Maids With Benefits
Copyright© 2026 by Voloken
Chapter 11
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 11 - Edward Sheffield took a promotion no one else wanted. Transplanted indefinitely from New England to the Philippines, he's got a struggling branch office to salvage and a whole new world to navigate. He didn't expect the help to come in the form of a bratty maid, a mechanic whose smarts are matched only by her curves, and a smoky driver with trust issues. But Manila has a way of surprising people. Especially those who think they're beyond surprises.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Restart Cousins DomSub MaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Harem Interracial White Male Oriental Female Cream Pie Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Big Breasts Small Breasts
Luz sulked on the couch, wrapped in a blanket but otherwise naked. Mayumi, still in her pantsuit, stood with her back to her cousin, arms crossed in a defensive pout. A scorched hem on the curtain was the only casualty; luckily, the rest of the room was intact. Most importantly, nobody was screaming anymore.
“I’m telling you, honey, it was my idea,” I repeated, keeping my voice level.
“I don’t care!” Luz raged, again. “She’s always getting in the way! She wants you all for herself! She always steals my things!”
“I’m not stealing shit!” Mayumi whirled around, pointing a finger at her cousin. “Edward’s a grown-ass man who makes his own grown-ass choices! It’s not my fault I have the better pussy!”
“You whore!” Luz screeched, throwing another couch cushion at Mayumi, who dodged it. “Fuck you! I saw him first!”
I sighed and retrieved the cushion once more. The argument was beginning to spiral. My hope that they’d simply tucker themselves out was proving to be wishful thinking.
“How is it my fault that you’re too much of a retard to—” Mayumi spat.
“Enough!” My voice filled the room. “Shut the fuck up. Both of you.”
Luz flinched and hid under her covers. Mayumi kicked the carpet and looked down at her feet.
“Luz, Mayumi came here to apologize,” I said, returning the cushion to its spot before sitting beside my little maid. “She didn’t mean to walk in on you again.”
Luz sobbed under the sheets. I placed a hand on her covered back.
“I know you’re frustrated, honey,” I said softly. “You have every right to be mad. But come here. Hugs.”
I slid my hand under the blanket and drew her into my side, keeping her covered. She melted against me, clutching my shirt like a lifeline and burying her face against my chest.
“I’m sorry,” she sobbed. “I’m sorry, it’s just—I can’t...”
“Shh,” I whispered. “It’s okay, honey. I know you have a hard time with stuff like this. Take your time.”
She nodded against me, choosing to remain silent for the moment.
“And Mayumi,” I said, shifting my focus to her. “I know this didn’t go like you wanted, but Luz is angry with you for a reason. This little mishap wouldn’t even register without everything else that’s looming over it. Come here.” I patted the cushion on the other side of me.
Reluctantly, she approached and sat, her posture stiff and uncharacteristically guarded.
“As soon as things started to go bad, you decided to make them worse,” I said hooking a hand around her hips to keep her from fleeing.
“I—”
“Uhp.” I cut her off. “Don’t. I’m talking now. “You’ve said some very hurtful things to Luz. Things I know you don’t mean. Apologize.”
“She also—”
“I know,” I interrupted again. “But one thing at a time. Apologize.”
She twisted away, attempting to bolt, but my grip remained steady.
“Nope, you’re not moving.”
“Let go!” She struggled against me. Enough that I actually had to exert some effort to keep her pinned to the sofa.
“I know you’re sorry, Mayumi,” I said. “Stop being difficult and apologize to Luz. I know you want to, and I know you’re too stubborn to admit it.”
Mayumi whined and thrashed for a few more seconds before the fight went out of her. She looked at me, then at the trembling heap of blankets that was Luz. Her brow furrowed, and she muttered something toward the floor.
“What was that?” I asked.
“I’m sorry,” she said, a bit louder.
“For?”
“I’m sorry, okay?!” Mayumi shouted. “I said I’m sorry.”
“For?” I repeated.
“For everything! Fuck!” She made one last desperate attempt to break away, but I caught her and hugged her tightly.
“I know you want to apologize properly, Mayumi,” I whispered. “No one’s going to judge you. Luz won’t throw it in your face or use it against you. And even if she wanted to, I wouldn’t let her. I’ll keep you safe. Tell her how you feel. For real this time.”
Mayumi looked up at me, her dark eyes brimming. She took a ragged, shuddering breath, but the dam finally broke. She threw her arms around my neck, burying her face against me as the first sob racked her body.
“I’m—I’m sorryyy,” Mayumi cried. “I didn’t—I ... I’m so—sorry! I didn’t mean to call you—” She hiccuped. “—call you names ... I’m just ... I like him so much...! From the moment he—he’s so thoughtful, I—my chest’s so tight...!”
“Let it out,” I whispered. “Don’t be afraid. I’ve got you. Cry it out.”
She wailed into my shirt as I patted her back. Luz slowly emerged from her blanket cocoon, face riven with tears, eyes puffy and nose running. She watched her distraught cousin through her own sobs.
“I—I’m sooooorryyyy,” Mayumi continued. “When—when I saw you two together I—I—I couldn’t...! I had to ... I was so afraid...! It’s been so little time, and I can’t—I can’t...! And you...! I don’t—I can’t lose him now...! I’ll do anything! Anything...! Please let me stay...”
