Pleasuring the Maid

Chapter 10

Ray's Pov.

'There was no way I would have controlled myself Ava. ' I paused, wanting her to let the information

sink.

'I had no sexual restraint whatsoever. beautiful, and I didn't want our first time to be like that. ' I

continued.

'In fact, I wanted to kiss you so bad. It took every ounce of self constrain to push you back. ' She

nodded in understanding.

She was a indeed good person with an equally beautiful heart. Looking at her right now, with her face

displaying the sexual after glow made me feel good about myself. After all, moments earlier I had made

her scream as a strong orgasm tore through her.

We'd really hurt Ava, I admit it was so immature of us and unfair to her. She never wronged us in any

way, yet we never gave her peace of mind. Always taking any chance we got to make her feel

unwanted and unloved.

I wasn't happy with my actions at all. Guilt began setting in that night she told me about her family, Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

especially about her mum. I felt so bad about myself, wanting nothing but to apologize over and over

again.

We'd wanted Ava since the first time she set foot in this house. I remember mum telling us one

Saturday morning that we'd have a new maid. What we really didn't expect was for her to be a

teenager who was extremely beautiful and down to earth.

Our previous nanny was in her forties, and well her face wasn't attractive at all. I still get chills every

time I think about what she did to Bryson. She's the reason why Bryson couldn't accept his feelings for

Ava.

Well, this is a story Bryson should tell himself but he wasn't ready yet.

I knew Bryson had feelings for Ava, we both had. We'd started sharing girls at 16 Bry was 14 then. And

even though to most of the people it seemed odd, we really didn't have a problem with it.

That was no different when it came to Ava. We wanted her, we wanted her so bad it scared us. Yes we

had a fair share of women, but not even once were feelings involved.

But with Ava, we couldn't help but just love her personality. All the insults we always threw on her face

hurt us more than they hurt her.

Every tear she ever shed because of us brought pain to our hearts. You probably wondering why we

did it in the first place. We had our reasons, and as much as it was mostly because of Bry, I couldn't

pursue Ava alone.

Lately, Bryson couldn't control his feelings for Ava. He didn't know how to deal with them and so he had

resulted to abusing Ava more and more.

Everything about her seemed to set him off lately. He was confused about the whole situation and he

ended up directing all his frustrations to Ava.

I needed to talk to him, maybe knock some sense into him. But that would have to wait till I talked to

Ava about all this.

I knew it was all confusing to her, but I was glad she was giving me a chance. I could see it in her eyes,

she wanted both of us. I knew she'd never be contended with having me alone and I sure as hell knew

Bryson was hurt earlier when he saw her cum in my arms.

It must have been pure torment for him, seeing me pleasuring her without him there.

"Ava, I wasn't being entirely truthful when I told you about our parents warning about getting close to

you. There's more to that and even though I really would love to tell you everything, it's not my place to

tell.

It really is about Bryson and it's the reason why we've been harassing you beautiful. I promise to talk to

him about this, he will come to you when he is ready. Just please promise to listen to him, he really has

gone through a lot.

It doesn't justify what we've put you through so far. But please give him a chance when the time comes.

As for that night, I couldn't just kiss you Ava. It wasn't only for my sexual desires. Guilt was also killing

me, your story hit me hard. I couldn't face you knowing how much pain I had deliberately brought upon

you. I was ashamed of my actions, so when you kissed me I panicked even though I was aroused

beyond measure.

I didn't understand why you still wanted me even after all that shit we put you through. I understand if

you don't..."

"Bro, mum and dad are on their way."

Bryson called from the other side of the door, cutting me mid-sentence.

***Ava's pov***

I was up on my feet immediately, opening Ray's bedroom door at a supernatural speed.

The only thought in my mind at that time was the utensils I didn't wash since morning. I was so

preoccupied with moving in and falling asleep that I forgot I had work to do.

I didn't wanna lose my job. If I did, then I would be totally done for. Getting a new job in this town was

pretty hard. Life in Africa wasn't pleasant at all for the poor and less educated persons.

I didn't want to imagine how Renata and Reynard would feel coming back to a dirty kitchen.

Unfortunately my educational background wasn't good at all. If you didn't have at least a degree then

you had a hard time finding a good job.

Even though I was working as a maid, my pay wasn't that bad.

Rushing down the stairs as fast as I could, I was in for a surprise. The kitchen was actually free of any

dirty dishes.

Huh, odd. I didn't quite get it, especially knowing that Brianna and her bitchy best friend had been here.

Those brutes enjoyed making my job hard, so why weren't there any wine glasses? Or the utensils that

the boys had used that morning?

"Mercy and Bree cleaned them up."

"Huh?" I couldn't believe what Bryson was telling me now.

"I made them do it, I don't need to explain to you why though, so a thank you would be nice." How

rude.

"Don't start Bry, I don't have energy to deal with you right now and neither does Ava." Ray said, walking

closer to where I stood.

"Of course, you taking sides with the slut now? What about me Ray? '

"Oh please, stop being a baby. Btw who's picking mum and dad up from the airport?" Ray retorted.

"Oh shit!! come on, they're probably about to blow our phones with shit load of calls. Let's go." They

rushed out.

I smiled at that, already visualising how Mrs Roman would pull their ears once she hugged them. She

liked pulling them by their ears, it was really fun to watch seeing as she was 5 ft 0. So they had to bend

to allow her short frame reach out to them.

I really had missed her. As for Mr Romans, well he was a very calm and quiet man. He rarely spoke,

but when he did, he'd make everyone smile.

They were pretty nice, and I enjoyed working for them. The love they showed me was that of a parent

to their child and it made me fill the void my mum left.

I couldn't help but wonder why their sons turned out to be so evil.

Especially Bryson.