Money Can Buy Happiness - S01 E01

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Money Can Buy Happiness - S01 E01

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 1

I designed and had built a big, beautiful home. It's way bigger than I need at around 10,000 square feet but it's what I wanted. It's two stories plus a full basement, which in itself, is unusual in Southern California. It's in an exclusive part of town and I surrounded it with a ten-foot wrought iron fence. The front door is a 2" thick slab of mahogany. What makes it unusual is that on the outside, there is no door handle or knob and no extemal lock. The door can only be opened or closed from inside the house. Inside, the door is released by an electric latch like you find in an office where a secretary buzzes you into the internal offices. In addition, there is a three-bolt high security lock made in Israel. This house is designed to be secure. All glass in the house is shatterproof. You could take a sledge hammer to a window and maybe make it crack, but it won't break. No one can get in this house unless they are let in.

The entire property, inside and out, is monitored by 32 high- definition security cameras. The only places not covered are the bathrooms. I would have put them in there too, but I was advised that was an invasion of privacy as people have the right to expect privacy in a bathroom. At the front door, there is a small screen which displays the camera views of all the cameras in the front of the house. Before opening the door, one can see who is outside and how many are outside. In addition, the front electric gate can be controlled from the front door.

The house has a game room with a full-sized pool table and large TV screen and a full wet bar. There is also a large home theatre that was professionally designed for the best sound system available with a 72" Samsung TV and seating for ten people. The house is completely powered by solar electricity. I have a large solar farm that generates more power than the house needs and sends it to an array of batteries down in the basement. The whole house actually runs on battery power. All the water that goes down the drain except the toilets and the kitchen sink goes down to a processing station in the basement which completely filters the water for reuse. The filtered water is actually more pure than tap water. Even all the rain gutters around the house and the drains in the concrete around the house all drain into the processing station for reuse. This house is very nearly completely self-sufficient.

The house has an attached three-car garage, but I also have an out building with enough room for another 10 or 12 cars. I have started a car collection since I have money to burn. So far, I only have four cars, but I intend to go to more Mecum auctions to buy more.

Now what the house needs is some female presence. I have ads out for a live-n housekeeper. It's going to take a very special woman to get this job as the requirements will be unlike any housekeeping job around. The housekeeper will also function as my personal assistant and will assist me in any and every way possible. To get this kind of an assistant, I intend to pay a lot of money, much more than could be made by a regular housekeeping job. I'm looking for someone young, between 19 and 25. I want someone who will hopefully work for me at least five years. I'm afraid that a woman any older will be looking for a husband and wanting to start a family and I might not get five years out of her. I have a few girls scheduled to come in for interviews.

My doorbell rang right on time for the first interview appointment. I went to the door and looked at the camera feed next to the door and saw a somewhat attractive girl waiting at the door. I pressed the button to close the front gate so that we would not be disturbed before opening the door.

She introduced herself as Zarii. She was a young black girl with a dazzling smile which made her quite a bit more attractive than I originally thought from the camera. I invited her inside and guided her to the great room. This room is in the center of the house with all of the other rooms around or overlooking it. The ceiling is twenty feet high with a very large rectangular skylight above providing a great amount of natural light into the room. In the comer of the room is a planter box which has a very well made fake twelve-foot tree surrounded by real plants like ferns and small palms. I would have liked to have a real tree in the house, but with

the basement down below there would be no room for the roots of a real tree.

Zarii sat on the couch while I sat on a chair off to the side of her. She was wearing a fairly plain dress that came down to her knees. I would have hoped for something shorter. I asked the usual questions about her experience and why she was considering a live-in job.

I took her for a tour of the house and explained what was willing to pay and she was clearly excited. That is until I told her what was expected of her as my personal assistant. She quite quickly declined the job and left. I expect that will happen several times before I can find the right girl for the job.

The third girl to show up for an interview looked very young and was quite attractive. She was a Mexican girl named Maria. I asked to see her ID because she seemed quite young and just as she'd told me, she was a couple months away from being 19. She had lovely shoulder length dark brown hair and brown eyes. From what I could see, I was guessing maybe a B-cup in the breast department, which is right in my wheelhouse. I thought she might be young enough to be eager for the job regardless of the duties of the job.

I asked her why she was looking for a live-in job and she told me that her parents work hard and they barely get by. She has an older brother who just started college and that added cost has been a real hardship for the family. They don't have the money to put her in college so she needed a job to help out the family. She figured a live-in job would pay more and would save her parents money. As she was so young, I figured she didn't have any experience as a housekeeper. She told me her mother works as a housekeeper and to help out at home, it was her job to take care of their own house so her mother didn't have to come home and clean there as well. Her dad works as a janitor so neither job pays especially well.

She was wearing what appeared to be a pretty cheap dress and it ended just above her knees. From what I could see sitting and talking to her, she appeared to have very nice legs. I hoped to see more of them.

I took her for a tour of the house. I showed her the large kitchen with the 48" stove top, two wall ovens, and Subzero refrigerator. Next to the kitchen is the dining room with a long table with seating for ten. Next, I led her across the room to the game room and the home theatre.

From there, we walked up the stairs and showed her the two

guest rooms to the right. Back past the stairs I showed her the

room that would be hers if she got the job. I got the reaction I was hoping for. It is a beautiful room and it should be for what I spent with a decorator. I wanted the room to be one most any woman would die to live in. I assume that a woman wanting a live-in position had probably never lived in such luxury. I think I hit it right. Maria couldn't believe the room and had to ask again for confirmation that it would indeed be her room if she got the job. I assured her it would be and that if she wanted to change any of the décor, I would call in the decorator to work with her to make it perfect for her. She assured me she wouldn't want to change a thing.

I then showed her the therapy room and explained that part of her benefits of the job would be a weekly massage from a masseuse, a bi-weekly manicure and pedicure, and a monthly hair cut/trim. I would arrange for all those services to be rendered right there in the house. It was cute watching the expressions on her face when I told her of all these benefits.

Next came the gym. I explained that I would want her to exercise regularly to keep a trim body and that I would hire a personal trainer to work with her. Lastly on that floor, I took her to my bedroom suite. The suite is almost 1100 square feet and is designed as a his and hers suite. There is the bedroom itself which has a king-sized bed, a large TV screen and a fireplace. There are French doors that lead out to a deck facing the front yard which covers the top of the three-car garage. There is a dressing area which is divided into his and hers with separate closets, built in dressers and cabinets, and padded benches. The bathroom is a large space about 15' x 15' which is also designed as his and hers. The 'his' side to the left has a long vanity with a sink and a toilet just beyond that. The Thers' side has, in addition to the vanity, a makeup area with a lowered countertop and a lighted mirror. Beyond the vanity is both a toilet and a bidet.

At the far end of the bathroom is a large shower with four showerheads and a large jacuzzi tub which easily fits two people. In between the tub and the shower is a towel heating station. It is a glass enclosure with two stainless steel bars which can heat up and either warm a towel for use or dry it off after use. The enclosure has doors on each end allowing someone from either the tub or the shower to access the towels without getting out first. The entire wall of the shower and the tub is covered by solid granite.

In the center of the bathroom is a sculpture of a naked woman standing about six feet tall with the marble base. There are three lights in the ceiling directly over the sculpture connected to a dimmer switch and a photoelectric cell. In the evening, when it gets dark, those three lights come on automatically and dimly light up the sculpture making it a very sexy night light. At my age, my prostate is big enough that I have to get up at least two times a night to pee. I don't have to worry about turning on lights as I go.