The boss comes back

“I’m home…!” Uh-oh. That was her boss! Claire yelped and made her decision. She ran to her hiding place and curled herself up into a little ball of sweat and nerves. “What the hell happened here? Luna! What did you do?”

A regal woman dressed in the finest business attire entered the mansion. She looked remarkably like her daughter, but with some grey hairs, and a few more crinkles.

“I didn’t do anything!” Luna excused herself, entering the living room with her defenses already up. “Someone broke into our house!”

“Hi, miss Sol!” Luna’s friends timidly followed their leader into the living room and waved at her.

Sol’s stern face turned into a warm grin as she addressed her daughter’s friends. “Hi girls, how are you doing? I hope my daughter at least invited you something to drink while you were trashing my home!” The kind façade didn’t last long, the woman was furious.

“I told you, we didn’t do anything! Someone broke in!”

“Really? And what did this interloper steal, hmm?”

“N-nothing… that we know of.”

“So we had an intruder that didn’t pick the lock, break any windows, or trip any alarms? He just wanted to make a mess out of my living room?”

“It’s a she actually, and yes! We all just saw her! Right girls?” The group agreed with their leader, but Sol remained unconvinced. The woman sighed, pulled her phone out of her bag, and dialed a number.

“Soon as Claire cleans this up, I’ll get to the bottom of this, believe you me, young lady. I can’t concentrate with my house looking like a hobo camp.”

“I already tried to call Claire, but she isn’t picking-”

“Eeeep!” Someone yelled from deeper into the house. “Not funny girls. Who was trying to spy on us with their ph-” Sophie and her friend angrily stomped into the room. They were wet, naked, and carrying a ringing phone. As soon as they saw their audience, they both yelped and hugged each other for cover. “H-hi Miss S, long time no see! We were just ...checking the Jacuzzi for intruders. Good news, there are none!”

Sol narrowed her eyes. “That’s Claire’s phone. What was it doing near the Jacuzzi?”

“Maybe the intruder tried to kidnap her? Would explain why she isn’t here yet.”

“That sounds serious,” Sophie said. “So if you’ll excuse us, we’ll go back to the Jacuzzi to pick our clothes-”

“You two will stay right where you are until we sort this out.”

“Yikes, yes ma’am.” With a dejected look, the two naked girls kept their embrace; their chests pressed together, their legs slightly raised to try and hide their interlocking crotches. All their peers (except Luna) were snickering at their display.

“What a mess. The house is destroyed, my maid is missing, and these two lovebirds were making out in my new Jacuzzi…”

“We weren’t-“

“Shut it. Is there another catastrophe I don’t know about? More mayhem and destruction of my property? Another woman frolicking about my home without clothes?” Sol sat on the piano bench and accidentally pressed her elbows on the keys. The instrument played a note, and a faint squeal followed it soon thereafter.

Uh-oh. Did they hear that? Claire looked up to see her boss looking down at her, along with a whole peanut gallery of scandalized rich girls. Yikes, yes they did.

Claire had climbed on the back of the Piano and was hiding under the open lid. The naked woman’s stared back at the group with a face full of terror and dread. “H-h-hey boss, how was your flight?”

“Terrible.”

“Claire? You are the intruder!?” Luna asked.

“Yeah, she is! I recognize that ass anywhere!” chipped in Eve. Claire’s heart all but stopped. This was the worst-case scenario. Her mouth hung open in silence as she was too stupefied to respond.

“You are fired,” Sol said.

“Wait, wait! Please don’t fire me! I need this job, let me explain!”

“Ok, explain,” Sol replied. Claire was trapped with no way out, might as well tell the truth. And so, the naked woman sat uptight, crossed her legs, and somehow managed to explain her ordeal in excruciatingly embarrassing detail. The group of girls was very amused with the story. Sol and Luna, not so much.

“I see... You are still fired.”

“B-b-but please! I’ll clean this all up, I promise! I really, really need this job. Is what I did really that bad? Is it that different from the time your daughter threw a party behind your back when you left for an emergency meeting last Christmas?”

“It’s not worse, but she is my daughter! I can’t fire her! You are not family, and honestly, I’m doing you a favor! I should call the police for what you did!”

“Y-you can’t be that cold after all I did for you! Remember when you called me at 3 AM and I came immediately to iron your suit before your emergency meeting with the Governor? And Luna, when your mom forbade you from going to the frat party with that Adrian kid? Who covered for you and told your mother that you were too sick to leave your room while you escaped out the window? I even packed you breakfast and a fresh pair of underwear!”

“Luna, you did what?! I specifically forbade you from seeing that id-”

“Hehe, not important!” Luna quickly hugged her mother’s arm. “I think Claire has a point, mom. She is almost family! We can’t throw her out like that.”

“What the hell are you talking about? You don’t even know her last name! Don’t try to distract me, young lady, I will still punish you for going out with-”

“Exactly my point! Claire is family, she deserves our forgiveness… after you give her one of your famous punishments. I have an idea …” Luna pulled her mom aside and whispered something to her ear. Claire didn’t know what it was, and she didn’t like the look that the woman was giving her, but at least it would not get her fired!

“Ok, fine. I reconsidered. I will not fire you, but you will clean this house immediately, got it? I want it looking like new before lunch.”

“R-really? Thanks, ma’am, you won’t regret it! … Can I go fetch my clothes before I start?”

“No, you will work as you are.” Claire was crestfallen, but that was somewhat expected. Sol enjoyed her ironic punishments, at least when it came to disciplining her daughter. Maybe this was a good sign? Maybe she did think of Claire as family? Still, compared to how she had punished her daugther in the past, Claire was practically getting scot free.

“And one more thing. I’m throwing a party tomorrow, if you want to keep working here you will come and help us attend to the guests wearing a …special uniform that I have in mind, is that understood?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Claire gulped. There was the catch, she didn’t like where this was going.