"My landlord locked me out of my apartment last night. He said I can't have my furniture back until I catch up with at least half of my back rent. He has an eviction notice against me. I have been evicted from my apartment. My car has been repossessed. I owe a hundred thirty thousand dollars in school loans and another twenty thousand in credit card debt and no one wants to hire a college history major. I have no family or anyone else to turn to, only you. I'll do anything for a job," twenty-eight-year old Janet ranted to her employment advisor. Then she buried her face in her hands and broke down in tears.
Thirty-year old Sheila, who earns her living by placing people in jobs, had been working with Janet for two weeks. Sheila knew Janet's situation was that dire. She understood Janet's frustration.
"I discussed your situation with my husband last night," Sheila said. "He and I agreed we could help you out by offering you a job as our live-in house-maid. That would take care of you rent and give you a few dollars to live on. Would you like that?"
"Oh, yes." Janet responded.
Sheila stood and offered Janet the comfort of her arms.
Janet stood and the two embraced. Janet could feel the fullness of Sheila's bosom against her breasts.
Sheila's hand slipped to Janet's buttocks as she said, "There can be fringe benefits in this job, if you want them."
Janet looked into Sheila's eyes, gave an approving smile, and kissed Sheila on the lips. All that she said was, "Yes, please."
Sheila opened her mouth. Janet's tongue entered.
Sheila's hand found the cleft in Janet's buttocks.
Janet's tongue flicked in and out of Sheila's mouth.
Sheila pulled her mouth back from Janet's tongue and said, "Let me lock my office door."
With the door safely locked, and not an additional word said, the two women disrobed one another
Sheila guided Janet to the office couch and said, "Sit."
Janet admired Sheila's flat stomach and shaved pussy. Sheila squatted as Janet's hands explored her advisor's genitals. The couple kissed ardently as Janet's fingers entered her new lover's vagina. Sheila laid herself down on the floor as Janet's thumb flicked her benefactor's clitoris back and forth.
"Don't make me squirt on the office rug," Sheila moaned but it was too late. Her back arched and she squirted cum juice over Janet's arm and torso. She came out of her frenzy.
"Nothing spilled on the rug," Janet reassured Sheila. "I have to wash your cum off me before I can put my clothes on. Where can I do that?"
"I have a private washroom through that door." Sheila pointed to an unmarked door in the office. "I can wash you in there"
"I can wash myself."
"I want to wash you. Please, let me," Sheila asked.
Janet allowed Sheila to wash her. Sheila paid special attention to Janet's genitals and anus. Both ladies dressed. Sheila and Janet spent the rest of the morning and the early afternoon recovering Janet's furnishings and moving Janet into the maid's quarters of Sheila's lavish home.
"Today, you will be the guest of my husband and me. Tomorrow, you can start your duties as house maid." Sheila said.
That evening, at the supper table, Janet met Sheila's husband Bob. Bob and Janet were favorable impressed with one another and engaged in interesting conversation. Ultimately, the conversation changed to real life problems.
Janet commented, "With the salary I am to receive as house maid, I will be unable to pay for medical insurance, pay off my college loan, or pay my credit card debt. I won't be able to afford any one of them, never mind all three. Is there something else I can do so that I can earn more money and afford them?"
Bob replied, "Let Sheila and me discuss it for a few minutes and we will give you an answer."
Bob and Sheila left the room. When they came back, Sheila said, "If you will be our slave, both domestic and sex, we will absorb all your bills and support you and any children fathered by Bob that you give birth to. All you have to do is obey our every command."
"How soon can I start?" Janet asked.
