Author's Notes:

This story contains a couple of HSM3 spoilers but nothing major! So if you don't want to spoil the film then come back and read it after you've watched it. This story is dedicated to Headinfordisaster who inspired me and helped me with the 'maid' details in this story. Thank you!

June 2008

It was a blazing hot afternoon in Utah as Vanessa made her way from her trailer to Zac's. She looked longingly at the paddling pool as she passed and vowed to come back and use it as soon as she was finished filming for the day. She had been all dressed up, made up and ready to go for her next scene with Ashley and Lucas when she was told by Kenny to take a twenty minute break because the lighting had been set up incorrectly. At first she was just going to sit in her trailer and read but then she'd remembered that Zac had a few hours spare in between takes so she decided to go and surprise him. She tiptoed up the few steps and quietly opened the door, which was thankfully unlocked. She quickly scanned the room and found Zac sitting relaxed on the sofa, his head tilted back, listening to his I-Pod while tapping his foot from time to time. He had no idea of her presence as his eyes were tightly shut and she took a moment to just drink in his gorgeousness. He was still dressed in his previous scenes clothes which consisted of a tight while t-shirt that hugged his chest and a big tattoo that was painted onto his arm. He'd been playing Sharpay's number one fan and still had the red rose and camera he's used in the scene next to him on the sofa. She hoped he wouldn't grow to like the tattoo and want one in real life. She liked to see his muscles in all their glory, not being covered up by ink and especially not being covered up by a huge red heart with Sharpay written through it.

She slowly and silently moved towards him and came to a stop between his open legs. She could hear the beat of the music coming out of his earphones and smiled happily to herself as she recognised one of her own songs. She leisurely skimmed her pink feather duster over his cheek which made his face scrunch up and his eyes snap open.

Zac ripped his earphones out his ears and took a deep breath as he took in the sight before him. He wasn't sure what a heart attack felt like but he was damn well sure he was having one. He couldn't control the beating of it and he wondered if it was going to explode out of his chest. He let his eyes drop to the floor so he could start from the bottom and work his way up. To begin with he was met by a pair of sensational black shiny strappy heels that looked like they could do some serious damage if the owner such intended. Next he let his eyes trail languorously up a pair of exquisite legs. They seemed to go on forever and they were so shapely and inviting that he immediately imagined them wrapped tightly around him. Her body was covered with a very short and very sexy maid's outfit. The black dress ended mid thigh and he could just about make out the tantalizing top of her suspenders. The dress was black, nipped in at the waist with white frills, white apron and black lace and the bodice pushed her boobs up and out, just enticing him to touch the silky skin. His breathing hitched in his throat and he eventually came to rest on her face. Her hair was straight, flowing over her shoulders and tied at the top with a white ribbon headband. Her skin was absolutely flawless; her eye make-up was dark and alluring. Her cheeks slightly blushed and her pouting lips glistened with rosy coloured gloss. He grabbed her hand and pulled her down so that her legs straddled over his lap.

'God Van am I dreaming?' he asked, his voice coming out all hoarse.

'Oh no, your very much awake. In fact I'd say every part of you is very much awake,' she giggled as they both looked down at the evident bulge in his trousers.

'You are absolutely gorgeous,' he moaned, and threw his head back as she unzipped his jeans and trailed her hand up his shaft. He cupped her face in his hands and brought her head down so he could connect their lips but she pulled back, retracting her hand from around his penis. He groaned from lack of contact and the fact that she was denying him access to her kissable lips.

'You can't spoil my make-up baby,' she pouted but tilted her head slightly so he could instead have access to her neck. He took the invitation without hesitation and it didn't take him long to find her weak spot, making her groan in pleasure.

'Zac,' she whispered as he trailed his lips down to her cleavage as his hands glided under her skirt. His erection pressed against her lace trimmed silky knickers and she bucked her hips as he started to slide the material to one side. Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door and Chucky's voice penetrated through the metal.

'Vanessa, are you in there? We need you back on set now.' Vanessa pushed Zac away as he purposely ignored Chucky and carried on lavishing attention to her heaving chest as she fought to control her breathing.

