He looked down at his ever expanding cock. "It's hard finding a good maid," Arman said quietly under his breath.
Here he was again stroking his erection while more beautiful women danced in front of him. This was the third night in a row and the 10th strip club he had been to and he still hadn't found the perfect woman. He watched the succession of strippers in front of him, thinking how he would have to check out the next city over, when there she was.
He did a double take. It was her. She was perfect. He couldn't believe his eyes. A gorgeous hispanic woman stood before him on the stage. Her large, extremely beautiful breasts swayed and jiggled seductively as she danced slow and sexy to the music playing overhead. She gave off a scent of class and sophistication. It was an aura that so many strippers didn't have. Her beauty was staggering. Her breasts were definitely augmented. She had a slim waist and stood nude with only a band of jewels around her hips. Her breasts were so big, but they looked natural and her nipples were so ripe. Arman grabbed some napkins knowing this delicious find mixed with her sexiness was going to put him over the top. Three minutes later the napkins soaked up his excitement.
He got up from his booth and edged to the stage. Seeing money in his hand she edged closer to the end of the stage almost putting her enormous breasts in his face, He gulped. How he longed to suck and lick those breasts. He knew his employer would too.
He spoke loudly above the music. "Meet me in the lounge after your show and I'll give you $500 for just talking to me," he offered.
"Yeah, sure," was her reply eyeing the $500 while thinking she had nothing to lose.
They met at the bar. She was around 30 with long curly black hair. Her top barely hid the beauty of her double D, succulent cleavage.
"What's your name," he asked.
"They call me Didi," she replied coyly.
She was sweet. He knew instantly she was perfect but could she convince Didi. His explanation was long and detailed. She would become the head maid. Her wage would be huge, plus bonuses, and all he wanted was 10 % of her wage for protecting her. All the maids under her would do the grunt work and she could fill out papers and make lists of things for them to do, plus supervise and pleasure herself discreetly for the eyes of her boss. Those were her duties.
He looked into her beautiful eyes looking for a reaction to his offer. She grabbed him and kissed him full on the lips.
"Yes, yes, yes," she responded, so happy to have the opportunity get out of the Strip Club.
Didi was definitely ready for an adventure far away from here. Having a lot of money was something she didn't have and definitely wanted.
Arman brought her to the estate. Her mouth dropped in awe of the beauty of the grounds and the amazing house before her. She looked down at her sexy maid's uniform making sure all the buttons were done up properly and nothing was showing. When Arman saw her, he covered her with a shawl to hide her ample assets.
When they arrived they were introduced to Artie and Marina. Marina, being in charge of household staff, had given Arman the job of finding a new effective head maid. Didi handed Marina the resume that her and Arman had worked on together. Marina was impressed.
"So you worked for the Harrington's in Cape Cod," she exclaimed smiling, "How admirable."
She knew they were perfectionists. Didi's resume was impressive.
"Do her credentials check out?" Marina asked.
Arman nodded.
"Good, then show her around. I trust your judgement Arman."
Marina said, eager to get out of the house for her morning jog, oblivious to Didi's beauty since she hardly ever really looked at the staff. Marina was convinced that Arman was her loyal and trusted assistant and would always do what was best for her. Unbeknownst to her, her dear husband had deeper pockets than her, and Arman didn't mind having his pockets lined, at all.
With the 10% from Marina's enormous paycheck and his finder's fee bonus from Artie, he would definitely be able to buy that yacht his girlfriend had her eye on. With a sigh he looked at Didi's beautiful hot, sexy, body remembering how beautifully she danced and how hard his cock got thinking of sliding between her luscious tits and fucking them like crazy. Smiling, he wondered if maybe he could make a side deal with her.
The day she met Artie, Didi was leaning over a desk in her sexy maid's outfit showing off her sexy ass. He stood in the doorway admiring the way her sexy round ass filled in the uniform; her cheeks just poking out of the constraints when she stretched to dust the picture. He thought of how he would love to walk up behind her and shove his thick cock all the way up that sexy ass of hers. Her waist was so tiny. He could tell he wanted her before she even turned around.
Then she turned around. Artie nearly came in his pants seeing the way her beautiful breasts pushed against the fabric, straining to be released. How he longed to see those tits, to feel them, to nuzzle them.
"I'm very pleased to meet you," he said politely with a big smile.