Maids With Benefits
Copyright© 2026 by Voloken
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - 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
“Take the next left,” Paz said. “It’ll be the second building to the right.”
We’d been driving for a good thirty minutes. Mayumi had decided to take a nap on Paz’s lap for the duration, so the journey had been unexpectedly calm. Paz had been very respectful in a professional and somewhat distant way. I chose not to tease her or anything. She was a strange one, and despite having rubbed her tits all over me, I couldn’t get a handle on her interest in me.
“Right there.” She pointed between seats so I could see. McQueen Autoshop and Machining. Before I could quip, she wryly added, “Yes, like the Pixar movie.”
I chuckled as I pulled up to their driveway.
“Someone should stay out here with the car,” Paz said. She shook the sleeping girl on her lap, gently at first, but when that didn’t rouse her, harder.
“Whu—” Mayumi groaned, then said something in Tagalog.
“Which means you’re on guard duty, Mayu,” Paz said, shifting from under Mayumi’s head and climbing out of the car.
Mayumi grumbled but sat up.
“Call me if something happens,” I told my cranky passenger. She just muttered under her breath and leaned her head against the window, closing her eyes.
I shrugged and joined Paz outside. “I don’t think she’s gonna be a very good guard,” I said.
“It’s fine,” Paz shrugged. “This neighborhood isn’t particularly dangerous. She just needs to rest a bit. She didn’t sleep very well last night.”
“Oh?”
Paz opened her mouth as if to respond but then settled into a thoughtful frown instead. “What’s your relationship with Mayu, anyway? I assume you met her through Luz or Mrs. Rosita?”
I chuckled nervously, scratching the back of my head. “Well...” I sighed. “As you may know, she had a bit of a ... family situation yesterday. Luz wanted to help her out, so we drove over to pick her up and bring her to the apartment.”
“I know that, but it doesn’t explain the Daddy thing...” She opened the heavy roller shutter in front of the entrance. “Or much of anything, really. What Luz told me doesn’t quite fit either.”
“I’m not sure why she started doing that,” I hedged as we headed inside. “You’ll have to ask her about it. But what you might not know is that she offered to drive for me. I accepted on a trial basis. I’m not a big fan of driving around here, as my car can attest.”
Paz hummed and nodded as I told her the partial truth. There was a glaring omission there, but that was really for Mayumi to decide whether to tell her or not.
“I see,” Paz finally said. We’d moved through the garage into the back offices as she digested my story. “So you fucked her.”
I tripped over myself, nearly bowling both of us over. “I—What? What do you—What?”
“It’s the only thing that makes sense,” she continued. “Luz would’ve brought it up if she knew about this driving thing, so that means you had at least some time alone with Mayumi. During that time, she seduced you and convinced you to hire her. I’m not entirely sure how the timeline fits, but when all other possibilities are discarded, what remains, no matter how improbable, is true.”
“I’m not sure I see how all other possibilities were discarded.” I protested. She kept walking, leaving me no choice but to follow.
“Why would you hire her, sight unseen?” she asked as she reached a metal cabinet and searched it. “To be your driver, of all things. You could get a good, proven professional easily. Someone older, more respectable. I love that girl, but she doesn’t exactly project reliability, either, which is a trait you’d want in a driver.”
“I—”
“And it’s not like when you hired Luz,” Paz said. “You were genuinely reticent then, and it took Mrs. Rosita begging for you to finally accept. But Mayumi gets hired on the spot? You’re not an idiot, Mr. Sheffield. I’d like you to respect my intelligence as well.”
I sighed. “Well, it’s more like she fucked me,” I said weakly.
“That figures, yes,” she said, finally producing what she’d been looking for and placing the tools on a nearby table. “Don’t worry, Mr. Sheffield, I’m not mad at you or anything like that. Which keys do you want copies of?”
Startled by the whiplash, I took a couple of moments to fish out everything I needed duplicated. She started her work as soon as she had the first key in hand.
“I, uh ... I thought the two of you were an item, though?” I asked, after a few awkward moments.
“Did she tell you that?” Paz asked, quirking an eyebrow.
“Well, not in so many words.”
She hummed. “Well, it’s not like I haven’t done similar. You know that firsthand.”
“What ... was that about? In the laundry area?” It had been odd, especially given Paz’s usually colder demeanor.
“Mrs. Rosita was there and wanted Luz to work for you. That meant you were safe.” She shrugged. “I wanted to make sure you’d bring me repeat business. Twenty dollars is twenty dollars, Mr. Sheffield. And you’ll find that twenty dollars goes a long way in the Philippines.”
I had no answer to that. It wasn’t like it hadn’t worked, after all. On both counts.
“Do you want to do your car key while we’re at it, Mr. Sheffield?” she asked. She’d already cut all the simple house keys and was now feeding the RFID gate key into a machine attached to a nearby computer. “Mayu might need one.”
“Well, it’s still a trial, so...”
“She’s not going to let go now, Mr. Sheffield,” Paz said. “I’m not sure what’s so special about you, but she’s developed something of an unusual interest. She’ll cheat, lie, and steal if needed, but you will hire her.”
“I’m ... not sure that’s a good look.”
“The tiger doesn’t need the lamb to think it beautiful. The lamb will be eaten regardless of its opinions.”
I wasn’t sure I was the biggest fan of that metaphor. I might need to be more proactive when it came to Mayumi, or this wouldn’t end well.