'Um yes, I'll be right there Chucky,' she called as she sprung off his lap and straightened out her outfit.

'Van, you can't leave me now,' pleaded Zac. She looked down at his lust filled eyes and his erection standing to attention and nearly gave in. She knew she was wet and she so wanted to feel him inside her but the rational part of her brain won over and she knew she had to get back on set. She reluctantly backed away to the door, never taking her eyes away from his.

'Can't you at least keep the outfit?' he asked hopefully.

'I doubt it. But at least you'll still have your dreams.'

October 18th Zac's Birthday

Zac kicked off his shoes and turned the lights on of the bungalow he'd rented for the night. He'd just spent the evening having dinner with his family and friends at the Italian restaurant Pace, followed by a trip to the Chateau Marmont Hotel for an after party. He'd had a truly great time but now he just wanted to spend some alone time with his beautiful and thoughtful girlfriend, who'd helped organise his whole birthday.

'Okay, here it is,' called Vanessa as she came through the door carrying a large square gold box.

'Here what is?' he asked, spinning around to be greeted by the box being placed into his hands.

'Your extra birthday gift,' she said, grinning as he untied the bow. His eyebrows nearly shot off his head as he recognised the dress at once.

'Is this-' he stuttered, only to be cut off by Vanessa as she pulled out the dress and held it up against herself.

'The maid outfit,' she finished for him. 'Yes it is.'

'The actual one. How did you manage that?' he asked his pupils dilating in anticipation.

'Aah I have my ways,' she winked. 'Give me a minute while I change,' she ordered as she pushed him down onto the nearest chair and ran to the bathroom.

Zac's mind floated back to some of the recent High School Musical Premiere's he'd been at and he remembered all the whoops they'd received as Vanessa's maid scene was played out on the big screen. Man he could hardly concentrate on the rest of the film after seeing her looking so hot and he knew all the guys in the audience where so jealous of him. They would have been even more jealous had they known she actually took the costume home.

It was the longest minutes of Zac's life but eventually the bathroom door creaked open. She wrapped one leg around the door and as her leg rose her dress hitched up and the black lacy suspenders were clearly visible, causing Zac to gulp and his eyes to widen in pleasure.

Vanessa sashayed saucily out the door and rested casually against an old antique desk.

'Your maid has arrived sir. Is there any housekeeping you need doing?' she asked huskily. She flicked her pink feather duster in the air cheekily before turning around and swaying her ass in his direction. Before she knew it he had pressed himself against her and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist. She could feel his rock hard length dig into her and she let her head rest against his shoulders as his hands cupped her breasts.

'Mmm I know someone who needs doing,' he rasped, his hot breath tickling her ear. She twirled around in his arms and connected her lips with his in a fiery kiss. It wasn't long before she was asking permission to be inside his mouth and he gripped her ass and pulled her closer as her tongue was granted access and began a tantalizing exploration of his mouth.

'Do you class that as housekeeping sir? Because I like to keep things professional,' she whispered, her hands expertly unbuttoning his shirt.

'Oh yeah, I'd call it that,' he replied early, trying to locate the zipper on her dress.

'Good because you know what they say. A good maid gets the job done.' She undid the top button of his trousers and felt the tip of his hot penis straining against the elastic of his boxer shorts. He felt magnificent and he closed his eyes at her touch and trampled his trousers away from his ankles. She turned around again and swayed her buttocks against him, teasing his hardness with the silky fabric of her knickers. He hooked his finger inside the side of her knickers and she felt him slide them down her legs. She gasped in surprise as she felt the tip of his penis catch between her legs and closed her eyes at the feel of his soft, firm skin. He slowly unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor before lifting her up onto the desk and moving away from her.

'I want to watch you,' he said. She looked up at him in confusion for a moment, her eyes locked with his. 'I want to see you touching yourself,' he demanded. She raised her eyebrows seductively before picking up her duster again and gently brushed it over her breasts before sweeping it further down her body, paying particular attention to her clitoris. She then threw the duster to him before repeating the process again, only this time with her fingers. His breath shuddered as he watched her and he stepped forward so their mouths could met in a passionate kiss, teeth clashing and tongues dancing as they pressed themselves together. Vanessa wrapped her legs around him as she licked his erect pink nipples and her senses filled with the scent of him. He cupped her breasts and massaged them slightly before bending down to suck on her nipples.

