Maid H.S AU

First;

A new day, nothing exciting I remember was meant to happen today, just the same constant complaint from Sandra; or Mrs. Hudson, that is what I was told to call her. All she does is complain and sigh when I do anything wrong, not realizing that Thomas and Edward, the Three and Five year olds she gave birth to, are the messiest human beings on this planet.

And her husband Jeff, is the most perverted guy I have ever met, no exaggerating. I would catch him looking down my black French-maid dress all the time, knowing I was blessed with good sized breasts that peeked a little from the top, but it wasn't at all my problem, I had requested a bigger sized uniform and wasn't given one, yet.

I got back on earth and started getting ready, teeth brushed, body showered, hair in a bun, make up on, done.

I walked to my closet and picked some undergarments, a white bra with a pink bow placed where the cups met, and matching panties. Pulling my tights on, my uniform following, a puff of perfume, grabbing my purse and wearing my flats, burying myself in my coat and I was completely ready.

I walked to the nearest bus stop, waiting for two minutes before the huge white chipped-painted bus, climbing on it after the automatic door opened, I was greeted by a different bus driver, they must have fired Joe or something.

He waited for me to put money in the small box beside him, but I just showed him my badge that had my Crystal Cleaners' information on it. From the confused expression his face held I knew they didn't tell him about the deal the company that I work for, and the company he works for had between each other.

"I work for Crystal Cleaners, I get a free bus ride" I explained matter of factly

"Good joke, kid. Now get out"

" I'm not j-"

"Get out before I call the police" he spitted out

"O-okay" I got out before I got more humiliated by the new bus driver that obviously wasn't told about the rules.

Not knowing what to do as I stood by the side of the street, I decided on calling Marissa, one of my older colleagues that I know would help.

"Is anything wrong Abby?" she asked warmly

"No, well yes, I was kicked off the bus" I explained with shame laced in my voice

"How?" she was surprised, I could tell

"He clearly didn't have an idea that I could ride the bus for free"

"Is he new or something?"

"I think he is," I paused for a moment "what should I do?"

"It's simple, I'm picking you up"

"Thank you"

"I'll be there in Five minutes"

"Okay"

True to her word, Marissa's red Honda pulled over in front of me, making me rush to the passenger's seat and annoy her with 'thank you' s , she made me stop after a few times with a 'you don't have to thank me'

"So, the Hudson's?" she wanted assurance, since I've told her a couple of weeks ago that I was working for them.

"Yes" I confirmed, making her rush to the main street.

About seven minutes later, we pulled up in front of their massive house, ringing the bell as usual, and being greeted by Jeff's lustful eyes on my cleavage, I pulled my uniform higher up and watched the smug look disappear from his unattractive face.

"Come in" I got inside and waited for Sandra to give me my usual 'to-do' list, but she wasn't in her usual spot on the couch, I looked at Jeff with a confused glance, he nodded his head.

"Sandra's out, she told me what you need to do, though"

"oh, okay" great, now I'm stuck here with the creep alone.

"Where are Thomas and Edward?"

"Out" I nodded, I just wished I could finish early and leave

"So, what should I do first?"

" Clean under the T.V. stand" i was clueless at first, heading to the storage room and bringing the cleaning supplies, and bending on my knees to get to the dirt underneath, a hiss was heard, thinking it was Jeff, I ignored it because he wants my attention, and that's something that could cause me to lose my job, which is something I tend to avoid.

"She's fucking hot!" someone said, color drained from my face at the realization that it wasn't Jeff, it was someone else, I gulped and stood to my feet, looking at my feet.

"Told you, I've wanted to bag her but the devil won't leave me alone" I knew they we're talking about me from the dirty looks they were giving my breasts and legs, I kept quiet and stared at the new guy, his curly-hair, green eyes, and lean, tall body were surely attractive.

I hesitated before breaking the silence, "I am done with under the table," I lied, then continued "What do I have to do next?"

Before Jeff could speak, the other guy did "I'll tell you what I'd do next, I'd do you, babe" his words made me gasp, although Jeff was a pervert, he never spoke to me this way, maybe because his wife was always near, but he never did anyway.

"Excuse me, sir?" I tried to act clueless and get myself out of this, maybe if they knew hoe clueless I am about sex, they'd let me finish what I came here for.

"sir, I fucking love that" he bit his lip in a seductive way, his eyes traveled once again to my cleavage, I pulled my dress higher, making his smirk grow wider.

"Don't cover it, babe, I will see way more before you even realize it" i allowed my eyes to widen at his choice of words.

"I'll be in the kitchen" I excused myself and quickly hurried to the kitchen, my safe place for now, they seemed to quiet down, making me free for now, I think.

I hurriedly cleaned the pots, plates, knives... and pretty much all the silverware, when I was done, I reached for the mop and wiped the floor clean, and I was done with cleaning, remembering that one of my chores was to make dinner, I got some vegetables out, pasta, tomato sauce, and started working, faster than ever before.

Placing my pasta in the oven, I wiped my dirty hands on a paper towel after washing them properly, I got outside once again, getting greeted by the two hormonal men, when neither of them spoke I decided to.

"I'll clean your bedroom now, Mister Hudson" he nodded and I climbed the stairs, feeling their eyes on my backside, causing me to fasten my pace and I was in his room in no time.

His king sized bed was a mess, you'd think Mrs. Hudson's house would be as neat as she appears to be, but no, her room is dirtier that a frat boy's dorm. Walking over to the bed, I glanced at plastic wrappings on the floor, thinking nothing of it before realizing they were none other than condom wrappers, I cringed before grabbing a pile of tissues and disgustedly carried the wrappers to the garbage.

I returned back to the room to finish working, bending down to pick up a paper on the floor when the door shut, I straightened myself quickly, knowing one of the perverts had walked inside.

"You're so sexy" he breathed out

"Excuse me, mister-" I was cut off by myself, because I had no clue what his name was.

"Styles, Harry Styles" he introduced himself, while I stood there awkwardly, not sure how to reply, but I didn't have to because he already started talking again, "but call me mister styles, it sounds hot coming from your sexy lips"