“Oh,” she said, as though remembering something trivial. “And if she promises you can fuck me...” She turned from the computer to me, drawing a hidden knife from her belt and slamming it about two inches into her workbench. “I’m not as easy as her. Remember that.”
She turned back to the screen, leaving the knife stuck on the table. Well.
“Fine,” I said, tossing my fob on the table. “If you can make a copy of this thing, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to have.”
She glanced at the fob. “Hmm. We won’t have time to do that now. Not with Mayu waiting outside. Usually takes about an hour to copy the programming to another fob.”
“I guess we can do it some other time, then.” I reached for it back.
“You could leave the car here for repair,” she said, stopping me. “The dealership will be more expensive and take longer. They’ll do a worse job, too.”
“Aren’t we confident, now? How much?”
She told me the price. It was about three times less than what I expected to pay, which meant it was at least six times less than what I’d actually have to shell out in the end.
“There’s no way you won’t take a massive loss on that.”
“You let me worry about that.” She took two RFID fobs from the machine she’d been working with and placed them on the table with the rest of the keys. They were all labeled with stickers labeled A through D, which I assumed was to pair the clones.
“When would you have it ready?”
“Tuesday evening, if you leave it here tomorrow.”
“Bullshit.”
She looked me straight in the eye with that placid, uninterested expression she often wore. “I’ll let you fuck me in the ass if it’s not done by then.”
I raised an eyebrow at that. “I thought you said you weren’t easy?” I glanced at the knife.
“I’m not.” She gripped the knife and pulled it out of the wood with little effort. “And you’ll get your car on Tuesday, good as new.”
I crossed my arms and furrowed my brow. But it wasn’t like there was a real decision to make. “I guess I’ll take that bet.”
“I thought you would.” She grinned. “Now, for the keys, it’s going to be...”
By the time we got back outside, Mayumi was in the driver’s seat, tapping the wheel and bobbing her head to a beat we couldn’t hear.
I sighed, gingerly opening the door. I expected to be assaulted by heavy metal again, but there was only silence.
“Gotcha!” Mayumi said through laughter. “I’m driving, by the way, so fuck off to the back.”
“Oh, that’s what we’ve decided, is it?” I said, rolling my eyes.
“It is,” she declared. “You drive like a grandma. Besides, you’re never driving again from tomorrow onwards anyway. Might as well start it a day early.”
“Uh-huh.” Honestly, I didn’t want to drive, so this was fine. I slammed the door, startling Mayumi, who I could see swearing at me through the glass, though I couldn’t hear a word.
“She’s driving,” I told Paz, who let out a small roar. Presumably like a tiger.
I chuckled and she giggled as we climbed into the back.
“So, what’s the destination?” I asked.
“We’re going to One Ayala,” Mayumi said. “Seat belts on and hands off my girlfriend.”
“Jealous, are we?” I asked, eyebrow raised as I looked at her through the rearview mirror.
“It’s not fair if I’m left out,” Mayumi whined. “It’s threesomes or no-somes.”
“That’s more like it,” Paz said wryly.
“You know it, babe!”
Our driver slammed into reverse, throwing Paz and me forward. Then she did some sort of magic with the gearstick, spinning the car in a half circle to face the road, tires screeching as she left rubber on the asphalt
“What the—”
I didn’t finish the thought—we were slammed back into our seats as. Mayumi accelerated down the street. She was clearly skilled in urban driving, with how she wove through traffic like it was easy, but we were also one mistake away from dying. I wasn’t a fan.
Mayumi didn’t stop despite my protests, and when I moved to physically stop her, Paz convinced me that I’d only make things worse. I thought for sure we’d get cops on our tail, at least, and boy would that be fun to explain. We made it back to Makati in record time, though, miraculously arriving neither dead nor arrested.
I had lost several years of my life, though.
“You’re fired,” I said breathlessly as soon as Mayumi turned into the mall parking lot.
“No, I’m not,” she said.
“You’re incredibly fired.”
“Stop whining, Daddy,” she snapped. “This was a one-time thing. I’ll be all responsible and shit starting tomorrow.”
“I wonder how many times you’ve said that,” I groaned. “And to how many people.”
“It’s usually not to Daddy,” Paz offered.
“Yeah, a promise to Daddy is sacred,” Mayumi said, nodding. “I’ll make it up to you later, promise.”
I rubbed my eyes with my fingers, then pinched the bridge of my nose. “Fine,” I relented.
Paz made a lamb sound.
“Eh,” Mayumi said. “He’s less of a sheep and more of a horse, if you know what I mean.” She wiggled her eyebrows at Paz from the rearview mirror.
“Tigers eat those too,” Paz said.
“What?” Mayumi asked.
“Oh, nothing,” Paz replied. “There, a spot.”
“Nice find, babe!”
After an impressively smooth parking maneuver, we made our way into the mall. Unlike in America, places like this were always packed. Even on weeknights, and more so on the weekend. Mall culture was alive and well in the Philippines.
“You know, I haven’t been to a mall in ... a while,” I said.
“I thought they had a lot of them in America?” Mayumi said.
“Yeah, I guess. People just don’t go to them anymore.”
“Weird.”
“It’s the same in the UK,” Paz said. “No real malls there, I mean.”
“You’ve been to the UK?” I asked.
“I went to King’s College,” Paz said. “I need to buy some stuff in the supermarket. Should we do that first or last?”
“You graduated from King’s College London?” I asked.
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