Settling in.

Rosa took the bags upstairs and left them in the bedroom then went back down and headed into the living room and over to the built-in bar. She took down a glass and then a napkin and wipe the glass free of smears and then placed the crystal glass on the silver tray. She then took a bottle of chilled white chardonnay and poured the contents into the glass. The bottle of wine was expensive like everything in the mansion was expensive. She took the tray over and placed the glass on the small side table next to the sofa. “Will there be anything else Ms Samuels.?”

Charlotte looked up at Rosa scanning her five feet five-inch body taking in her smaller but nonetheless impressive thirty-six d breast beneath the black maid smock. Her eyes trailed down to see Rosa’s legs encased in forty denier black pantyhose and black flat shoes. She then travelled back up and took in the jet black hair beneath the white maid's band and then looked into Rosa’s brown eyes. “No that will be all, for now, you can go unpack my stuff and put them away". “Yes Ms Samuels” replied Rosa and then she left and went back upstairs while Charlotte relaxed and drank her wine while undoing the top three buttons on her blouse.

She was looking forward to harassing Rosa and hoped she would then hand in her notice. It was a pain in the neck that she could not fire the Mexican maid but she remembered the will and if she did fire her then she would lose all those millions. Charlotte. Charlotte’s plan was simple and she could not wait to put it into operation fully. She was disturbed from her thought’s by Rosa coming into the lounge and asking if she wanted dinner. Charlotte told her that she would eat at eight o’clock she was going upstairs to rest. Charlotte went upstairs and into her bedroom closing the door behind her. She slipped out of her blouse and skirt and kicked her shoes off leaving her in just her lingerie. Charlotte lay on top of the bed and closed her eyes and was soon asleep.