Maids With Benefits
Copyright© 2026 by Voloken
Chapter 36
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 36 - 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 woke up slowly, gently from what I thought must have been a good dream, though I didn’t remember it. As was usually the case, I was the first one up. Softness was all around me. A great mattress, silky sheets, Paz and Tala hugged their bountiful breasts to my sides, while Luz and Mayu pressed themselves against each of them in turn.
The Alaskan was barely enough to hold all of us in a line, but it did its job. I didn’t think I’d be able to buy a bigger bed unless I had it custom made. I probably would eventually.
After enjoying the warmth and presence of my girls, I carefully disentangled myself from them to go about my business, something which caused no small amount of whining as they all grumbled and went back to sleep.
A quick bite and a run had me at the gym, and when I returned home nearly an hour later the apartment had come to life. Well, mostly.
Tala and Paz were talking over coffee, while Mayu tried not to topple out of her chair as her eyes fluttered tiredly. Luz, as ever, helmed the kitchen. She was done with breakfast and had started to wipe down the counter after serving the girls and setting my plate inside the microwave, so it didn’t get too cold.
I came up to each of them in turn, greeting and kissing them. I slapped Mayu’s ass on the way, to help her wake up, and positioned myself behind Luz.
“Hello, my gorgeous fiancée,” I whispered, snaking my hands around to caress her breasts. “I need your help...”
“You’re so needy in the morning, Master.” She giggled as I pulled up her skirt. “Please, use me as you wish.”
She let out sultry moans when I pulled my cock over the band of my shorts and shifted her panties to the side, quickly burying myself in her folds.
After the last few months, the others were used to how horny I was after gym. They barely even glanced our way as Luz grunted with my every thrust.
“Mama said...” Luz grunted. “ ... said she wanted to talk about the venue today...”
“I thought it was—uhn—decided already?”
“You know how she is...” She moaned. “You might have to convince her not to change her mind again. Tell her I like the Crowne Plaza. I tried, but she only—ah!—listens to you...”
I grunted, burying myself deep into Luz and unloading my cum. She bucked forward as the tidal wave hit her, leading to her own light orgasm.
“I love your mother, honey,” I said, panting, “but God I wish she was less...”
“Stubborn...? Meddlesome?” Luz giggled through her own heavy breathing. “Yeah, I get it.”
“I’ll talk to her.” I slapped Luz’s ass and plopped myself out of her pussy. “Thanks for the quickie. I promise I’ll make tonight’s session extra long.”
“It’s fine,” she said with a shy smile. “But I won’t say no to that offer.”
I winked at her and left the living room for my bathroom. After that detour, I showered, ate breakfast with the girls and we left for work, Mayu driving me in the Phantom while Paz and Tala went in the Kia.
Work went as usual. After Pete and I managed to save the branch from complete collapse with our little heroic narrative, things had gone more or less as well as could be expected.
The HQ was gutted after the incident, but we had temporary replacements sent from the main branch as we slowly worked to find a more permanent solution. A lot of Heads were implicated in the corruption scandal that followed, and even some low-level government officials got caught up in the net. But, as Pete predicted, nobody important got arrested.
Only patsies and scapegoats, as was usual in such things. I wasn’t satisfied with that, but I could do little but live with it until the next opportunity to act showed itself. Maybe the mastermind would just cut and run, but people that did things like this were a prideful bunch. I doubted whoever it was would just leave me with the last word.
Nothing had happened so far, though, and I doubted it would happen soon. So, for now, I just kept on keeping on. I had other things to worry about, like an overzealous mother-in-law.
“ ... but Marriott is closer to airport, and all your people coming from outside!” Mrs. Gallardo insisted.
“I appreciate you thinking of my guests, Rosita, but we picked the Crowne Plaza for a reason,” I said, trying to soothe her. “Luz likes it, and the ballroom is amazing.”
“But director is asshole,” she said. “I know him, he bad at job.”
“That’s what you said about the Fairmont,” I said with a sigh. “Even if that one has a few issues, we can’t change the venue now. We have three months, and the Crowne Plaza is available. I’m going to lock it in this week and we’ll have to make the best of it.”
“You so stubborn, Edward!” she complained. “I just want Luz to have best wedding.”
“I understand, Rosita,” I said. “That’s what I want too. And for that to happen, we have to lock in our plans and commit to the location so we can start working on everything else. Because someone decided the date of the wedding without consulting us.”
“Don’t you get cocky with me, boy!” Mrs. Gallardo raged. “I do best for family! Save your ass from fire! Ungrateful brat.”
“I am grateful, Rosita.” I sighed again. God she was being difficult for no reason. “We all are. But you have to understand that this is Luz’s big day. We can offer our help, and we should, but we shouldn’t push her. She was aware of all her choices. She toured every candidate. And she chose the Crowne Plaza. It will be the Crowne Plaza and that’s final.”
