Maids With Benefits
Copyright© 2026 by Voloken
Chapter 5
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - 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
We made the rest of the trip in silence, other than when Luz asked me to drive around a block. She explained that it was so we’d arrive at where Mayumi was waiting from the north, which was the direction of the zoo. Either Luz or Mayumi was incredibly paranoid. Probably both.
I did as she asked, though, and we found Mayumi waiting on a street corner. She was wearing an oversized zip-up black hoodie that covered her hips and flip-flops. Her hood was down, so I could see her long bleach-blonde hair with black roots swaying in the wind. Her skin was a healthy brown, much like Luz, though she was a bit taller than my provisional maid. Not as tall as Paz, though.
I parked next to her, and Luz popped her head out of the rear window on the driver’s side.
“Hi!” she said. “Get in!”
Mayumi gave the car a once-over before saying anything. Her eyes traced the long scratch along the chassis before she made her way around the car and getting into the passenger’s seat.
“Hey!” Luz complained. “Don’t ignore me!”
Once seated next to me, Mayumi turned her examining gaze at yours truly. From this close, I could see that she wore several ear piercings, five on her right ear and two on her left, a ring piercing on her left eyebrow, a rhinestone on her right nostril, and another ring piercing on the left side of her lower lip.
Her makeup was thick and black, with heavy mascara, sharp eyeshadow and black lipstick. Lower down, I saw her hoodie was stamped with some kind of indecipherable metal band logo.
“Edward, that’s my cousin Mayumi,” Luz said, popping up from between the front seats. “Mayumi, this is Edward.”
“Pleasure,” I said.
Mayumi hummed. “Just Edward?”
I raised an eyebrow at that, only to see Luz go red as a traffic light and hide her face.
“I’m her boss,” I said, maybe a bit too quickly. “For now, anyway.”
“Ooooh,” Mayumi teased. “Trouble in paradise? You scratch Daddy’s car, Lulu?” She threw me a shit-eating grin. “Good taste, by the way.”
Before I could protest, she continued, “I mean the car, but the girl too, I guess.” Luz squirmed in the back seat in embarrassment. “Rolls-Royce Phantom, right? Eighth generation? It purrs like a V12 anyway. Too bad about the driver.”
I rolled my eyes.
“It was my fault, Mayu!” Luz said. “Edward wouldn’t have crashed otherwise...”
“I was driving, Luz,” I said. “It’s all on me. I should’ve stopped you.”
“Oof, roadhead gone wrong? Always such a bummer,” Mayumi said.
“I—It wasn’t—”
“So,” I said, turning to Mayumi. “You need to pick anything up at home or...?”
“Nah, I’m good.”
She had nothing with her, which was odd if she was planning on moving to the Gallardos’ home.
“No clothes? No makeup?”
“It’s all right,” she said with a groan. “I’ll just borrow Luz’s stuff.”
“No!” Luz piped up from the back. “Last time you used all the black in my kit!”
“We really should grab your things it you’re not planning on coming back,” I insisted. I wasn’t making this trip again if I could help it.
“Ugh, fine, Daddy,” she said. “Grab the next left. I’ll guide you to the house.”
She gave a few terse directions and soon enough, I pulled up in front of a rather dilapidated home. It was big, sure, but it had seen better times.
“Here?” I asked, setting the car to park.
“Yep,” Mayumi said. She didn’t move to exit, even though the car was already stopped.
“We can grab your stuff,” Luz said. Mayumi looked out her window, away from the house. “We can grab her stuff,” Luz repeated, this time to me. She was giving me that pleading look she liked so much.
I sighed. “Sure. Keep an eye on the car, Mayumi.”
Mayumi grunted. Luz and I exited, leaving Mayumi messing with the radio. I locked the doors, just in case. It didn’t look like a good neighborhood.
“Let’s be quick about this,” I said, knocking on the door. “All of this is getting way out of hand.”
“I’m sorry!” Luz said for the umpteenth time.
“It’s fine. Well, not really. But it will be. Let’s just—”
The door opened to reveal a small Filipina woman, roughly my age, who eyed me with suspicion before her gaze softened at the sight of Luz behind me. She said something to Luz in Tagalog, and she responded in the same language.
The woman got more upset as the conversation went on, until Luz grabbed the back of my shirt for comfort. The woman relented eventually and welcomed us in.
The house was no better inside than out. It was tidy enough but clearly falling apart. There was no scrubbing away water damage or broken tiles.
