Pleasuring the Maid

Chapter 15

*Ava's POV**

Friday, the day of the week that I despised the most. Why? because the boys brought friends over for

mini parties.

Talking about Ray and his equally handsome brother. I hadn't seen them since yesterday morning.

I missed them and even though I had decided to protect my job while at it, I couldn't stop my feelings

for them.

Thinking about them in the bathroom was quite tempting. I didn't mean to, all I wanted was to clean up

and finish my work for today before 4 in the evening.

I couldn't imagine myself being in the same room as those people. They treated me like trash, they

drew happiness from my sadness.

I didn't want to come across any of them including the brothers. So I hurried up, lathering up my

washcloth with soap.

The boys images flashed before me. Forcing my mind to remember the night we had shared two nights

ago.

Oh goddess, I couldn't forget the groans they made when they was cumming. How I would love to hear

them groan again, this time with their dicks inside me.

I couldn't believe that I was willing to allow a double penetration. Ha ha good girl gone bad.

I pictured Ray behind me, grinding his hard dick on my ass with Bryson on the front, grinding his dick

on my pussy.

Fucking hell, I had long forgotten about bathing, my fingers right on my already wet pussy both from

water and of course my juices. And even though the water was cold, my core was hot as hell. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

My clit throbbed, wanting nothing more than a pair of lips and tongue. My fingers would do the job

though.

I used my left hand to pull my lower lips apart. I then placed three fingers directly on my clit, rubbing in

circular motions.

I rubbed fast and harder not even bothering to finger fuck myself. Rubbing would definitely get me off.

Ray and Bryson were now grinding harder, pressing kisses on either side of my neck. The imagination

forced my fingers to add more pressure on the love button.

I rubbed harder and faster, feeling how my body was getting co. I was close, real fucking close.

I pressed my legs together, pushing my fingers impossibly harder on my pleasure button.

And when I pictured Ray leaning to his brother over my shoulder, kissing him. I fucking exploded, riding

my orgasm on my fingers.

After that much needed orgasm, I cleaned up, reached up for a towel on the towel bar and dried my

body.

After throwing it on the hamper, I walked out to dress up. Nothing interesting, just my usual Tees and

sweatpants.

I was feeling good, relaxed and kinda cool. Hormones really were mood changers.

It took me 5 minutes to dress up, checking the time on the wall clock I realized it was still early.

8.Am I had a lot of time before the mini party. When I walked downstairs to the kitchen, the house was

very quiet.

I figured the brothers were already asleep. I knew though that they would be leaving at around 10, just

like every other Friday.

They loved chapati( A flat unleavened bread.) I took out a pot, and measured four glasses of water.

I warmed it up, adding a small amount of sugar and salt. In a separate ball, I measured two glasses of

wheat flour.

Using the water that was already warm I kneaded the flour. Within 30 minutes, the chapatis were ready.

Hot to be served.

'Oh yeah, something sweet for my stomach' Ray came running into the kitchen excitedly like a little boy.

I couldn't help but smile at that.

'Better have a seat and take them while hot, you want them with a glass of milk?' I asked Ray.

'As usual Ava' He was already stuffing his face with the Chapatis.

'Ha ha Ray, you'll choke, at least wash it down with a sip of milk. Here' I told him, putting the glass of

cold milk on the kitchen counter.

He only nodded, drinking from the glass after biting a large piece of the unleavened bread.

'Hey, is Bryson awake? wouldn't want you eating his portion too.'

Ray only shrugged his shoulders, too busy stuffing his face to care.

Right then Bryson walked in, not even sparing me a glance. I totally expected this, I knew he would

ignore me, only to insult me later.

He sat beside his brother on the kitchen counter. Throwing a good morning to his brother in a barely

audible voice.

I slid his plate to him, along with a glass of milk. He didn't even look at me, he just started eating.

That really hurt me, I wanted him to look at me, I wanted him to acknowledge me. But he didn't, instead

he acted like Ray was the only person in the kitchen.

It unnerved me to no end, I mean isn't this what I wanted, for him to leave me alone? So why was I

feeling this way? Why was his silence hurting me even more?

Feelings, fucking feelings. I cared for him and his brother, more than I was supposed to. I didn't want

him to see how he was affecting me.

So I busied myself with serving myself a bowl of cereal. Unlike them, I hated the Indian bread. I stood

on the other side of the kitchen counter, throwing glances at them once in a while.

I caught Bryson staring intently at his brothers' lips. He was biting his lower lip while staring at Ray's lip.

Ray had stuck his tongue out, licking his lower lip in such a teasing manner.

fuck that is hot I thought. But isn't it odd? I mean they're obviously teasing each other...No no no but

they are brothers. The look Bry is giving his brother is not brotherly at all, fuck. Are they?..... My

thoughts jumbled inside my head.

I couldn't wrap my head around it. I remembered how Bryson had cleaned Ray's dick two nights ago. I

remembered how I had imagined them kissing, an hour ago.

Fuck...there definitely was something going on between the two. Or they were just so open and close,

after all they had no problem sharing girls.

'Hey' Ray was waving his hand in front of my face. I must have gotten lost in thought.

'We're heading out now, don't prepare dinner for us today. You know we eat take outs on Fridays'.

With their fucking friends of course.

'Okay.' I mumbled.

After the boys left, I cleared the kitchen counter and decided to do the dishes. I was washing a glass

bowl when I received a call from Renata.

She sounded better than last time, so maybe whatever bothered her had already been solved. I

however detected a bit of nervousness in her voice, despite her attempts to cover it with her smiley

voice.

'Honey, can you please do me a favour?' She asked after exchanging hellos and asking how we were

doing.

'Of course, you don't even have to ask. '

'I left some important documents in the right bottom drawer of my dresser. I need you to please move

them. ' She paused.

'They are not in an envelope, so I will need you to pick one from same drawer and put them in safely. '

She stressed the word safely, making sure I understood.

'Once you do that, please put the envelope behind the black canvas that is by the wall near my make

up table. ' She instructed.

'Madam. '

'We talked about this honey, none of that madam stuff. It makes me very happy when you call me

mum. ' She cut me of.

'Sorry mum. ' I addressed her the way she wanted.

'How do I put them behind the painting? Won't they fall? ' I expressed my worry.

'No honey, because there's a safe behind the painting, I'm going to send you the combination for

opening the safe. Once you place the documents in there make sure you lock it and please do not look

at anything in there. ' She paused once again, taking an audible deep breath.

'Ava. ' She called my name.

'I trust you, but whatever happens, I need to know whether you'll be able to keep a secret. ' I was

confused, why would she talk about keeping secrets?

'I got to go honey, Reynard says hi by the way. Have a nice day. ' Then the call was disconnected.

I didn't waste time, I immediately went up stairs to the master bedroom. The documents were exactly

where Renata had said they'd be.

However the top most document peeked my interest. The words 'Certificate of Adoption' caught my

eyes in an instant. I couldn't help but feed my curiosity, my hands moved on their own accord to the

documents.

My heart skipped beats in shock as I stomached the information on that particular document. My eyes

widened in an instant, disbelief etching its way on the nook of my mind.

I picked the next document that had the same heading and I knew there right and then that this was

why Renata didn't want me to look at anything. This was her secret, one that shook me to my very

knees.

My brain processed the newly found information, forcing a gasp to pass in between my lips.

The two documents were one and the same, only the names were different. How the hell was I

supposed to keep this information from the two men I liked?

'This is to Certify that Rayburn James has been hereby formally adopted into the Romans family by

Reynard Romans and Renata Romans. '

And so did the second document read, only that the name was that of Bryson Michael.