single… but that ring on your finger suggests you’re not,” she whispers, giving me a look that suggests she’s thought about us in some facet before I decided to bring it up.
“You’d be correct. I’m just always sure to check with my new hires when it comes to relationships; I wouldn’t want some boy coming between you and your work,” I say, quickly recovering.
“Well, I’m always up for risk-taking.”
She raises her eyebrows, blushing at me as she breaks focus from my eyes, shifting it down to the crotch of my slacks.
There’s not a doubt in my mind that she can’t see the lining of my cock growing harder by the second.
“Mr. Garrison?” A woman’s voice suddenly appears.
I whip around to find Ms. Dana, one of the maids for the floor. She stands in the hallways staring at the two of us.
“Ms. Dana.” I give her a nod.
“This is our new maid, Tiffany. She will be attending to the first floor and help you as needed around here on the second. I was showing her around, but I’m happy you’re here; could you locate Tiffany a uniform? I need one for her for a few days, just until I can order a new one that’s suited for her size.”
Ms. Dana doesn’t seem to be fooled by me. She can probably sense the tension in the room. She sizes Tiffany up with a disapproving frown before bringing her eyes back to mine.
“It may be a little short, but I am sure that it will do for now. You need to order uniforms right away.” She tells me, a look of disdain present upon her face.
“I certainly will. Now, what is it that you need?”
“I wanted to inform you of Mrs. Garrison’s arrival. Oh, and she’s looking for you. I’m sure she will love to hear all about the new maid.”She snickers with a hint of sarcasm.
Typical. Ms. Dana is Doreen’s right hand, her go-to. She’s always taken to Doreen more than to me, but I could give a fuck less if I’m honest. I know Doreen has been fooling around with the help of Ms. Dana covering up her tracks, keeping her story straight at all costs. I would fire her this instant if she weren’t the head maid. Replacing her is a handful itself.
“I expected her home for lunch, so that works perfectly. Would you like to meet my wife?” I look over my shoulder at Tiffany, clearing my throat.
“Of course, it would be my pleasure.” She says, a smile playing on her lips.
“Lovely. Shall we?” I give her a wink, then turning to find Ms. Dana heading down to her room across the hall.
She stops to turn back as she reaches her door, staring at the two of us for a second too long, right before she steps inside and closes it shut.
“Nosey,” Tiffany whispers.
“She means no harm. Now, come. I want to introduce you to Mrs. Garrison,” I say, resisting the urge to grab her hand and push her up against this wall right now. I want to feel those lips… feel her soft skin as I trail kisses along her body. I can’t suppress the urge, but yet, I have to, I need to. I very well know who’s waiting downstairs for our presence.
We walk side by side as we head down the stairs.
When we reach Doreen in the sitting room, I’ve managed to calm my dick from its erection that I can’t seem to contain every time I think of Tiffany.
I’m fucked.
As Doreen sits there with a cup of coffee in hand by the fireplace, she about drops her cup the moment she lays eyes on Tiffany.
There’s a strange look on her face, one that looks as if she’s surprised by my new hire.
“I can’t believe it,” Doreen whispers.
3
TIFFANY
“Mother, is that you?” I ask, shocked that it’s actually her. I realize at the same time this might not be the best situation for me since I want to fuck my boss now, who is apparently her husband?
“It is! My god, Tiffany, what are you doing here?” She places her coffee cup down, then stands to walk to us a just few feet away, pulling me in for a hug.
