I was currently sharing a rental with a friend that I used to go to school with. It was a reasonable deal for both of us, saving on rent and utilities. Neither of us are slobs so the place stays reasonably neat and clean. I should say that Steve and I considered it reasonably neat and clean. I won't say that a woman would have the same view.
Every so often we chip in and have one of the local cleaners come through and do a spring clean and that satisfies us. We were nearing that time when we'd have to get someone in.
This was the situation when Maybelle came wandering past, looking for work. She didn't actually approach me directly but I heard her moaning to the woman next door. Basically the car registration for her little bomb had fallen due and she was scratching to find the money to pay for it.
Not being backwards in putting forth my point of view I suggested that these little expenses were what a husband was for and she did have one. For my trouble I got a cold eye and a bit of an explanation.
Maybelle had lost her job due to the Covid 19 panic and her husband had been on shorter hours. Money was tight. They might have stretched their budget to cover the cost but her husband wanted her to get another job and earn the money herself, and she was having a bugger of a time finding a job. No-one was hiring.
I sympathized and she went wandering on her way.
A little later I was out in the front yard when I spotted her heading in my general direction. As she approached I noticed that while she walking in a rather despondent manner this did not stop a pair of very nice breasts bouncing about in a beguiling fashion. She really did have a very nice figure and her face was quite appealing. Lustful thought crossed my mind, firming up as she drew closer.
"Hold up a moment, Maybelle," I told her when she nodded to me and started to pass by. "I just need to have a word with Steve and if he's agreeable then we may have an hour or so of work for you. Just wait there a moment."
I went inside and yelled for Steve.
"Okay, Steve, am I correct in saying that currently you're rather flush where funds are concerned?"
"You know I am. Like you, I'm still working and, also like you, I can't go out and blow my money. Why do you want to know?"
"You know Maybelle from up the road?"
"Pretty little blonde with a nice pair of knockers? Yeah, I've seen her around."
"Screwable, in your opinion?"
"Eminently," agreed Steve with a laugh.
"Well, we're about due to have a decent clean and Maybelle is outside looking for work. Come on out and I'll offer her the job. Just let me do the talking and go along with what I say."
I headed back to where Maybelle waited, Steve trailing along behind.
"It's like this, Maybelle," I said. "Every so often Steve and I have the house thoroughly cleaned. It's not that it's particularly messy, more of a case that Steve and I are only average in the housekeeping department. Now normally we get one of the local cleaning firms come in to do the work. If you're willing to do it we'll pay you the same as we'd pay a company. Mind you, we would want a damned good job done."
I told her the rate we paid the company, which charged a flat rate per hour or part thereof, and explained it would actually be cheaper for us if she did it as we wouldn't have to pay the call out and travelling costs. Not being a total dill she asked to see the house first, so we escorted her through it while she checked it out.
Satisfied that the job needed to be done and that she could do it Maybelle agreed, offering to come back after lunch and get to work. I said that Steve and I would both be home, thanked her, and told her we'd be waiting.
As soon as she left Steve turned on me.
"Okay, we're getting our spring cleaning done and it was about due, so that's okay, but what has that got to do with us screwing her?"
"Wait and see. Not that a bit of sex is guaranteed, but we'll see how she reacts to my offer."
Maybelle turned up just after one and was ready to get down to work right away. I hopped in before she could start.
"Um, Maybelle," I said diffidently, trying to sound nervous and unsure of myself, "Steve and I were discussing you after you left earlier and he was saying what a good figure you had. I had to agree with him because you really do have an excellent figure. We finished up wondering, if we doubled your pay, would you do the cleaning in the nude?"
She blushed but also started looking thoughtful. Two or three hours paid work was a start towards her car registration, but doubling the rate would be a much better start. She stood there, chewing on her lip while she contemplated the ramifications of what I'd asked.
"If I do, you won't try anything will you? I mean, how do I know I can trust you?"
"Maybelle!" I exclaimed. "I am shocked, shocked I say, that you think we might have nefarious plans in mind. We wouldn't think of molesting you, would we Steve."
Steve hastily shook his head and I sighed.
"Still, I can understand where you're coming from," I admitted. "How about we agree that if either or both of us molest or rape you we'll double your pay once again."
"Well, I have no intention of molesting you so that sounds reasonable to me," said Steve.
Maybelle was thinking hard. At a minimum she'd double her pay. If we did get a little out of hand she stood to get her pay doubled yet again. A chance worth taking. I could see the decision on her face. I wondered if she realised that by agreeing she was effectively saying it would be alright for us to rape her as she'd agreed to compensation for it. Somehow I think that little nuance had slipped past.
"Fine," she eventually said. "I'll do it, but if either of you lay even as much as one finger on me I'm invoking the molestation clause."
"That's fine," I agreed. "We'll leave you to get undressed and get to work. Move it, Steve. You've got things to do."
I ushered Steve out of the room, noticing that she was already starting to get undressed, her face somewhat flushed.
