Julie and I had just finished getting settled in our new five bedrooms, six bathroom home on two wooded acres. It’s in an exclusive gated community. The twenty homes each have their own wooded cul-de-sac. The trees and landscape gave us complete privacy. Looking out the double French doors in the kitchen, the garden had a walking path with a pond in the center and steps from the stone patio was the built-in pool. Near one end of the patio, there was a fully equipped outdoor kitchen with dining table and at the opposite end, a six person hot tub.
After three weeks of interviewing for a live-in maid, we were down to the last local agency. Julie called, explained what we were looking for in a maid and the agency told us they had someone who was available immediately. They told my wife, that they’d email her resume along with recommendations and photo. She told the lady at the agency that we’d be in touch in a couple of days after reviewing the information.
That evening, we sat down and went over the resume and recommendations. Her name was Fiona Mason and had been with the agency since the age of eighteen. Now, at twenty-one, her recommendations were outstanding, not one blemish on her record. Fiona looked perfect on paper and without any second thoughts, we decided to arrange for an interview.
“Good morning, honey,” I said, entering the kitchen.
“Good morning, sweetie, I called the agency and asked how soon would we be able to interview Fiona. The lady asked if four p.m. was good and I told her it was.”
The doorbell rang at precisely four p.m., Julie greeted Fiona and showed her to the study. I was sitting on the leather sofa when they entered. I stood to greet Fiona and was taken by the beauty standing before me. “Fiona, this is my husband, Randy Weiter.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sir.”
My wife moved to my side, placed her hand on my forearm and gave a gentle squeeze and a smile. She turned to face the girl as I said, “Fiona, the pleasure is all mine, please take a seat.”
As we took our place on the sofa, Fiona sat in the leather chair across from us. She wore her black hair up, had on a pink shirt and gray mid-thigh pleated skirt that showcased her long legs which seemed to have no end. She had the most alluring hazel brown eyes.
Julie broke the silent few seconds saying, “You will be required to do all of the house cleaning as well as prepare meals, do the grocery shopping. You will also be responsible for daily household needs. This is a three level house, your room is on the main level and is your private sanctuary. Neither myself or my husband will enter your room without your permission. You will have the use of the gym, pool and hot tub when you are not working along with everything else in the house. After breakfast on Saturday, you have the entire weekend off along with most evenings.”
“Any questions at this time, Fiona?” I asked, looking over at Julie.
“What about salary, Sir.”
“We’ll get to that after we show you around.”
We went upstairs and showed Fiona our master suite with its own fireplace, two separate walk-in closets and master bathroom with walk-in shower and sunken whirlpool bathtub. Going back down to the main floor, we showed her the kitchen, living room, library and finally her room. Fiona couldn’t believe her eyes, it was a master bedroom with a queen sized four poster bed, master bath, and walk-in closet.
“T-this is my room?” She asked, looking at us in disbelief.
“Yes, we want you to feel at home,” Julie replied.
“Let’s show you the backyard, I think you will like it,” I said, leading the way.
The three of us stepped out onto the patio, “Oh my, this is absolutely beautiful.” Fiona said as we walked to the path leading around the garden and pond.
Once back inside, we showed her the lower level with a wine cellar, a wet bar, a sewing room, and a home gym. One wall in the gym area was outfitted with floor to ceiling mirrors. Thirty minutes later, we were back in the study, “Well Fiona, what do you think?” I asked as the two of us sat down.
“Sir, you have a beautiful home and I look forward to working for you, but...”
Before she had a chance to finish, my wife entered the study and I went over to the desk to get the contract. Handing it to Fiona, I told her to read it first and then we’d talk. My wife and I watched with trepidation as she scrutinized the document. Her reaction while reading it was precious, she took a short breath, her full lips formed an ‘o’ and she placed her free hand over her mouth.
When she finished, she looked at us, “I-I don’t know what to say, Mr. And Mrs. Weiter. A thousand dollars a week, free room and board, with full health coverage. This is very generous of you both.
“Don’t forget, the bonus of another two thousand dollars for anything extra we ask of you. But before you say yes, there are two boxes on your bed labeled one and two. Inside each, is a different uniform, we want you to go and try on the uniform in box one first.
“If you should decide not to try it on, we will understand,” I added.
Fiona stood, “I’ll return shortly.”
After she left, I looked at my wife, “Think she’ll be okay with the uniform?”
“From what I could tell, I don’t think it will be a problem.”
Five agonizing minutes later, she returned and stood in front of us, “What do you think?” She said as she twirled around. The pink micro mini shirt billowed out around her and gave us a glimpse of her womanly charms.
The white short-sleeved midriff corset top was cut low enough to expose the top half of her full breasts and the deep valley between them. There were five gold-toned corset fastenings at the front that held everything in place. When she was finished twirling and was facing us, we couldn’t help notice her nipples pushing against her top. The both of us sat there, in silence, admiring the beauty before us.
