My honest maid
by dwb
My apartment in Thailand is nice. Ocean view, daily maid service, modern furnished room, swimming pool, and so on. My maid knocks on the door every day around 2pm. If I ignore her she will come in and see I am there and she’ll ask if I want her to clean to the room. Most days I will get out of bed and tell her only to give me clean towels.
Today she knocked on the door and walked in. She did this because yesterday I told her to clean the room today… so here she is.
I’m in bed recovering from an all nighter with one of my favorite whores and a 50mg pill of Penegra (generic Viagra). I shot 4 loads in her and to be honest, that did me in. I’m not as young as I used to be.
So the maid comes in, cleans the bathroom and then comes into my room where either A) she did not see me, or B) she is the dumbest cunt in the world. All the while, I’m laying in bed watching her. She notices my shorts, picked them up and goes for the pocket, taking out my cash and begins to count it.
I make a “ah-hem” sound and she panics, quickly putting it back, saying she is sorry.
At this point I get out of bed and start to get dressed. She continues with the “sorry” routine and that she was counting the money to make sure it was all there. Yea, you read that right. I then told her I was going to speak to the building owner and she starts grabbing at my cock, offering her body and services to me.
After last night, my body is spent but due to whatever leftover Penegra in my system, I’m at 82% wood from the grab ass she is playing. So I did what any guy would do, I dropped my boxers and let her go to work.
It was a shitty BJ, but what am I to expect, she is a maid. Only now she is a maid with my sperm in her mouth.
When she was done, I walked down and got the owner anyway. Now the maid is in full panic mode and begins to tell the owner why she was counting my money, to make sure it was all there. A noble story, but I had to explain to the Thai owner that there is no way the maid would even know how much I had in the first place. If you can’t tell by now, logic doesn’t play a large role in Thai society.
This conversation went back and forth for 30 minutes and neither of them could comprehend what I was saying or the logic behind it all. Then, the owner had the audacity to ask me why I did not keep my money in the safe.
So now I’m getting nowhere and it has turned from my maid being a thief to her looking out for me, and it’s all my fault for not keeping my money in the room safe. Thai logic. What did I expect?
I took all the spare keys to the room, and am having the locks changed. The maids now have new rules for my room. Unless there is a waterfall from the room above or fire in my room, nobody, and I mean NOBODY comes in when I am not there. Anyone I catch in the room will get their ass kicked… man, woman or child. This they understood and quickly handed me all the key copies.
The moral of this story would be, never trust your maid.