Pleasuring the Maid novel Chapter 2

****Ava's Pov***

It was supposed to be a good Sunday for me, but no, those pricks had to ruin it for me. Goddess I was so mad that I could kill someone, and bury their corpse with no remorse.

One pathetic call, one goddamned annoying phone call from Bryson was all it took to dampen my mood completely. I mean, I thought I was going to enjoy my Sunday alone, watching movies and obviously sleeping in the afternoon, seems the boys had another plan for me.

Bryson had called me, demanding my presence at the mansion, he refused to tell me why he needed me there, he just demanded I go.

His parents were out of the country, so I didn't get why he would bother me during my day off. They were always going for business trips, they were hardly home. Even when they were around, they'd spent most of their time at their office doing whatever business people do.

So mostly it was just their two boys and well me. Before they left, they had asked me to move into their place, they weren't happy with the fact that I commuting to and fro on a daily basis.

Even when I tried to assure them that I was okay with going to and fro daily they still insisted I move in. I still hadn't moved, but I would have to sooner or later, well before they came back.

Yes Bryson's call pissed me to no end. It's not that I could do anything about it, I was being paid, he was literally my employer because I worked in their home. So I sucked it up, woke up and left my house.

Now I was walking furiously to the bus stop, muttering all kind of curses to those devils even though they couldn't hear me. "Aaargh" I pulled my messy hair regretting instantly because of the pain I felt.

The pricks' phone call woke me up from my sleep, I didn't get time to comb my hair or even make myself a nice cup of coffee with sweet pancakes. I know I looked hideous, with hair stuck all over the place, red eyes, but I just wanted to go see why I was being summoned and go back to my place.

I had managed to put on baggy sweats and a big black tee-shirt, well I always wore baggy things. Every trouser and tee shirt I owned was baggy, I liked them that way.

It wasn't long before I boarded the bus, but the creepy looks I was getting from other passengers made me want to alight and just walk. Their disgusting looks nearly forced me to crawl under the seats. I managed to survive the nasty stares and  in less than 20 minutes I was standing at the front porch ringing the door bell.

Thud! a few curses and then boom! the door was opened and oh Goddess! the man standing before me was shirtless. Ray seriously had a nice body, his chest was glistening with sweat, seems he had been working out. Should have been disgusted but damn! His shoulders were broad, with veinous arms ,the upper arms were packed with muscles. The protruding guns were literally calling on to me to feel them beneath my small fingers.

He had a well defined six pack, one that would make any woman to salivate.  His basket ball shorts hanging dangerously low, giving a sneak peak of the nice trail that went downwards between his muscular thighs.

goddes! mouth watering, I thought. It was definitely a sight to see. I didn't realize I was staring until Rays' obnoxious laugh snapped me back to reality. I didn't miss the tingle between my legs, but I didn't dwell on it odd I thought.

'Bry man, come down see for yourself' he shouted between laughs. Bryson skipped two stairs at a time and when he saw me, he laughed so hard that he had to sit down at the bottom of the staircase.

'Oh my god Ava! you look like a princess' Bryson sassed ,still laughing.

'this bitch looks like she slept with a dick in between her legs the whole night, I mean look at her, looks like she got it real good ha ha, her face is screaming sex, what a whore!' Bryson continued.

I was on the verge of breaking down, for goodness sake, why would they say such vile things. I didn't have the after sex look. They were just pushing my buttons, but I wouldn't cry in front of the two.

No, I couldn't give them the satisfaction. After all it had always been like this, the insults and hurtful remarks were thrown my way with every chance they got. I  should have been used to them by now but every single insult still got to me.

Gathering enough courage, I faced Bryson 'Why do you need me here?' I questioned, my voice shaky because of the unshed tears.

'Oh now the scam can talk Ray.' Bryson said, rolling his eyes.

'but anyway, where the fuck is my white Calvin Klein briefs, I can't find them anywhere and you know they're my favorite, where did you put them? You were the only one in my bedroom yesterday and I can swear those briefs were on top of the dresser before I left, and I couldn't find them this morning, so I'm not going to repeat myself, where the fuck are they? Or did you take them to your useless boyfriend? oh wait, do you even have a boyfriend Ava, you are so ugly."

He was mocking, taunting me with his insults.