Maid

You open the door to see a young woman dressed smart casual and holding a paper in her hands.

"Uhh, is this the Doe's house? I'm here about the ad you put out. You said you were looking for a maid to work at your house?" The maid said hesitatingly. She was very young, in her early twenties and looked like she just graduated highschool. She had B-cup breasts and a cute, pixie-like face. Her black hair was tied back in a sinple ponytail and she was dressed simply in a modest T-shirt and jeans.

"Yes, this is the Doe's place. I put that ad out a week ago. Are you interested in the job?" You queried. She was certainly cute, There was no denying that. You certainly wouldn't mind some eye candy like this working around the house for you.

"Well, you see," she started, before hesitating. "I haven't had a job for a while. I lost my last relative, my aunt who raised me last year to a heart attack and the money she left me only kept me fed for so long as she wasn't well off. I was going to run out of money this month, so I decided to pack up and start job hunting. My last job experience wasn't good either. The person who hired me give me all the jobs he didn't want to do in the office, and it was a very male oriented job place so no one listened to my complaints or requests to be moved. I didn't really mind the looking or the touching so much, but I wanted to be able to move up and earn a decent salary." She explained.

I nodded. "I see. Come in first. We can talk about things in the living room." She smiled at me gratefully and I smiled back. I wanted her to feel comfortable before I started proposing the details of my contract.

"To start with," I said, once we were seated, "What's your name?"

"Lucy, sir." The girl replied.

"Alright Lucy." I said. "First, what do you expect to be doing in this job?"

Lucy thought for a moment. "Doing the cleaning up around the house. Probably sweeping, mopping, maybe the laundry? I know a lot of people I've met don't like doing that. Dusting and wiping, probably a whole long list to be honest." She replied. "And yes sir, I can do all of that."

"Good, that makes things simple. Next question, what salary do you expect, and what salary would you like?" I asked. Lucy's face lit for a moment before she controlled herself and cautiously answered me.

"I would hope for maybe a hundred a day, but I suppose you would probably only pay me 20 a day." Lucy said.

"Well, then Lucy. What if I offered you a room here? You said you were staying somewhere else and paying rent right? I could offer you a place to stay if you'd like, that would free up your expenses a little more."

Lucy beamed at me. "You would? That would help out so much. Thank you! But what would I have to do in return?" She asked.

"Well, here's my proposal. Aside from cleaning, you and I will take turns to cook. As far as I'm concerned, I might be hiring you to clean, but that doesn't mean you're less of a person. I will pay you 100 a day, and in return I want you to talk to me so I can get to know you and treat me like a person. Is that okay?" I asked Lucy.

"You, you would really do that?" She asked. I smiled back. There was more yet.

"Not all employers are that cruel Lucy. I hope you learn that. Oh, I do have one request I hope you'll agree to." I gave her a questioning look that I hoped would prompt her to agree without hearing it as she should after my work offer.

"Of course! Anything! Anything at all." I smiled. It worked.

"Working here will have certain terms I will explain later. I'll explain my request later. It's rather something I don't want to put out publicly, if you understand. Otherwise, if you are happy with my terms, I'll get a quick contract from my study right now. Excuse me."