Interviewing the Third Candidate to be My Maid
All characters are well over the age of consent.
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Lily, the Asian MILF, left her first interview (my condo cleaning session combined with a few sexual romps with me) after promising me I could fuck her ass if I selected her to be my maid.
When you are a young man, and I was 25, your little head does a lot of thinking for you, and that could lead to trouble in a hurry.
While the two ladies I had "interviewed" were older, I had no idea if either were on birth control; if they even needed birth control; or if they had plans for me to become the father of a child we would create because like most guys, I hated wearing condoms.
I loved having sex without a condom and both ladies loved me pumping them full of my hot sperm.
As for Lily, her offer was a rather tempting one as I had not had butt sex and was curious about it but once she left, it occurred to me that Lily was great at fucking and sucking but from an honest and objective point of view, she was not going to be able to have sex with me and complete all the things on the maid's checklist.
Which I was going to have to overlook if the sex got in the way of Lily doing her job.
I should also add that Marisol promised me three maids to interview and she asked me to hold off making any decisions until all three had put in their time at my condo.
Who knew what the next interview would bring?
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Marisol had also been rather diligent, or maybe the word was persistent, about me providing referrals to her. Each time we met, like clockwork, she handed me two cards and mentioned that I would receive some sort of fee or reward if someone hired her company to provide maid services.
I was just 25 and did not know a lot of people, but I was active at my gym and played in a basketball league there, so I handed out a few cards to my teammates. I was also in a group of mostly men that played golf once a month through my work at Caltrans, and I handed out some cards there too. I also stuck up a couple of cards on the bulletin board at the gym, and as they quickly disappeared, I pinned up replacements. In just a few days I was calling Marisol for more cards.
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The following Tuesday, the third day of maid service, by mutual consent, Marisol returned to my condo with Lily.
It was going to be Lily's second interview.
Lily thought she had a new assignment in the bag, after all, doesn't everyone that goes on a second interview get hired?
Once we got past the hellos, and Marisol and Lily reviewed the checklist and did their walk through, Marisol and I adjourned to the patio while Lily got to work preparing breakfast for us while we had a business meeting.
Marisol wanted me to review her financials and look for opportunities to save money and to grow revenue. She trusted me enough to share her numbers and we spoke quietly, in confidence, for the next four hours. We talked strategy, human resources, marketing, sales and about business in general.
She was a smart, lovely woman and was quite successful.
I never noticed her wearing a ring of any sort, which made me believe that she was single.
Maybe I had a chance with her.
Marisol never let on, not even giving me a knowing smile, that she knew if anything sexual had gone on with the two maids I had interviewed.
I did not pay much attention to Lily, but Marisol sure did; every 30 minutes like clockwork she was checking on the quality of the cleaning job that Lily had done to that point and she found it plenty lacking.
When Marisol came back outside for the last time that morning, she shared with me that Lily was not going to work out in her company and that she was glad she came to supervise the work because if I had hired Lily for a weekly cleaning, I would be quickly disappointed. Which Marisol wanted to avoid.
I nodded in agreement and wondered when the third candidate would be coming to clean.
Not that I was horny or anything. I had beat off twice a day for the last week at the prospect of fucking Lily's tight ass.
My balls were aching for a relief. Lily would have drained them. Oh well, I guess I could go beat off. Again.
Reading my mind, Marisol handed me a business card and said "My friend Linn runs several nail and massage salons. She has someone working for her who is looking to pick up an extra shift with me. If you can visit Linn's place tonight it would be very helpful to me. That way you can see what kind of work she does before I have her come over here."
I was free and Marisol made the call.
Dressed in a tee shirt, shorts and tennis shoes, I arrived at the Magic Salon at 5:00pm sharp.
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I had to knock on the door, but I heard the lock click open and a beautiful Asian female face greeted me with "Rick?" to which I smiled and nodded.
"Please come in."
The lady in question stood about 5'8" tall and was dressed in white polo shirt and what looked like white tennis shorts.
She introduced herself as Linn and thanked me for coming.
I gave her the once over: very attractive, light brown skin, great smile, lithe figure, great legs and no wedding ring!
Those shorts barely covered got to the bottom of her butt cheeks, but I was not complaining, I was enjoying!
I looked around and found myself in a larger facility than I thought it was.
I counted 20 massage chairs, for pedicures, spaced nicely apart, and 20 stations for manicures.
The place had a soothing look, feel and aroma to it, and I glanced around and noticed that the place was not just spotless, but it was extremely tidy, neat and clean.
I kept an eye on Linn's ass.
I was not sure what sort of underwear Linn had on but whatever she had on was tiny.
I thought for a moment that she was not wearing any panties. Her butt cheeks were moving as she walked, and my eyes responded with a stirring in my shorts.
We took a tour; she explained the operation and she also mentioned that she had two other salons in the area. I was impressed.
I asked her how many employees she had and what her combined revenues were.
Linn shared the numbers, and I was even further impressed.
There was a hallway at the back end of the front part of the facility and we walked back to it.
Unlocking a door, she explained that "The office is back here, along with an extra pedicure station, a shower and my office."
The lights were on, and two women were hard at work cleaning, though it looked like it was already clean to my naked eyes.
But I am a guy and what the hell did I know? I thought my refrigerator was in pretty good shape until my first two candidates for maid got to working on it.
They ended up throwing out everything and cleaning it two or three times with bleach and mold killer to get it where it was safe to store food in it!
Linn introduced me to the two ladies. Ann, the older woman, was quite attractive, with a very pretty face, shoulder length black hair, but her figure was hidden by a smock. I did glance down at her feet, and she had slender ankles, always a good sign for nice legs. Ann was a little shorter than Linn, maybe 5'4".
I guessed her age at around 45.
I found out later than Ann was Japanese and had been raised in Japan in a traditional family. That was not for her, so she was able to come to America and make her way.
The other woman, somewhere in her early 20s, was Pam. She was a tight bodied gal, but sort of stocky, who wore her clothes, a white tee shirt and yoga pants, both tight.
Very tight. As in her tee shirt stretched across her chest, containing her breasts.