“We need to grab what we can and leave quick,” Luz whispered. “Some extended family are coming over soon. Apparently, they’re gonna have an intervention for Uncle Crisanto. Again. Assuming he gets out of jail.”
“And? Why would they try to stop us?”
“It would be harder for me to leave,” she said. “I’m extended family.”
Ah. And she’d be expected to help with the intervention.
“Aunt Ami’s only letting us get some stuff because she kicked Mayumi out and wants her to stay away.”
“I thought you said she left home?”
“That’s what she told me.”
I hummed. Mayumi’s room was small, messy, and apparently shared. Luz pointed me to her closet while she raided the bathroom. The closet was shared as well, but Mayumi’s share was easy enough to identify. I grabbed everything black and closed the doors. I was about to leave when I saw a small black something poking out from under the bed.
A diary. Written in English, too. A quick look confirmed it was Mayumi’s. So I swiped it, as one does. Luz joined me with a jingling plastic bag. Jewelry and amenities, I figured.
The woman, ‘Aunt Ami’, insisted on examining everything we had on us before she let us leave. I presented the clothes I’d picked up, but hid the diary. Just in case. She did pick out a few of the trinkets Luz had gathered. Luz complained, but ultimately gave in. We didn’t linger.
“Well, that was awkward,” I said.
“I’m sorry!” Luz squeaked. “I didn’t think she’d be such a bitch. I guess wicked stepmothers are real, though.”
I hummed in agreement. It made more sense for Mayumi to have been kicked out by her stepmother. But why now? A fight over her father’s behavior, maybe?
When I opened the back door of the car, a wall of heavy metal hit me. The radio was tuned all the way up, and I could feel the vibrations in my bones. On the plus side, the car’s soundproofing was great.
“Turn that down!” I shouted.
“What!?” she shouted back, but the smile plastered across her face told me she knew exactly what I’d said.
I sighed. After Luz climbed in and started wrestling with her cousin over the radio, I dumped the clothes in a pile on the seat.
I slid into the driver’s seat shortly after and turned the damn thing down.
“Boo!” Mayumi complained.
“Here,” I said, ignoring her protests and handing her the little black diary.
Her eyes went wide, and she quickly snatched it out of my hand.
“How—”
“Was lucky. It was poking out from under your bed.”
“Did you—”
“Only the first page,” I lied. I hadn’t gotten a good look at anything, but it was better to prevent any misunderstanding.
“Okay.”
She piped right down, hugging the book tightly to her chest.
“What was that?” Luz asked, popping her head forward while trying to sneak a peek at Mayumi’s prize.
“Nothing,” Mayumi snapped. She looked at me. I thought I saw a tear threatening to fall, but she held it back. “Thank you,” she finally said.
I nodded, and we took off.
The first stretch of the drive was dominated by a heavy silence, broken only by the occasional low-volume death metal scream. Eventually, Luz managed to get Mayumi talking again, and they bantered all the way back to Makati. I joined in at times, but it stayed very light. Mayumi stopped poking at Luz, and Luz didn’t bring up what she’d learned at the house.
At some point, though, I noticed that Mayumi had started unzipping her hoodie. Every time I looked, the zipper was a bit further down. Smooth brown skin was all he could see beneath it. If I didn’t know better, I’d guess she was actually naked under that ... Did I know better?
She caught me peeking when the opening was halfway down her chest. I could just about see the swell of her breasts. I quickly looked back toward the road and pretended nothing had happened.
She was looking right at me when I snuck another glance. Her eyes had gone smoky and she was licking her lips. The zipper was even further down, but I looked away too quickly to have seen anything. Luz was completely unaware, speaking to her cousin without a care in the world.
For five minutes, I argued with myself over whether I should look again. Mayumi obviously wanted me to, but there were other considerations. Not least among them that I had already crashed my car once today because I got too horny.
I did do it, though. Obviously. A man can’t not. At a red light, I snuck what I told myself was one last peek. What I saw made my heart skip a beat. Mayumi was looking straight into my eyes, deliberately guiding my gaze downward. Her hoodie was undone down to her bellybutton now, and I could see that she was indeed wearing nothing at all underneath.
The girl was playing with one of her nipples as she said something to Luz. Her breasts were larger than Luz’s but only slightly. Her nipples and areola were bigger, though. A bit darker, too. She slowly circled the quickly hardening nub, pinching it at irregular intervals. Every time she did, she rolled back her eyes and bit her lower lip.
Luz continued chattering, blissfully unaware as she was lying down on the back seat, with her head behind Mayumi’s seat. I wondered what she would think of her cousin doing something like this. Would she be jealous?
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