The Bosses Weakness

The interview.

Episode 1

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“If you go to war…I’m going with you, I won’t leave you and that’s the truth…” She held his hand. “People that care should matter to you…not those that don’t care”

Denise looked into her eyes, a burning desire flared up in him and he moved closer to kiss Melanie…their tongues meeting each other…he made her lie down as he pulled open her robe slowly. Melanie had never shown any guy her naked body..

But with Mr Carson it was different, she was ready to do it with him…she wanted him to be her first…she enjoyed how her body vibrated to his touch. He kissed her everywhere her hands, legs and breasts… giving her love bites on her neck he realized that he was fully turned on. He had planned for it all along as he brought out the CD’s in his pocket and taking of his shorts he wore them…she seemed nervous.

“This is my first time..”

He kissed her talking lips…”I will be gentle”

He breathed…his hardness slowly entering her, Thrusting upward over and over. While they gasped. Finally after a while their was a wave of satisfaction. He lay by her side and she hugged him tightly. Then they both fell asleep. There and then.

MELANIE WALTERS POV:

I had woken up from my hard bed, at about 6:30am arranging my ruffled hair.

.I rushed past my annoying Elder brother Michael who seemed to be busy in the kitchen.

“Its still early and here you are making my kitchen look unfit for human use” I scolded. He laughed at what I knew wasn’t funny at all.

“Melanie…I paid for all this, this is my house remember?. Let’s not personalize the whole thing”

I scoffed “Your house indeed…talk about personalizing” Pretending to ignore me he went straight to the living room

“what’s for breakfast sis”

My little brother Kyrmen asked as he entered the kitchen, his dark eyes looking drowsy, he was just Ten years old but looked like a fourteen year old teenager.

It ran in our blood I guess, The looking older than our age stuff

“Have you brushed your teeth?.. here you are asking me for breakfast” he forced a smile “Fine I’ll brush”.

I was like the mother of the house, I loved my brothers so much I guess that’s why I was able to keep them together even when my parents had died a long time ago.

We all lived in various hardships, been maltreated by many of our aunts and uncles who felt we were burdens. But Michael and I worked hard and even got enough money to rent up a house.

When my parents died in a ghastly car accident, I remember feeling like all was lost…I Lost my faith in the universe, I felt Terrible and I also wanted to join my parents where ever they were but the strength from Michael and his will to move on gave me the strength to move forward against all odds. Some times I wonder if my brothers would ever survive without me, because I knew that I wouldn’t survive if they ever got hurt.

Now the big issue today was my job interview at about 9am. I had applied for a maid job at one of the biggest mansions in Grundy, I needed to get this job because over here in Grundy it seemed really hard to get a reasonable job Even at the age of 18..

The mansion was big and beautiful, I felt like I had entered a castle, There were fields and Orchards even a garden too. “Good morning” I greeted one of the guards who looked a bit approachable, he stared at me in acknowledgement “Who?”

“My name is Melanie…I came here for the job interview”

At first he looked confused but later he nodded “oh the interview..”

I was ushered in by one of the maids in the mansion, she seemed pretty nice and way older than I was “Please remain here in the courtyard…Mr. Carson would be with you shortly” She made me sit down on a brown colored chair.

But a certain curiosity rushed in” Madam” I asked “why isn’t the head maid interviewing me….why should the owner do so” She smiled “Well over here it’s Carson’s choice or none….you would understand…if you do get the job” she ended looking at me from my head to toe.

I felt a little scared, the house, the maids even the chair I sat on intimidated me. I started to feel suffocated…this usually happened whenever I got nervous.

Few minutes later I heard footsteps behind me…I wanted to turn to see who it was but on second thought I faced forward. My eyes were still on the floor So I could only see his shoes and I could tell he was wearing a suit, his cologne filling my breathing space. And To make things dramatic a little I raised my eyes slowly to look at him. Suddenly my eyes got locked to his but I quickly unlocked it…my hands started sweating…I looked up again as he stretched out his hands to collect my resume but I didn’t look directly at him

“ Melanie Walters?”

