Maids With Benefits
Copyright© 2026 by Voloken
Chapter 33
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 33 - 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
“I’m sorry!” she screeched and tried to barrel past me.
She was too slight and small to do that, though. Half instinct and half conscious of how it would look to the hallway camera, I grabbed her in a bearhug, preventing her from running out of the room.
She melted against me, not even trying to fight my grip. In fact, she hid her face against my chest and refused to move away, even at my gentle prodding.
“Edward!?” Paz cried, startled by the sudden commotion.
“Cover up, Paz,” I said. “We have a guest.”
Once the sound of sheets rustling stopped, I escorted Tala from the bathroom to the bedroom. Paz gasped as she saw me carry the girl in.
“Tala?! What—this isn’t—”
“I’m sorry!” Tala cried again. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean...!”
“Calm down, the both of you,” I snapped, prying Tala off me and sitting her on the bed.
Her eyes were glued to me, unblinking and wide. Specifically, glued on my cock. There wasn’t really much I could do about it. Honestly, I wasn’t even the one who should feel bad. She was the one who barged in!
“Tala, I’ll not insult your intelligence,” I said, turning around with a sigh. “This is obviously what it looks like. There’s more to it, of course, but it’ll never not be what it is.”
I waited for a beat to see if Paz was going to want to add anything, but she didn’t. Tala neither moved nor spoke. I just ran a hand through my hair in exasperation.
“Let’s get something out of the way first,” I said, turning to face them again. “What possessed you to—”
Tala quickly shucked her shirt, revealing that she was indeed wearing nothing at all under it. Her whole upper body was flushed, and she breathed hard, trying but failing to say ... something.
“What are you—”
“It’s not fair!” she screamed. “I know ... I know you’re engaged to Luz. But I’m not an idiot!” She jumped to her feet, her tits jiggling from the sudden movement. “I knew—I knew you were fucking the girls too. It was just ... the way they looked at you, the way they touched you, that you touched them...! So I asked Luz, and she basically confirmed it! But she said I couldn’t touch. Why? Why can I not? When the others can? Why am I different?”
Alright, this was ... an unexpected development. ‘Mad she hadn’t been invited into the polycule’ was very much not my bingo card for how Tala might be feeling.
“I know I’m not as sexy as them! I know I’m a bit plain! But I’m not ugly, I’m not boring, I—”
“HR,” I said, cutting her off.
“I know—what?”
“HR. I didn’t want to jeopardize either of our careers.”
“I ... that’s it?” She visibly deflated, all the fight leaving her. “I’ve been learning makeup, and fashion, and how to cook, and ... and ... it was HR?! I know you employ Paz and Mayu! You pay them! Weekly! With a real check! I’ve seen it!”
“I mean, fucking them is also not the smartest thing I do,” I admitted. “But our relationship is direct. The company isn’t involved, so they don’t care. If we—the two of us—got together, you might be able to sue them. They wouldn’t like that, so if we’re discovered, it’s a lot worse for everyone.”
Her legs gave out from under her, and she flopped onto the floor ass first. “Then I’ll quit, I—”
“You won’t be doing that,” I said, kneeling down to her level. “Listen to me. This next six months will be very important for your career. You’re gonna ace them, and I’m gonna gild your CV. Everyone’s going to want you and—”
“I want you!” she cried. “You’re smart. You’re nice. You’re strong. You make Luz squeal like a banshee every night. You appreciate me. You give me real work. You help me when you don’t have to.” She was huffing again, almost hyperventilating. “I know I’m good enough for you. I can look pretty! I can dress nice! I can do whatever work you give me! You can use my pussy, my ass, my mouth! Whatever you want! And then you’ll hug me, and kiss me, and tell me I’m great.”
“I, uuuh...” I ... definitely wasn’t ready for this. “You’re very ... self-aware, I suppose.”
“I know what I want,” she said. “I know exactly who I am. I want to be pampered and hugged and squeezed and loved. I want an older, hot guy to call me princess and kiss me and carry me around in his strong arms and buy me stuff and fill up all my holes every night!”
“We have a rotation, actually,” Paz said, piping up for the first time in a while.
“Whatever!” Tala whined. “I can share, it’s fine. I don’t want some other rich white guy. I want you! It’s not just that you’re my type. You’re kind and mature and loving. I’m not gonna roll the dice when I have exactly what I want in front of me already. And before you say anything, I know I have daddy issues! I just don’t give a fuck.”
Jesus, I knew she was a bit of a firebrand, but she usually refrained from unleashing her full power. I was partly to blame for this regardless. I obviously should’ve had this conversation before, instead of being a greedy idiot about it.
“Tala, I understand—well, sort of understand.” I scratched my chin. “Kind of. But this ... thing I have with the girls. It’s not ... just that. We do love each other and—”
“Do you not like me?”
“I do, but—”
“That’s halfway there,” she snapped. “I like you too! Now we just have to live together—Oh wait, check, we do! And be comfortable around each oth—Huh, it seems like we’re having a conversation naked! That has to count. We should also be able to have serious conversations—you get what I’m going for, I’m sure.”
“That’s not—”
“Paz!” Tala shouted, spinning around to look at the mestiza. “I like you too. Do you like me?”
“Yeah?” Paz said.
“Wanna fuck sometime?”
“Sure.”
“Great!” Tala said. “Me too! Call Mayu and Luz for me, please.”
