Okay, here's the suspenseful chapter 2...Review please...y'all.
Bridgette arrived at Heather's fashionably early...9:28. She wanted anyway to legally acquire that board...Even if it meant sucking up to Heather.
"Damn...that bitch has it made." Bridgette starred at the mansion. "Well [sigh], here goes it." she walked up to the door. Sighed with her hand ready to knock. And put on a fake smile. "Five days till surfboard, five days to surfboard." she said to herself. Heather answered the door.
"Bridgette." she looked at her 1,000$ watch. "Right on time."
"Yeah..."
"Well, come in." Bridgette stepped in "Whoa." she admired the hugeness.
"Nice isn't it." "Worth more then you'll make in 3 lifetimes." Bridgette rolled her eyes. "Lets just get this over with." she groaned
"Uh, uh uhhhhh, you will speak to your boss in a respectable tone of voice...or no money." Heather may be a douche, but she still has money.
"Fine..." Bridgette sighed and put on her happy face "What do you want me to do first Heather?"
"That's a good girl." she said in a playful voice. Bridgette rolled her eyes again. "Wait here while I get you your uniform." she skipped off "And don't roll your eyes at me." Damn, she has groaning vision. Bridgette, confused; sat in an easy chair in the living room, starring at all the nice things Heather's family have. "Wow...these people know how to live." …. "But a uniform?" Heather came back a few moments later.
"Here you go." she showed Bridgette a blue bikini piece that matched her hoodie.
"Wait wait wait, sorry Heather, that is where I draw the line." "I'm sorry, I can't work for you." she got up to leave
"Oh fine...but where else will you find this kind of money for a new surf board." "Gotcha." she whispered, while Bridgette was halfway out the door...she sighed again then, swallowed her pride, and turned around.
"I hate you." she grabbed the uniform, and went to the nearest bathroom, Heather was smirking all the way.
"Hook...Line...Sinker." Heather smirked... Bridgette walked out several minutes later in the bathing suit, matching her sweatshirt.
"Well, how do I look?" she asked
"Beautiful."
"What?"
"Uh, nachos."
"Nachos?"
"Nachos you too." "Come on, I'll show you to the pool." Heather walked her sown the hallway.
"Uh so...Heather...I have a few questions."
"Which are?"
"One, where are your parents...and servants...and why do I have to wear this bikini?"
"My parents left for a week long business trip yesterday, and I gave the help a few days off...and your gonna be out there awhile, it's gonna be HOT, and now...the pool."
"Whoa!"
The pool was so nice, it actually made Bridgette's mouth drop.
"So...you like it?"
"Heather, this is so...so...so..."
"Nice, amazing, extravagant?" how bout all 3
"Yes."
"Well, I don't pay you to stand around...start skimming." she handed Bridgette the pool skimmer.
"Fine." she went right to work, and Heather got to watching her work on a lawn chair. Starring at Bridgette's work.
"Oh yes...that's right, bent over you little slut." she whispered watching Bridgette skim. "Oh...yes." "Heather, you are a genius...a fucking genius." after her pleasurable skim, she made Bridgette do everything else. When it came to scrubbing the sides, Bridgette got on her hands and knees. Occasionally her suit would bunch up. Which made it look sorta like a thong. This drove Heather mad. At one point she was massaging her puss lost in the moment, that's when Bridgette turned around.
"Uh...what are you doing?"... Heather, having to think quickly, frantically spilled her drink on herself.
"Oops, clumsy me, better go change...uh; clean this mess up." she walked away
"UGH" Bridgette groaned loudly. "I hate this job."
She continued to work all through the day...at 5, Heather was finally ready to let her go.
"Okay Heather, the whole pool is spic and span, clear as crystal, there isn't a spot on it." Bridgette reported
"Excellent job Bridgette, but I'll be the judge of that." Heather got down and ran her finger across the side of the pool. "Aw, there's a streak, sorry Bridgette, your gonna have to start over."
"Grrrrrrr!" Bridgette's eye twitched...2 hours later
"Okay, now it's perfect."
"Very good, now you be sure to be here all the earlier tomorrow, Kay." she gently slapped her cheeks, Bridgette almost brought herself to tears. Good thing Heather can't read minds.
"O...O...O...Okay."
"Okay, what?"
"Okay Ms. Heather...ma'am."
"Good girl." Bridgette turned away to start crying but Heather stopped her. "Wait almost forgot, your pay." Heather put two 50's in her hands." Bridgette got dried eyed.
"Wow, thanks."
"Now get out of here." Bridgette got teary eyed again, and walked away before she had to whimper. "And make sure to wear the suit tomorrow." Heather called out...After Bridgette was out of earshot... "Well, I've humiliated her, tomorrow I start seducing her...Bridgette is going to be mine, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...I am a fucking genius."
There it is, finally, PLEASE REVIEW...Yeah I'm sorry it took so long, I've just been so damn busy lately...Yeah, please review my other stories too...=) and thank you. Yeah you guys are the best, okay drive safely.
