Not Just The Maid [Michael Jackson Fantasy]

The Maid of Michael Jackson

Pulling up to Neverland, I grinned as the gates opened. Nodding at Tyler, the guard, I waved at him. I rolled my car slowly through the gates and parked into my normal spot. Getting out, I went to the back of my Volvo and got my cleaning supplies. Making sure my apron was nice and clean, I carried the bag of supplies to the main house.

Walking in, I smelt the aroma of Michael's scent and I instantly knew he had just been in this room.

I walked to the kitchen and sat the supplies down as I pulled my hair back into a messy bun. Beginning to wash my hands, I felt eyes watching me. Grinning to myself, I could feel Michael's presence.

After I dried my hands with a paper towel, I turned and saw him. I grinned.

"Hello, Michael."

"Hi, Lana."

I felt our gaze as he lingered, standing over by the kitchen hall, staring a me. Blushing, I looked away and began cooking breakfast. He cleared his throat and I looked at him.

Let me give you a little background story on me :)

So I'm Alana & I've been Michael's maid for 12 years. We have really bonded and I like not only being his maid, but have a friendly connection with him. He hates it when people only use him for his stardom. He was very kind and loving.

Did I mention he was a sexy beast? Yes, I was attracted to him, but I would NEVER mix business with pleasure.

He trusts me and I wouldn't dare wanna jeopardize that.

Hearing his loafers click on the floor, I felt him walk near me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I rolled my eyes. He's a huge flirt!! But I like it ;)

"Yes, Michael?" I said as I turned to him. His hands still held my waist as he stared into my eyes. We hugged for the longest.

"You okay?" He nodded but just held me tighter.

He finally let go and caresses my head as he once again stared at me and nodded.

He suddenly just walked away.

"Okay?! I wonder what that was all about." I thought to myself as I cracked three eggs in a bowl and began breakfast.

[ 25 minutes later ]

He was eating his breakfast and I was cleaning the dishes. Once I was finished, I grabbed a plastic bag and took it upstairs.

Doing my normal routine of going to his room, looking for candy wrappers on the floor, I

grinned at his beautiful room. It always amazes me. I've never seen anything like it.

Picking up the last candy wrapper that was on the ground, I instantly got curious when I saw a letter written to me on Michael's dresser.

Having the urge to read it, I ignored the letter and went downstairs to throw the bag wrappers in the trash.

I grabbed the broom and began sweeping in the bathrooms downstairs. I kept feeling Michael watch me, but I ignored it. I wonder what's gotten into him lately.

~Michaels POV~

Watching her, I felt my lips form a smile. She's all I ever need. I'm just wondering the right time and place to do it.

Yes, I think I'm beginning to fall for her. I have a long time ago. What sealed the deal:

A week ago, I was deeply stressed because Frank wanted me to come up with some more songs for the album and I only had 3 days until they finalized the albums list of songs. I was a nervous wreck, but she came and seemed to soothe me instantly.

• She told me everything would be okay.

• She gave me hugs each time I walked by her.

• She was there when I needed someone to talk to.

• She gave me her 100% attention.

• She gave me direct eye contact. Most people don't.

That's everything that I love in a women and at that point, I was just sure that I had fallen for her.

I was pulled back into reality when she walked by me. Even though she had on a apron, her

curves still showed wonderfully. She has a small waist, but a big fat juicy ass. I just go to heaven and back.

Smelling the aroma of her scent, I knew that I was instantly turned on. How am I gonna get to do ANYTHING around this house when I can't stop staring at my maid?

Should I tell her how I feel?

The thoughts swarmed my mind.

~Later that Night ~

• Lana's POV •

My feet were hurting like hell. I hadn't seen Michael in a few hours so I was assuming he was gone to the studio.

He's always told me that when I needed anything to help myself. I just wanted to have a moment in the hot tub.

I had already had the chance to clean up and put on my bathing suit. Having a towel wrapped around me, I heard a noise upstairs. Ignoring the sound, knowing it was coming from Michael.

I walked outside to the hot tub and eased my way in.

Feeling the water immediately tingle up my skin, I bit my lip at the sensation. It felt too good for words.

I then began thinking. Why was Michael acting so strange today? Was it me? Then hearing footsteps, I open my eyes and watch the steam rise. I felt hands touch my back and massage it gently. Grinning, I tilted my head back and looked at him.

"Hi Sir." I chuckled as I heard his robe drop....

My eyes widened as his beautiful naked body glistened in the moonlight.

Why was he getting in the tub naked?.....

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