Paz grabbed her phone from the nightstand and started to dial.
“Now, wait a minute—”
“Hi babe!” Mayu’s voice came from the speaker. “Looking sexy tonight. You fuck him good?”
“Sorta,” Paz said. “Tala wants to talk to you.”
“What?”
Paz turned the phone toward us. Mayu’s image was on screen, and I’m sure she now saw us naked on the floor.
“What the fuck?”
“Hey Mayu,” Tala said with a little wave. “Wanna fuck sometime?”
“Hell yeah!” Mayu shouted with a fist pump. “I thought you weren’t joining until after though.”
“There’s been a change of plans,” Tala continued. “Is Luz with you?”
“Uuuh, one sec,” Mayu said, getting up from wherever she was and starting to walk around. “She was in the kitchen, I think.”
At this point, I could only watch. Honestly, I was kind of impressed? Tala had been a lot meeker lately. Probably bottling things up, and she just blew tonight.
“Luz!” Mayu shouted. “Tala wants to talk.”
“—at about?” Luz’s voice was recognizable even from the distance.
“I wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise.”
“Does she want to fuck Edward?” Luz showed up on screen, with her apron on. It looked like she was cooking dinner. “Hi—Tala...? You’re naked. Hello, Edward. What’s up?”
“Wanna fuck sometime?” Tala asked.
“I think I’m missing some context here...” Luz said, frowning slightly. “But I can guess.” She grinned. “Yes, you can join. We were hoping you would. Edward is just stubborn sometimes.”
“Great! Thanks so much!” Tala said. “But ... do you not want to fuck? I guess we don’t have to, but...”
“I like it more when Edward’s involved, but if that’s okay...”
“That was the idea!” Tala said, swaying happily. “I don’t mind pussy, but dick’s my favorite!”
“Then yeah, sure!” Luz smiled angelically. “If Master is still being stubborn, fuck him. He’ll turn right around after he cums inside you. And make sure the first one’s inside! He loves cream pies.”
“Hey—”
“Okay!” Tala said, interrupting me. “Thanks for the advice! So, one last thing ... do you guys all call him something different?”
“I call him Master, Mayu calls him Daddy, and Paz calls him Sir.”
“Damn, Daddy’s taken...” Tala cursed.
“We can totally share, my sister from another mister!” Mayu piped up.
“No, I want my own ... Hmm...” She bit her tongue in thought, as she usually did when trying to figure something out. “How about ... My Lord? It’s a bit antiquated and kind of a mouthful, but I’m a fan. Do we get to pick what he calls us, too?”
I was starting to feel a bit neglected here.
“I don’t think any of us has a definitive pet name,” Paz said. “He likes to call us all honey, or dear, or sweetie. I guess Mayu’s kitten sometimes, when she’s being cheeky.”
“But I want to be Princess, though...” Tala whined.
“Oh, Princess and My Lord,” Luz said. “I like the theme.”
“Nice!” Mayu said. “I’m cool with whatever though.”
Luz nodded. “Master, you can keep calling me whatever you want.”
“Can I be Cumdump?” Paz asked.
“Vetoed,” I said flatly.
“Awww...”
Tala turned back to face me. “But I can be Princess, right?”
I groaned. “Fine. Yes, princess, you can.”
“Yay!”
“What about Painslut?” Paz insisted.
“Vetoed.”
“Booooo.”
“Alright, that’s enough,” I said. “Fine, Tala. You win. We’ll have to be very careful until you’re ready to quit. Do you understand?”
“We’ve lived together for weeks and they haven’t noticed anything,” Tala said dismissively. “You’re blowing this way out of proportion, Edward.”
My eyebrow twitched. There was only so much abuse a man could take.
“Oh, you’re fucked,” Mayu said. Well spotted by her.
Tala turned towards the phone. “What—”
I rose suddenly, picking a squealing Tala up by the armpits and throwing her face down onto the bed. Before she could react, I slapped her ass, hard.
She yelped, squirming away from me. I followed, pouncing on her freshly showered ass mouth first. Licking and poking and prodding and pinching her asshole, pussy and clit, I pushed her further up the bed as Paz vacated to the side, still sharing video with the others.
Tala moaned and whined, getting wetter by the second. She squirmed and crawled until she reached the headboard and had nowhere else to go. I redoubled my efforts, lashing with tongue and caressing with hand. She was ready for the main course.
I roughly grabbed her hips and twisted her around to face me. She squeaked as I lay her on her back and advanced to slap my engorged dick down on her hairless mons. She moaned, eyes half-lidded and locked on Junior.
I slid my cock back and forth as Tala whined needily.
“Edward—Edward, please...” she moaned.
“That’s not what you call me,” I said.
“My Lord,” she cried. “Please, please, My Lord ... Fuck your princess slut ... She’s waited so long...”
I continued my movement, unphased by her pleas. “You need to learn respect.” I slapped her tits, eliciting another cry from her lips. “Don’t you think so?”
“Yes...!” she gasped. “Teach me...! Teach—”
I slapped her tits again. She sucked in air through her teeth with a hiss.
“Politeness is vital to a princess.”
“Please, My Lord,” Tala gasped. “Please, take pity and teach this slut manners...!”
I raised my hand as if to slap her again, causing Tala to close her eyes instinctively. I slowed down to a halt just before reaching her breasts, and I caressed her nipples gently.
“Good girl,” I said.
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