Pleasuring the Maid novel Chapter 5

The drive to my place was comfortable silent except for the occasional directions I was giving Ray. What transpired earlier at their place remained a big elephant.

"Ava, do you live alone? ' Ray questioned after packing his blue convertible on the small drive way.

'It's quite embarrassing how I know nothing about you yet you've been working for us for close to 1 year now.' He shook his head disbelievingly.

' Tell you what? why don't we order take out, and you tell me as much as you can about yourself while we watch a movie? In return I will tell you as much as I can about myself too. Is that okay with you beautiful?"

He just called me beautiful, for the second time. What happened to the old Ray that called me disgusting, what happened to the old Ray that used to insult me all the time? I had so many questions, but that could wait. I would tell him everything about me. Then he would answer my questions and tell me what I needed to know about him.

After eating pepperoni pizza and a coke each, we settled on watching the Witcher, after arguing for almost 4 minutes. Ray apparently didn't like the series, but I got him to agree after giving him a peck too easy I thought.

So I told him about my mothers death, about my cousins not giving a damn about me. I told him about my aunt who travelled so much not caring if I was okay or not. I didn't dwell on my grandparents because it was still a sensitive topic for me.

"That's so sad, It was so selfish of me to taunt you when you had no one in your life Ava, I didn't know, I'm so sorry beautiful, I never thought you went through so much at such a young age. I swear you are really strong baby girl.

But Ava, haven't you ever loved someone? I mean, don't you have a man in your life? Who did you lose your Virginity to?"

'Come on Ray, what has my virginity got to do with this? Well if you must know, my hymen is...'

'Wtf Ava? and you just let us man handle you... ' Ray's panicky state made me smile.

' Oh calm down Ray, you didn't even let me finish my statement. Are you afraid of virgins that much ? ' I teased him, before contining.

" I had only one friend growing up, no kid wanted to be friends with me except one boy. Nate is his name. He was pretty hot, and a don't care type of person. He liked hanging out with me saying he liked how lonely I was. He never questioned my choice of dressing and he always told me that I didn't have to change what I choose to wear just because other people didn't like it.

After my mum passed on, we became really close, he helped me through it all, comforting me and telling me it was going to be alright. At that time, he wasn't seeing anyone although he was pretty popular. Being a year older than me and in college, he had girls wanting him all the time. He was a fuckboy and I didn't mind because he didn't mind the fact that I was a loner so it wasn't really my business.

On my 18th birthday, Nate came over we ate cake and a couple of drinks and then I started getting all emotional, telling him how I wished mum was there for my birthday, I was a crying mess, I guess he didn't know how to calm me down so he kissed me.

One thing led to the other and we ended having sex that night over and over again. We did it two more times before we mutually decided to just remain friends. Then after sometime, he fell in love with some girl called Emily and he just stopped talking to me.

The girl was bitchy and she hated my guts. The Nate that I once knew was gone and he became just as bad as everyone else . I wondered how and why love would change a person that much? Wasn't love supposed to bring joy?

I remember one night he just texted me and told me he found me disgusting, that he had only taken advantage of my mums death to get close to me and eventually pop my cherry. I was devastated for some time, I felt used and dirty so I decided that I would just satisfy my sexual needs henceforth with my own hands.