Maid For Him

Chapter 3

Reese***

I arrived at work early on my second day. Sheila answered the door wearing nothing but one of Rickel's shirts.

"Come in maid." She sneered at me. "Rick has already left for work but I will be overseeing you for the day."

Oversee me? What was she? My supervisor?

I bit my tongue trying not to verbalize my thoughts.

I gingerly walked past her and placed my bag on one of the elegant couches.

"Uhm excuse me, maid." She said. "I would like some eggs for breakfast and make it snappy. I don't have all morning."

Who the hell did she think she was talking to? I was going to make breakfast for her alright. I was going to make a damn good breakfast.

I went to the kitchen and prepared her breakfast. With an evil smile on my face, I seasoned the egg with hot pepper, and to make her breakfast extra special, I dropped a teaspoon of pepper into her tea as well.

That's what you get for being so bitchy!

I walked sophisticatedly to the dining area with a pleasant smile on my face. "Your breakfast is served, madam," I said coyly. "Bon apetite."

I hurriedly left her to enjoy her meal and went to start cleaning the kitchen.

Wait for it...

Wait for it.....

"Maid! What the hell is this?!" I heard her scream and I chuckled to myself. 

"Get in here this instance!" She demanded.

I wiped the smile from my face as I entered the dining area.
"You called madam?" I said innocently.

"Do you not know how to cook?" She shouted as she glared at me. "This egg is extremely pepper. What the heck were you thinking?"

"It is madam?" I retained my innocence. "I'm so sorry madam. I didn't realize. Here take a sip of tea. It will make you feel better." I handed her the cup and she took it hastily. 

She took a sip and swallowed. She took another sip but it remained in her mouth. As the pepper took effect I watched as she spewed the contents all over the dining room table.

"I don't think Mr. Nichols will be happy about you being childish and ruining his expensive table with tea," I said as I tried to hold back my laughter.

"You...you you Uhg!" Her face was as red as an overripe tomato as she tried to find words to curse me. "You are a wicked bitch! You are fired!" She shouted and I just rolled my eyes.

"I hope your hot tongue feels better by the end of the day. You might want to put something cold on it." I couldn't hold back my laughter this time when I saw the shocked look on her face.

Her eyes widened. "You did this on purpose!"

"It was an accident." I smiled sweetly at her. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a house to clean."

I left the dining room but the string of curse words that she fired at me echoed throughout the house.

I started cleaning the living room first. While dusting the furniture,  Sheila came in with a yoga mat rolled up under her arm.

"Will you hurry up and clean this area maid." She looked at me disgusted. "My friends will soon be here for our yoga session."

I stopped dusting to look at her petite figure. "Did you ask Mr. Nichols if you could have friends over?" I asked her. "I don't think he will be happy about that."