Maids With Benefits
Copyright© 2026 by Voloken
Chapter 29
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 29 - 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
Having made my choice, I could only watch as the Tala situation slowly developed. On Sunday we all went out to see some of the sights I hadn’t gotten to in Manila and the surrounding area, and Tala, while not outwardly flirty, had dressed more revealingly than usual and made an effort to stay close to me and touch my arms as much as she could excuse.
The other three went along with it as I’d asked them, insisting that we just let Luz keep her promise to Tala and that would be that. I was unsure Tala would keep to it myself, but I was sure that if she didn’t, it would take a while for her to act outside the set boundaries if I enforced them myself.
I didn’t need to in this instance, and through the course of the day the girls stopped cringing at the consequences of their actions and started having fun. It just took them a while to realize that I could, if reluctantly, handle it. So long as they didn’t make it worse again.
And so it went over the week as well. On Monday, we had another meeting about the Supplier Open Challenge, as marketing had decided to call it. It was mostly a rubber stamp sort of thing. Roberts was still put off. Johanson was getting the site ready and Mendoza was set to meet with representatives and politicians to sell them on it.
On Thursday, I met with Mendoza and found out that the reception to the plan had gone over better than expected. By him, anyway. It had gone exactly as planned on that account. Mrs. Gallardo had connections. Among the things I’d asked for help with was greasing the wheels with the necessary national officials. Hopefully there would be no need for her to do the second thing I asked for.
Luzon Chemical was not happy, to say the least, but given the way we presented it, they couldn’t raise a fuss without looking anti-competitive and corrupt. Our three other competitors—Cebu Synthesis Solutions, Archipelago Reagents, and Dela Cruz Industrial—were over the moon. These three were the only ones that passed muster and might be able to supply enough for our needs in the short term as they scale for a permanent contract.
Representatives for the four companies would be present during the competition week, and I was planning on probing all of them for answers. Especially whoever Luzon Chemical sent. If they were being cheated, they might know something useful.
I was also meeting with a selection of important personages on the side, to shore up my current political deficiencies. I didn’t expect most of these to have much immediate effect, but one in particular, a journalist named Gallo, might prove to be my ace in the hole, depending on how things went.
Other than that, I kept Tala working on internal audits, while Paz was focusing on studying the chemical processes used to treat silicon when making microchips.
There honestly wasn’t enough time to prepare. We’d be going in half-cocked to what I was sure was going to be a hell of a clusterfuck. Hopefully I was just paranoid and everything went fine. Private security would continue to shadow Paz and Mayu, and my detectives would continue to look into the finances of the most likely suspects.
So far, nothing too unexpected was found. Roberts had some suspicious deposits, but nothing to really nail him with. I eventually decided to have them look into the other chiefs as well, just to make sure.
Tala, meanwhile, continued acting professionally in the office throughout the week. I was most afraid that she would slip and do something she really shouldn’t, but other than keeping her appearance tidier and a few blushes whenever we accidentally touched, nothing changed.
And that brought us to Sunday, the day before Tala, Paz and I left for the Clark Freeport Zone facility. This was a day of final preparations and some fun on the side. One final misdirection had to be played on Tala for things to go perfectly. With Paz as my wingwoman, there was never a chance it would go wrong, though.
“We can just go watch two movies,” Paz said nonchalantly, taking one of my fries. “And we meet up after. It’s not like we’ll be interacting during.”
“I think it’s fine too,” Luz said between bites of her burger. “You guys should go watch your sci-fi movie. Ours is not super exciting, but it’s not every day that you can watch a classic on the big screen.”
“I’m going with D—Dedward. Edward. And Luz.” Mayu stuttered, glancing at Tala, then started stuffing her face with her ice cream.
“Are you sure...?” Tala asked again. “We could just watch ours some other time.”
“I don’t want you guys to be bored for an hour and a half,” I said. “Besides, Paz has already decided that she isn’t coming with, so if you want to go with her, it’s more than fine.”
“Ayup,” Paz said. “Sorry, but I’m not interested in the black and white stuff. Besides, we’ve been hanging out for hours. It’s not a big deal to not sit in silence together for a little bit.”
“I mean ... Okay, I guess,” Tala said. “I just didn’t want to be a party pooper.”
“It’s fine, Tala,” I said. I took a long sip out of my coke. “More than fine. We’ll meet here in the food court after, okay? Our movie is shorter by half an hour, I think?”
“Ours starts earlier,” Paz said. “I think we’ll be out at about the same time.”
“Earlier like, what, now?” I asked. “Ours is in thirty minutes.”
“Ten minutes,” Paz said, stealing one last fry and getting up. “We do have to go now.”
“Oh!” Tala yelped, jumping up from her chair. “Alright. Uh, see you guys in a couple of hours?”
“Yep.” I waved them off as they hurried up to the theater.
“So, uh...” Mayu started. “Are we ... doing the thing?”
“Yep.”
“No one’s going to be in that screening,” Luz said. “Well, maybe not no one, but very few people. They’re not very popular. The theater owner just likes to do them sometimes. This one’s a rerun from a few weeks ago. Everyone who wanted to watch it already has. Me included.”
“So he does it for no one and loses money for no reason?” Mayu asked.
“Apparently he gets a government grant for supporting the arts,” I said, finishing off my burger. “Twenty dollars is twenty dollars.”
“I guess,” Mayu said. “Well, lucky us.”
“Yep.”
The theater was indeed basically empty. We settled down in the backmost row and got comfortable as we waited for the lights to dim and the movie to start.
“What’s this movie even about?” Mayu asked, leaning over me from the right.
“It’s about a department store Santa Claus who claims he’s the real thing,” Luz explained, cozying up to my left.
“ ... what?” Mayu asked. “Wait, is this a Christmas movie? In July?”
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