“Bah, nobody appreciate me.”
“We do appreciate you, Rosita. Your suggestions and insight have been very helpful. But the perfect is the enemy of the great.” And suddenly I had a great idea for a misdirection. Sorry, Luz. “Luz actually wanted your input on the guest list. We have it mostly locked in, but she wanted to know if she didn’t forget anyone.”
“Oh!” I could hear Rosita perk up. “I thought you never ask! I call her right now!”
“She’s busy—”
She hung up on me. Well. I did get her to stop fretting over the venue. Mission accomplished. Sorry again, Luz.
Other than the battle with Mrs. Gallardo, the morning went great. By noon, I went out to eat with Mayu, as we usually did. We went to an Indian place nearby and chatted about nothing in particular.
Spending time with Mayu was great for decompression. It helped that she looked so sexy in her new, custom outfit. It was tighter than the rented one in all the right ways while still being professional. Though that wasn’t the best feature.
“ ... and then she sneezed!” Mayu finished telling her story.
“Into your mouth?”
“Yes!” she said, giggling.
I chuckled. “Nasty.”
“I got sick as a dog after, but it was so worth it.”
“I can imagine.” I shook my head, smiling. “I guess you win. Your story is way worse.”
“Hell yeah!” She pumped her fist. “Waiter, check!”
We quickly left the restaurant, as Mayu was eager to claim her prize, and got into the Phantom. She drove to our usual secluded spot and popped her seatbelt while activating the full window tinting. I adjusted my seat so it became a pseudo-bed and undid my belt, freeing my cock.
She won today’s game, so she got to be on top. Mayu teased a bit, tracing her curves over her clothes with a ravenous smile, then opened the hidden zipper under her fake breast pocket, revealing a direct opening to her nipple.
She teased and pinched it as she straddled me, finally placing it on my mouth for me to suck. She moaned, struggling to undo the hidden zipper on her crotch. When she finally managed it, she immediately lined my cock up to her pussy and pushed down, letting out a relieved sigh.
“Someone was eager,” I teased. “Couldn’t wait anymore, huh?”
“This shit is addicting, Daddy,” she whined, slowly bouncing on my dick. “Every single day, at twelve-forty-five on the dot, my pussy floods and I get so horny.” She moaned, speeding up. “It’s all your fault.”
I pinched her exposed nipple. She cried out in pleasure, now bouncing as quickly as she could.
“You’re the one who insisted, kitten,” I said, grinning. “You wanted to be my ‘little car slut,’ as I recall you called it. Now you are. Aren’t you happy?”
“I’m so—fuck—so happy, Daddy...” She couldn’t stop now if she wanted to. “I’m only sad because I can’t bounce on your dick all day every day.”
“Sharing is important, kitten,” I growled, grabbing her by the nape and pulling her into a kiss.
I started to thrust in rhythm with her bouncing. I slid deep inside her effortlessly, her pussy now molded to take my whole dick tightly but painlessly.
Eventually, she cried out, and once more I was thankful for the car’s decent sound insulation. I came inside her, flooding her pussy as she shivered in my arms, then went limp.
“Satisfied?” I asked, huffing.
“For now...” she groaned with satisfaction.
We headed briefly to Paz’s office so I could instruct her on what I needed from her this afternoon, then it was back to HQ with Tala in tow.
We’d long finished our internal audit but work never ended. There was always something, especially with the promised opening of yet another facility in the Philippines as a goodwill PR move to the locals after the whole drama that unfolded and made TI look bad.
It was to start operations in two years, but for that to happen, a lot of ground had to be covered now. We were also mending fences with previous good suppliers that had been shunned by companies which were now under investigation and heavy scrutiny.
Things were going to be bad for a while, but we were already starting to see a turnaround. If I could keep the ship steady, we’d make it out of the turbulent waters.
To wit, that was why Mendoza was in my office right now. A brand-new personal office, mind. I always hated those open-floor, window-wall abominations. So ... I stole a cushy, out-of-the-way room with real walls to do most of my paperwork and kept the zoo exhibit room for most meetings and such.
Mendoza was only in my work room because he was allergic to schedules.
“The land acquisition is done, then?” he asked.
“Yes, and we have all the permits in order,” I answered. “We fast-tracked a lot of things because of the size of the promised investment.”
“Alright.” He put a sheath of papers down on my desk. “Business intelligence had a bunch of new metrics for us. I figured you’d want the full report, but there’s also going to be a meeting on this where they present the most salient points. We’re gonna keep pushing the long-term employment, good pay and good benefits buttons.”
“And the university deals?”
“Those too,” he confirmed. “We’ve actually got some of the ads for those filming next week. I’ll forward the cuts when they’re ready.”
“Then we’re sailing smooth,” I said, grabbing the report. “I’ll go through these and—agh!” I winced.
“You alright?” Mendoza asked, concerned.