“Mayu...” Luz whispered, voice hoarse. “Oh, Mayu...”
“Please,” Mayumi wailed. “Please, just a little—a little longer...! Just a little...”
“Oh Mayu, you dummy...” Luz said, fresh tears streaming from her eyes. “I forgive you, Mayu...” She launched herself across my lap, heedless of her nakedness, and wrapped her arms around both of us. Mayumi clung back, blinded by her sobs.
“I’m sorry too,” Luz choked. “You’re not a whore, or a traitor or anything...! I was afraid you’d take him away too ... He’s just so ... I feel like I’ve been on a leaky boat all my life, barely staying afloat ... and he’s land. Solid, stable land...” She looked at me. “I know it’s silly. I know we met like three days ago ... I know I’m a dumb idiot feeling this way...”
“Luz,” I said, caressing her head. “You’re not and idiot. Maybe a bit silly.” I gave a small, warm chuckle. “But not dumb. Maybe we need to slow down, figure things out, but I do like you a lot. And you as well, Mayumi. And Paz. I want to spend time with you guys, and get to know you better, and all that good stuff.”
“I want you to fuck me raw every day until I dieeeee—” Mayumi cried.
I laughed heartily, the sound rumbling through my chest where they both rested. “Sure, that too. Whatever you guys need that I can provide, I will. Because I like you. Because I like seeing you happy.”
“I’m sorry I’m such a biiiitch...!” Mayumi cried. “I don’t wanna be like this...!”
“Mayumi, you’re not a bitch,” I said, tucking a stray hair behind her ear.
“She is a little,” Luz said, a bit of mirth returning to ger voice. “But that’s okay. Friends forgive each other. And friends share.”
“Luuuuuz...!” Mayumi pounced on her cousin, draping the both of them awkwardly onto my lap, and started pecking Luz’s face with quick kisses.
Luz giggled, but the laughter cut off as Mayumi suddenly captured her lips, deepening the kiss. Luz’s eyes went wide, darting from her cousin’s closed lids to my face. I shrugged. Luz scrunched her face in a moment of hesitation, then shrugged it off and wrapped her arms around Mayumi, diving into the kiss with surprising enthusiasm.
I smiled, scratching Mayumi’s scalp as I watched them. Not how I expected to solve this problem, but ah, well. It was as fine an ending as I could’ve hoped for, for the girls. I wasn’t made of stone, though. With two beautiful Filipinas squirming and making out on top of me—one of them completely naked—Junior couldn’t stay still.
My cock hardened little by little into Luz’s ass until noticed and started rubbing against me. I let out a low groan, my hand tightening reflexively in Mayumi’s hair.
She broke from her kiss with Luz and whined, “Owww, Daddy!”
I relaxed my grip instantly. “Sorry, kitten.”
“Felt kinda good, though,” she said smugly.
“She still needs to be punished, though,” Luz said out of nowhere.
“What?” “Excuse me?” Mayumi and I asked simultaneously.
“She was bad,” Luz explained, looking me in the eye. “I forgive her, but she has to be punished, Master. She was bad.”
I hummed, the idea taking root. “That’s true, isn’t it?”
“No!” Mayumi protested. “No! Please, I’ll eat you out every day, Luz, please don’t kick me out ... I’m sorry!”
“No silly.” Luz giggled, reaching out to pat Mayumi’s cheek. “Not that kind of punishment. You need a spanking.”
Mayumi looked at Luz like she’d grown another head. Then she glanced at me. I offered a slow, deliberate nod, which only seemed to deepen her confusion.
“That’s just how it is around here,” I said, my hand tracing the curve of her hip. “Bad girls get punished and good girls get rewarded. You were bad, so you have to take a spanking. That’s the price of admission. You still up for it?”
Her confusion gradually melted into a bright, manic excitement as the realization clicked. She nodded aggressively, starry-eyed.
“Let’s get you out of those clothes, then,” I said. “Your panties are about soaked through.”
“Ah, shit, the rental suit!”
The suit was mostly dry, thankfully. We’d have to dry clean it anyway, but after a little insistence, Mayumi allowed me to pay for the whole thing—rental and cleaning both. It just made sense, since it was basically a business expense. I did promise a custom uniform just for her though, which got her excited for seemingly all the wrong reasons ... though the crotch zipper was an inspired idea worthy of further consideration.
Now, both girls stood naked and at attention. Mayumi kept sneaking peeks at her cousin’s peaks, but Luz stared forward unflinchingly, waiting for my command.
I settled into the club chair—the same one where I’d first disciplined Luz. My hand was basically healed, and slapping their bouncy ass cheeks directly should be considerably less painful. And it would be both of them, too. Luz may not remember it, but she owed me a tanned ass, and I would collect.
“Mayumi,” I said, my voice dropping into a low, imperious register. “Across my lap. Now.”
“Sir, yes, sir!” She practically pounced onto me, squirming until she was positioned to my satisfaction. I caught one of her cheeks in a firm grip, kneading the soft flesh possessively.
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