'Zac, please.' She wrapped her legs tighter around him and for a moment they were eye to eye, locked in each other then he pushed into her, his mouth opening into a silent gasp. She closed her eyes and threw her head back as he thrust into her, kissing her and sucking her lips and she heard her own moans through the sound of their union. He grabbed her bottom and picked her up with ease as he waded towards the bed. Before they made it though he leaned her up against the wall and pushed into her body. She grabbed his hair as she panted out his name and rested her forehead against his. Breathless she disengaged herself from him and let her legs drop to the floor. She made her way back over to the desk and bent over it.

'Take me,' she begged him. He was beside her in an instant, spread-eagling her over the desk and sliding inside her from behind. She guided his hands so he could play with her clitoris as he continued to pump into her and she took the opportunity to pinch her own nipples.

'God Van, I'm going to come,' he groaned as he pulled out of her and leaned forward so his front was pressed against her back, their skin kissing and his hand caressing her body. He walked away and sat down on the nearest chair, beckoning her over with his eyes. She straddled him, grabbing the back of the chair as she slowly slid onto him and whimpered into his ear at the sensations it caused in her. He turned his head and captured her lips in a very slow kiss then suddenly lunged at her breast, taking her nipple in his mouth and rocking deep inside her so that she arched towards him.

'Zac I'm going to come. Zac,' she cried out and she shook in the aftermath of her orgasm. Zac smiled at her as she relaxed and stroked a stray curl away from her face.

'I thought I was called sir,' he mocked, tracing a tantalizing finger down the length of her back.

'Well sir, you'll have to catch me,' she squealed as she wriggled off him. He caught up with her before she made it to the bed. Sinking to his knees he pushed her down onto the carpet. He opened her legs and buried his face between them, causing Vanessa to cry out and tug on the bed sheets, bringing them down as his hot mouth made her burn with ecstasy.

Panting, she crawled onto the bed and as soon as Zac joined her she forced him onto his back and took his penis gently in her hands. She took a firm hold of the base with one hand and stroked the length up and down with the other before licking it from the base to the tip. Breathing in as she went up and breathing out as she went down the change in temperature got him so excited that he gripped onto the pillows behind him. She then took him into her mouth, swirling her tongue lightly around the tip before sucking slowly. She swallowed as she sucked which pulled slightly on the head of his penis and made him thrust his hips and groan in pleasure. She played with and squeezed his balls as she took him further into her mouth, moaning so he could feel it reverberating through him and causing him to shudder in bliss. She locked eyes with his as she sucked him further in still, while pressing her breasts against his balls.

'Van stop,' he called, stilling her by gripping her head. Giving into his dominance she switched onto her back and slid her legs around his waist as he held her hands high above her head. She dug her heels into his back as he continually thrust into her and her hands gripped his shoulders tightly.

'Yes, yes,' he gasped, his eyes narrowing and then closing as he came and Vanessa cried out loudly in pleasure as she reached her own summit.

'That baby was seriously the best birthday present I have ever received,' he stated happily as he pulled her body in closer to him. She curled up against him, tangling her legs with his and looked up at him with her big brown eyes.

'So you'll tell the press that, if they ask you?' she said playfully, running her hands over her chest.

'Yep. I'll say my favourite gift was a naughty maid. And I mean very naughty.' He wiggled his eyebrows and gently tickled her as her laughter filled the room.

'Seriously though, if they ask just say you liked Ashley's gift best.'

'What and start all those rumours off,' he scoffed, looking deep into her eyes.

'But she took ages to pick out that gift and it would make her so happy. Anyway as long as we know the truth then that's all that matters.' She kissed him lovingly on the lips before resting her head on his chest.

'God I love you naughty maid,' he sighed satisfyingly, stroking circles onto her back before tangling his hand into her hair. 'Oh and your right what they say about maids. They do always get the job done, or at least my naughty maid did.'