Money Can Buy Happiness - S01 E02

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Money Can Buy Happiness - S01 E02

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Lastly, I took her down the glass elevator to the basement and showed her the laundry room complete with two commercial front load washers and a commercial double load dryer. Laundry for two gets done very quickly in there. I also showed her the battery array that runs the property and the water processing station. I explained about the dual continuous water heaters that ensure never running out of hot water.

After having her thoroughly impressed with the house, I took her back up to the great room. I explained the compensation I was offering which is way more than one would expect as a housekeeper.

The base salary the first year would be $60,000 and there would be quarterly bonuses paid either in cash or fine jewelry. Each year the salary would increase by $5,000. If she stayed a full five years, she should have earned over $450,000.

I could have afforded to pay $1,000,000 a year without a problem, but then I wouldn't have a housekeeper that stayed more than a year, two tops. I had to find the sweet spot that would be a lot of money to her, but not enough for her to quit too soon.

Now was the hard part that made all other applicants run for the hills. I had to tell her about her other job functions. I told her that her housekeeping duties would really only be a minor part of her day. I wouldn't expect that the two of us could make much of a mess that would require her to spend more than three hours most days. The reason the pay and benefits are so great is that I would need her to also act as my personal assistant. In fact, if I ever needed to introduce her to anyone it would always be as my PA, not my housekeeper.

As my PA, I told her, anyone else that works for us at the property would essentially be working for her. They would need to satisfy her that they were doing a good job. This would include the pool cleaner, gardeners, a guy to keep my cars washed, the masseuse, hair stylist, manicurist, etc. I would provide a cash fund in the house and she would be responsible for paying their fees and could add any gratuity she wished for jobs well done.

Now we were getting to the hard part, the dress code. I told her that while in the house, she was to be naked at all times uniess | told her specifically to put something on. She could wear sandals,

if she wanted, or could go barefoot. She was to answer the door

and greet anyone that comes to the house naked and is never to try to cover herself to prevent anyone from seeing her body. I think her mouth was already hanging open at this point in disbelief. I know she really wanted this job, but could she do what I wanted?

I told her that would be allowed to touch her wherever I wanted however I wanted at any time, whether at the house or in public. She would perform any sexual acts that I told her to do. She would also allow any of the outside workers that she was in charge of, or anyone else I desired, to touch her unconditionally as well. Essentially, her body would belong to me.

When we went out in public, she was to wear only clothes that I approved of, but I would buy all of those clothes. The clothes would all be very sexy and revealing and she was never to wear a bra or panties underneath her clothes. She could only wear a bra or panties if that was the only thing covering that part of her body. For example, she could wear a crop top and panties, a bra and a skirt, or just a bra and panties in public. And she should assume that at some point I would take her out in public wearing just a sexy bra and panties set. I also went on to tell her that while out in public if I tell her to remove a piece of clothing that she was to do it without hesitation or protest, even though removing the clothing would leave her either partially or totally nude in public.

As my main hobby is photography, she would also allow me to photograph her whenever I wanted but I assured her the pictures would never be posted anywhere or would leave the house. They are for my enjoyment only.

If her beautiful mocha complexion would have allowed it, I think she would have been blushing. She was speechless for a bit. "I'm sorry, Mr. Joe," she said. "I just don't know if I can do all that. I've never been naked in front of anyone but my doctor, let alone always be naked. I certainly could never tell my parents I did that. I really want this job, but I'm just not sure if I can do the nudity part."

"Maria, I wouldn't want you to do something you don't want to do. I know this seems strange to you, but I'm an old man and I enjoy seeing a beautiful naked woman. You have to decide whether you want to do this or not. If you do it when you don't really want to, you will surely end up hating me and probably hating yourself as well. I'll tell you what, today is Tuesday. I have a couple more girls coming in to interview for this job but I won't make any decision until Friday. Call me by Friday morning and let me know one way or the other. If you want the job, you can come back for a second Interview and we'll see if you really want it. If you don't want the job, call me anyway because I have a couple of other ways you can at least make some money, if you want. Please think it over and call me. I like you a lot and you're a very lovely girl so I'd love to be able to give you the job. This job pays a lot because it asks a lot but I want to make sure that whoever gets this job will never have to clean someone else's house again after working for me. In addition of your pay, I'll be paying 100% of your expenses while you are here. You would not need to spend a penny of your pay unless you wanted to. In five years, you would have more than you could have otherwise earned in 20 years. Give me a call by Friday"

With that, I led her to the front door where she thanked me for the opportunity and assured me, she'd think it over and call me. I hoped so, because I really didn't have any other prospects lined up to interview and she was a sweet little thing.

Maria called Thursday evening. I was pleasantly surprised when she said she thought about it a lot and thought it was just too good an opportunity to pass up. She thought she could do it. She agreed to come back again on Friday for a second interview, I told her that she was to wear the sexiest thing she owned and was not to wear a bra or panties. She tried to beg off because she would be taking the bus to my neighborhood, but I told her she needed to do it. To test her further, I told her to wear a dress and while sitting in the bus she was to sit with her legs open and allow anyone who wanted to look between her legs to let them look. In fact, told her, if she sees someone trying to look between her legs, she is to open her legs more and give them the best view possible. I intended to put her through a test to see if she could handle it.

Maria was at my door at 11:00 on Friday. She was wearing a dress that wasn't much shorter than the one she'd worn before, but that wasn't a surprise. I doubt her mother ever bought her something sexy. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra as her nipples appeared to be hard and poking out her dress. Before I let her into the house I asked if she was wearing panties. She said she wasn't. I asked her to raise her dress and show me, "Right here, outside," Maria asked? "Yes, Maria. No one from the street will be able to see you, but you'll get a thrill from thinking someone might." She grabbed the hem of her dress and slowly lifted it up to show me her beautiful bare pussy with just a nice landing strip above it. I didn't immediately tell her she could put her dress down and she started to fidget. "Okay, Maria, you can put your dress down. You have a very lovely pussy. Come on in."

This time, I had Maria sit in the chair while I took the couch.