Free Diary of a Male Maid by Jennifer Foor

clothes back to normal. “ I’m sorry I had to leave so quickly the other night. I didn’t want things to get weird.”  
    I stood and pulled my shorts up, buttoning them. “How did you know I would be at that bar?”  
    “It wasn’t the first time I had seen you there. Plus, we have a math class together.”  
    “Are you shitting me? I never saw you in math.”  
    “That’s because I hardly attend. My mother makes me go. She thinks she can control my life.”  
    Suddenly, I had to rationalize what I was actually doing. “Maybe we shouldn’t do this again, ya know, on account of your mother and my job.” I was hoping she would read between the lines and see my conflict.  
    “Bastian, I won’t tell if you don’t. I like the way you fuck me, and I want more.”  
    “Well I just got out of a long relationship, and I wasn’t looking for anything right now. With school and work, I just don’t have a lot of time.”  
    “I didn’t ask for your hand in marriage, Bastian. I just like to be fucked. I transferred a few months ago from France and I don’t have many friends. When I saw you at school, I thought you were so sexy. I watched you in class, and then to my amazement, I saw you in my driveway last week.  Then later that night, I saw you at the bar and couldn’t control myself. I had to see what was in those pants.”  
    “I can’t be seen with you at your house on account of being employed by your mom.”  
    “My mother is a joke. I could care less what she thinks of me. I am twenty one and I can fuck whoever I please.” She grabbed my face and pressed her lips into mine. I closed my eyes, realizing how much I enjoyed being around her. “Do you want to come in?”  
    “I really should be leaving. I just got finished at Mrs. Smith’s house, and I don’t know if I am ready to see your mom.”  
    I really just needed to rest.  
    “She isn’t home, Bastian. Let’s get a shower and eat something. I won’t bite, unless you want me to.” She said teasingly.  
    There was something about this girl that I really found intriguing. I enjoyed being around her, even though I didn’t really know her. I hopped in my jeep and we drove to the back of her house.  
    “Are you okay, Bastian?”  
    “I’m kind of embarrassed to ask you something.”  
    She smiled and started to get out of the jeep. “Alex! My name is Alex.”  
    I gave her a half smile and watched as she headed toward her huge house. “Are you coming?” She asked as she pulled the tank top over her head, revealing no bra. I hadn’t even noticed when I was fucking her in the ass that she wasn’t wearing a bra. I ran behind her, grabbing her clothes as I followed.  
     

 
     
    Chapter 9  
    I spent the rest of the afternoon with Alex. After our shower, we watched television and had a couple beers, like normal people our age did. I thought that it was cool that she had been in France, and found myself asking her a million questions about living there. I’d been so accustomed to just having sex with my clients, that I’d forgotten how nice it was to have a conversation with someone.  
    It didn’t help that she had come on to me, so any type of friendship besides the sex was just a bonus. Alex was a hot little kitten, but I couldn’t help but feel guilty for having sex with her mother. She didn’t seem to like the woman very much, so me being with her couldn’t have been a good thing.  
    Since I’d just started working for Mrs. Jones, it would be easy for me to quit, although the money was good and I’d be out a grand a week. Giving up that kind of money for someone that I’d just fucked and barely knew was fucking stupid.  
    All afternoon, we sat pretty far apart, not cuddled together like two people that had just slept together and taken a shower.  
    Karrie had been my last girlfriend, and we always just hung out at both of our places. We went out and did things, or hung out at parties with other friends. As