CHAPTER 2: The new maid
****POV: ELIZABETH
Mr. Matthew is sitting at the kitchen table, eating his breakfast, almost lunch, and, even discreetly, I can't help but observe him, observe his features. Mr. Matthew is tall, fair-skinned, with black hair, light brown eyes, plump, well-defined lips and a well-defined body. My God! What a face, what a tempting mouth, what a beautiful man! His voice is delicious, and the hoarseness of someone who has just woken up makes it even more delicious.
After admiring him discreetly, I tried to come back to reality.
"Can I offer you anything else?" I asked without looking at him.
"No, thank you! " he said without looking at me.
"If you need anything, just call! " I said as I left
"Just a minute," I paused, looking back. "What's your name?" he asked seriously, but without looking at me.
"My name is Elizabeth, sir. " I replied, avoiding eye contact with him.
"Elizabeth, my name is Matthew, and I'm going to settle the last details of your employment with you. ", said Mr. Matthew, seriously, as he brought the cup of coffee to his delicious mouth. Concentrate, Liz!
"Yes, sir!" I replied and left quickly.
After breakfast, I followed him to his office to sort everything out.
"Elizabeth, you will have all your employment rights guaranteed," he wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to me. "And this will be your salary," I looked at the paper in my hands and almost couldn't believe how much I would be paid, and I think I somehow let it show on my stupid face. "Is there a problem, Elizabeth? If you don't agree, we can come to an arrangement."
I look at him quickly: "No, sir, it's fine! I hadn't discussed values with Mrs. Megan, not least because I'm still on probation and maybe that's why I was surprised."
He takes out some papers and signs them, then hands them to me with a pen. "You don't need any experience to do what you do, I just need you to sign here after my signature," I sign quickly and hand it over. "So that's it, Elizabeth, I'll pass everything on to my accountant and you can come to me if you need anything."
I nod and leave his office smiling like a child, because I'm going to get a great salary and the job is already mine, I just need to keep doing my job well. I'm very happy because I'll be able to help my family and pay for my mother's treatment and, of course, I'm happy enough not to want to have problems at work and to stop lusting after my boss, who is married.
(...)
The day passed quickly and after I got home. I helped my mother to her room, prepared dinner and then read and answered some messages on my cell phone.
Then I started watching a video that got me completely in the mood. I share a room with my sister, so it's impossible to do anything in here. So I decided to go to the bathroom and masturbate.
I started by caressing my breasts and clitoris, running my little finger over them and then inserting two fingers into my vagina. As my fingers moved quickly in and out of me, my thoughts flew between Dan and Mr. Matthew. I shoved my two fingers in harder and harder until I finally came. I cleaned myself off and went to bed. This lack of sex is killing me!
Well, I've always liked dating and I've never liked being alone. I lost my virginity at a very young age and since then I've had about six sexual partners, as the others were just kisses and nothing more.
I've been without sex for three months since my ex-boyfriend broke up with me because he went to work in another city, not that it's affecting me in any way, but? (there's always the but) But now, with this new work routine, it's going to get harder and harder to have an active sex life.
After a lot of reflection on my life and my new routine, I tried to rest, because tomorrow will be a new day and I know it certainly won't be easy.
(...) (...)
After a peaceful night's sleep, I left for another day's work. When I arrived, I saw Dan in the garden, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans. I admired him for a few seconds and imagined what an evening with him would be like. Imagine if he found out he'd been in my thoughts last night while I was masturbating! Finally, I came back to reality and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the chefs.
I finished setting the breakfast table and the chefs came downstairs arguing wildly. I was startled by the scene and left, waiting for them to pull themselves together so I could serve them.
They were shouting a lot, Mr. Matthew seemed very upset and Mrs. Megan even more so.
"I think you'd better get used to it, they're always like this," said Dan, entering the kitchen.
"Is that so?" I asked in amazement.
"Yes," Dan opened the fridge. "Some days it's much worse." Dan replied as he drank a glass of water.
"So they say it's the poor who like a mess." I said smiling and Dan laughed.
A few minutes later, I realized that they were silent, so I decided to go over. "Good morning, gentlemen! May I serve you breakfast?" I asked seriously as I approached.
"Do you see anything good here?" Mr. Matthew replied in a rude tone.
Son of a bitch, let them kill themselves then! I took a deep breath in an attempt to swallow my anger. "Excuse me and excuse me." I said, envergonhada, and retreated.
"Elizabeth can serve breakfast! "Mr. Matthew said seriously.
"Yes, sir!" I replied quickly, swallowing down all the anger that dwelled in me at that moment. First he's rude and then he tells me to serve them, it takes a lot of patience not to tell him to fuck off! I served them snorting with rage and they remained absolutely silent. After serving them, I went into the kitchen.
(...)
I was in the kitchen having a snack when a lady came in.
"Good morning, ma'am! Can I help you?" I asked, standing up as I quickly swallowed my sandwich.
"Hello, I'm Eleanor, the cleaner, I come every Wednesday and Friday to clean the house. "
"Yes, Mrs. Megan said something about that. I'm Elizabeth, the new maid! But Mrs. Megan said you'd only come at weekends. "
"I come every Wednesday and Friday, but there's another girl who comes on Saturdays. Well, nice to meet you, Elizabeth, I'm going to get on with my work now. ", said Eleanor as she left.
So I prepared lunch and went to help Mrs. Eleanor. After helping Mrs. Eleanor with the cleaning, I went to set the table for lunch, as Mrs. Megan has a strict diet and always arrives on time.
"Excuse me, is Mr. Matthew coming home for lunch?"
"I don't know. And it's better if he doesn't. " she said seriously.
So I started serving her and, just then, Mr. Matthew arrived.
"I'm going to wash my hands and go downstairs for lunch." He said, heading for the bathroom without looking at us.
Mrs. Megan looked at him with anger and contempt, it was obvious how cold the two of them were and how little love there was in that house. I don't know anything about relationships, but over the years I've seen the love that existed between my parents and I can see that it doesn't exist here.
"Elizabeth, put another plate on the table," said Megan, putting all the coldness in her gaze into her tone of voice.
Of course, thank you and please, that doesn't exist here either! I just nodded and put another plate on the table. He finally joined her and, while I was serving him, I noticed a different look on his face, with a bit of malice, but I pretended I didn't see anything, because it must be something in my crazy little head!
(...)
The afternoon passed quickly, I finished my chores in the kitchen and went out into the garden to tease Dan a bit and pass the time until it was time to prepare dinner.
"Hi," I said, approaching him with my best smile.
"Hi, have you come to admire the roses?" Dan asked, looking at me and returning my smile.
I looked at him from head to toe and finally answered. "No. I came to admire other things. " I said with a slightly mischievous look on my face.
He smiled mischievously and looked at me. "And what would those other things be?" Dan asked, moving closer.
I took a step back and looked away. "The sunset. Have you seen how beautiful it is?" I said, smiling wryly, and Dan moved even closer, without taking his eyes off my body, and that was the moment to run away. "Well, I've got to go, I'll get dinner ready! " I said quickly and went home.
Modesty aside, I like to tease and excite men and, when the time comes, I just run away, driving them crazy, a specialty of mine.