Fatima
I open my mail to the familiar sight of "OVERDUE" and "FINAL WARNING". My landlord was threatening to evict me. My bills were mounting and I had a constant sinking feeling. It was approaching winter and they were threatening to shut down the gas supply. A Michigan winter was tougher than most winters.
I was in debt and I could not escape. My job did not pay me enough to cover my debts. I worked at a local store.
I was grateful for the job but financially I was struggling and I needed a better paying job. My problem was that I had limited skills and my education finished at high school.
I was at the library looking for good paying jobs. I could not see much for my skills or education. I was 23 and still young enough to develop in any job but most jobs needed experience.
I saw a posting that was looking for a live-in maid. The pay was double the amount I was earning. Also not having to worry about bills or rent would save me from the mess my life was turning into.
A number was left at the bottom of the post for anyone interested in the job. I texted my interest and he agreed to meet me the next day. He seemed to need someone urgently for the job.
The house was out of the city and it cost me more than I expected to get there. This set me back as I was already struggling with finances. I really needed the job.
I walked up to the door and after a few minutes an older gentleman opened the door for me. He looked to be in his 50's with greying hair.
He seemed to be surprised by my appearance. I dress in traditional Islamic clothing and this means I cover my face and head with hijab and niqab.
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Harvey
I was used to being on my own after my wife passed away 5 years ago. I could take care of myself. I was a marine for 10 years and I always took care of myself. Since leaving the Marines I have worked in the private security industry and I have now been able to retire comfortably.
I was independent until my recent motorcycle accident. I was looking for a maid to help me around the house and I sometimes need some help with my mobility. Using private companies was costing me too much.
I was slightly surprised at her appearance. There are not that many open Muslims in Michigan. I was used to the sight of burkha clad Muslim women when I served in Iraq so this was not a problem for me. Her body was distracting. Her tits looked enormous in the jibe she was wearing. Maybe it was just the clothing. I was staring and acting like a dirty old man.
She seemed nervous about meeting me. It was not a formal interview, I just wanted it to be an informal getting to know you meeting. I did not receive much interest in the job so I was pleased to have someone turn up for the job. I was offering a lot less than what I was having to pay the private companies. I thought the offer of the spare room would incentivise someone. I preferred having a normal person than someone employed by a company.
I missed having a woman's touch around the house so she was the ideal candidate, big titted lady. She seemed really nervous and I tried to ease her into the meeting, "thanks for coming. You came from the city. Did you find the journey ok?"
She seemed to be a bit shy, "It was ok. Thank you for the interview."
I wanted her to feel at ease, "it is not an interview. I just want you to understand the job and see if we can work something out between us".
I explained that I was having difficulty taking care of the house since my wife passed away and my recent accident. I had difficulty some days with getting around when my injuries flared up. I explained her duties. She helped me up the stairs and I showed her the bedroom where she would be staying if she got the job.
We went back down and I showed her the kitchen and garden. It felt nice having a woman in the house again. I had to sit down as my injuries did not allow me to stand for long. She seemed to be more comfortable in the house.
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Fatima
I was feeling really nervous. I was desperate for the job. It would take me out of my financial black hole but he had not offered me the job yet.
We were sat at the dining table and he said, "I need someone that can take care of the house and also help me sometimes as I can have problems moving around. But I understand for a young girl like you this might not be an interesting job. And your family might not like you living with a white man"
I really needed the job, he thought I was not interested and my emotions just began to overwhelm me. I looked away as I began to cry, I just felt I was losing control of my life.
He surprised me by putting his arm around me to comfort me. It felt nice to have someone show such affection towards me. I had been so hurt in the past by men.
Through sobs I said, "I am sorry. My life is a disaster. My family has abandoned me. I really need this job and I would be the best maid you can have."
He pulled me into an embrace, "Don't cry baby. Why did your family abandon you?"
His affection was touching my heart, "I made a mistake about 18 months ago and my family left me."
He seemed to genuinely care, "What mistake could you have made? You don't have to tell me. You have the job. You can move in tomorrow."
I couldn't help myself. I hugged him tightly and said, "Thank you."
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Harvey
She turned up at 9.50am in the morning. She did not have much luggage with her.
As we greeted each other she said, "Thank you so much. You have saved me."
She seemed genuine but a career in security had taught me you cannot trust anyone. As a precaution I had set up hidden cameras in all the rooms in the house.
Her body was amazing. Her breasts seemed so large on such a tiny frame. She only seemed 5'2" but her body looked amazing. Her ass looked so big. I was turning into a dirty old pervert again. I tried to shake the thoughts from my head. She was young enough to be my daughter.
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Fatima
I was so grateful to Harvey for giving me the opportunity to start again.
I wanted to show him how grateful I was and I got started straight away.
I asked, "Have you had any breakfast?"
He said as he was waiting for me so he had not had the opportunity. I cooked him a big breakfast to show my gratitude.
I cleaned up the downstairs and I washed the bathrooms and kitchen. Harvey had been in his study in the morning and he finally came out at 3.00pm to see how I was doing.
He seemed pleased, "Wow. You have done an amazing job. You have only been here half the day."
I blushed, "Thank you. I still need to cook lunch for you."
He said, "Don't worry about lunch. We will order some take out. You deserve a break. You should settle into your room and relax for a while."
I liked the way he looked at me but he did not seem to make much eye contact. He had intense eyes though.