Kelvin quickly realized something strange after settling into the mansion: nearly everyone who worked there was a woman. From the kitchen to the laundry, from the garden to the housemaids—he and the gate guard seemed to be the only males around. It was an unusual situation, and it made Kelvin feel both out of place and strangely observed.
As he stood by the window of the hallway, still taking in the size and splendor of the estate, Sam walked over and nudged his shoulder with a grin.
"Hey, come here," Sam whispered, dragging him to the side and leaning in closer. "Wanna know the fun part of working here?"
Kelvin frowned, a little uneasy. "What?"
Sam gestured subtly around them. "As you can see, most of the people working here are women, so you can enjoy their company while you're at it," Sam said with a wide grin on his face.
Kelvin gave him a look that seemed to say, "What? Do you mean...?"
Sam chuckled, clearly enjoying the moment. " Yup...am serious and I mean you can literally stick your d*ck in their pussies and f*ck they brains out..
Kelvin was stunned; he couldn't believe the guy in front of him was a pervert.
"You mean you have...?" Kelvin stuttered.
"Of course almost 50% of them, and except for Miss Jane and the head maid, though. She's one nasty woman," Sam said, a bit disappointed at his own failure to woo the head maid.
"But I believe you can do it anyway... hahaha," Sam let out a heartfelt laugh. "Don't worry, you'll soon learn how things work here. It's a pity I have to leave all this to you, but I really have to go."
Sam sighed and clapped him on the back. "You'll figure things out soon enough. It's a shame I'm leaving—you'd have had a good wingman in me."
Moments later, Sam introduced Kelvin to the head maid.
"This is Clara," he said. "She's in charge of the household and will show you everything you need to know."
Clara was a tall woman in her early fifties with long, dark brown hair pinned neatly behind her head. Her eyes were sharp, intelligent, and stern.
She has a wide protruding hips and well comparted chest full of breast...she was just really pleasing to the eyes.
"I'll take it from here," Clara said, nodding at Sam. "Thank you."
With a final pat on Kelvin's back, Sam waved and walked off down the corridor, leaving Kelvin standing before Clara.
"This way," she instructed simply.
She led him to a modest but clean guest room on the second floor. The furniture was polished, and the bed looked fresh and neatly made.
"This will be your room. You'll be called when you're needed."
Without further words, Clara turned and left, the door clicking softly behind her.
Kelvin sat on the edge of the bed, exhaling deeply. His mind was spinning from all he'd seen and heard since arriving. Sam's words echoed in his head, though he was really curious about it, but he shook them off. He was here for work, not nonsense. The salary was good, and he needed to focus.
Before long, the sun dipped beneath the horizon, casting long shadows over the mansion. A soft knock came at the door, and Clara's voice followed.
"It's time. Come downstairs."
Kelvin stood quickly and followed her, making his way past several maids who glanced at him curiously. Some smiled; others simply nodded in greeting. He offered polite nods in return, feeling slightly self-conscious under their gazes.
Clara led him to a spacious, well-decorated room with warm lighting and an air of quiet dignity. Sitting in a wheelchair by the window was Miss Jane.
"She needs help preparing for her bath," Clara said briskly. "Assist me undress her. I want to bathe her," the head maid said.
Kelvin was taken aback by her absurd request.
"Undress her?" Kelvin repeated, his eyes wide with shock.
"Yes, and be quick. I have a lot of things to do," the head maid replied, her expression serious. She raised an eyebrow, folding her arms. "and You'll be assisting with basic needs. If that's a problem, now is the time to speak."
Realizing he had signed up for this role himself, Kelvin nodded hesitantly. "Understood."
Kelvin hesitated, then went ahead and tried to lift Miss Jane out of the wheelchair. She was heavy. He had expected as much—she was fucking huge ... No wonder they were offering such a substantial amount for the work.
Summoning all his strength, Kelvin finally managed to lift her out of the wheelchair and sit her on the bed before proceeding to undress her.
He began to assist Clara with removing her clothes so she could be bathed. It wasn't a situation Kelvin had imagined himself in, but he tried to be respectful and gentle.
He first took of her top releasing her bountiful saggy breast. Kelvin swallowed hard at the sit of thous breast.
He went ahead and pulled her skirt down, her stomach came down all the way from her normal position down to her thighs....
After undressing her, he carried her up , he could feel her old soft skin pressing against his body and her saggy ass cheeks were grazing against his member down there. he controlled himself and brought her into the bathroom.
Clara took over the bathing process and asked him to wait outside. Kelvin stepped out, exhaling a long breath as he leaned against the wall
Kelvin could see his lower body rising after seeing miss Jane naked body...
He has always admired old mature women and just now after seeing that, he couldn't control his body anymore...he was a virgin after all.
So he quickly left the place
A short while later, Clara called him in again.
"She's ready. Help me bring her back."
Kelvin entered, this time more composed. He lifted Miss Jane again and brought her back to the bedroom, setting her gently on the bed.
he couldn't resist the urge to stair at her old cave between her legs, and coupled with the gray hair on her pussy that made it more seductive to him...
as soon as Kelvin set his eyes on her aged pussy, a dose of blood was pumped to his dick and it began to throb in his trousers.
He was seriously struggling to control himself..
Miss Jane noticed the boy behavior and scanned him from head to toe and her eyes finally landed on his rising member and she chuckled.
"Why is your face red, Seems you haven't seen a woman's nakedness before?... She asked teasingly..in her weak voice
Kelvin felt embarrassed as he was discovered by the old woman...
"Don't worry you will soon get tired of seeing this old woman's nakedness".....she said with a little laugh...
"Hm." She tilted her head slightly. "You handled yourself well. Not many young men your age would take such work seriously."
He gave her a small smile, brushing a bit of sweat from his brow. "Thank you. I'll do my best."
Miss Jane's expression softened. "That's all anyone can ask."
Clara nodded approvingly from the side. " You may go rest. There's more to do later.
Kelvin excused himself quietly and walked back to his room. As he closed the door behind him, he sank onto the bed, exhausted.