I heard my name coming out from his mouth and for the first time and I liked how my name sounded in his voice, I blushed a little “yes….yes sir”

“You have an impressive resume, you really enjoy having house jobs”

I felt like he was mocking me..

“it’s not like I enjoy it sir…that’s what I am good at, so I do it”

He sighed then said almost in surprise” You are eighteen?”

I smiled inwardly. I was used to people being surprised, because I looked way too mature for my age.

“Yes sir…”

He stood up…and handed me my resume, I became scared and looked at him as he stood over me, suddenly I realized that I was staring at him for the first time,

His eyes were light brown, he had a cleaned shaved face…and his hair seemed combed all through and shiny. He had small beautiful but mean eyes and the perfect lips for a man in his late twenties, and was handsomely fair. I almost lost myself before I realized that I might actually not get the job.

“Sir….it’s something wrong”. He shook his head in disapproval.

“Teenagers have a lot of excuses…you know?”

He replied suddenly looking away and placing his hands in his pockets. He said teenagers like I was a certain 14 year old trying to get a job.

“No sir am not like other teenagers…I am very responsible…If I wasn’t I would have lied about my age and gotten here…but I can prove to you how reliable and hardworking I can be…” He suddenly cut me short

“Fine you are hired but…you will be on probation for two weeks, if you prove to be worthless, you would be terminated immediately” Thank gracious.

I became happy “Thanks a lot sir I won’t let you down”

He waved his hand “Go to the next room, Esther would brief you on what and when to start.

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That night I told Kyrmen about My work, The buildings and all the beautiful things I saw in the Carson’s Mansion…

“How much would you be paid? “he asked as he packed his school books

“About 10 dollars a day….that’s if I work diligently….any mistake would be deducted from my pay check”

I saw him smiling “Soo you are indirectly telling me…to make sure I don’t make you go late for work or hinder you in anyway right?” I grabbed his neck in our usual playful manner “you little brat when did you learn to speak like an old man”.

The Next day I got early for work, When my Maid uniform was handed over to me by Miss Esther, I felt slightly uncomfortable as it seemed a little above my Knee.

“Melanie, I want to introduce you to other workers ” Miss Esther said to me as she took me to the hall way leading to the main living room.

At first I was surprised to see all the maids and workers lined up in the hall, I kept wondering if they arranged their selves in that order because of me.

Looking a bit nervous I asked Miss Esther why they were there…”It’s our daily roll call…. Boss Carson’s orders” with a sigh of relief I joined her.

Obviously all eyes turned to me, I was still contemplating if their eyes were on my gown or on Me. I was introduced and we all changed pleasantries, later I joined them to stand in line.

They were all Nice though, but After awhile I realized I was the youngest person in the room.

He descended the stairs shortly after, wearing a normal blue long sleeve shirt, with a Jean jacket and a Jean trouser, his hair was still as thoroughly gelled and shiny as before,he looked pretty casual cause he didn’t exactly close up all his buttons, he arranged the Collar of his shirt as he approached us.

They all greeted him in utmost respect and I almost bit my tongue trying to join in.

“Can’t you greet…Miss Walters” He asked rudely.

His eyes were on the floor, I wondered how exactly did he saw me not greeting, I swallowed “Goodmor…. Morning Sir Carson”

He ignored, and proceeded to what ever he was about to say

“ In one week time…I would be Throwing a welcome Party For My sister, as you all know, I do not tolerate Mistakes, I want it to be the best party. Exactly as I detailed it to be, I expect by now that you all know the kinds of things to cook, the things my Mira is allergic to and Soo on …And am telling you all this because I expect the planning to start Now!”

Mrs. Esther rose her hand to say something

“Sir please if I may?” She asked and He cut her off immediately. “ wait till am done Esther…” This gesture from him really pissed me off, Miss Esther was the oldest maid and Old enough to be his Mother, How rude, I scoffed silently, hoping that no one heard me.