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Daniel and Samantha Robinson were a power couple. Now both on their mid-forties, the duo had been together for a little over twenty years, having met when the woman was just a freshman in the same university he went to. Both with successful careers, nowadays they worked at home with a handpicked clientele; he as an accountant, while she as a lawyer. There were no kids, as the duo had chosen to not have any. In fact, Daniel went as far as having a vasectomy to ensure that no mishappenings happened. Although he still got some sperm frozen for the odd occurrence of having a change of mind. So the couple lived by themselves, and their two dogs, in a large modern residence just outside of downtown.
Actually, there had been an extra resident until a short time ago, when their live-in maid, Rose, a lovely lady a few years older than them, had to move back to her mother's place to care for the woman's health. Daniel and Samantha had been looking for a replacement ever since, soon coming in contact with a young woman named Layla. She worked for the couple for two weeks as a trial, until they invited her to move in. However, it still wasn't certain whether she would keep the position or not, seeing how Layla would resume her college education by the end of the summer, and caring for their property was a full-time commitment. The lively girl was hardworking, efficient, and pleasing to have around, so Daniel and Samantha were quite satisfied with her service up until now even if it meant to be temporary. The couple did discuss between them offering her better compensation in case she stayed with them but haven't taken action on the matter so far. At least in their eyes, no amount of money could buy off years of higher education, so if they were to offer her anything it would have to be something more meaningful and valuable than that. In any case, they still had about two months to decide on the matter.
For now, Daniel stood in the kitchen, by the countertop, on a Thursday morning, around 8 a.m. The man was tall, standing on 6'2" inches of a handsome, toned body. His short brown hair was still a mess from waking up, though his green eyes shone announcing another bright day ahead. He was only dressed in pajamas shorts, exposing his bare torso to any lucky eyes that landed on it. A pair of strong pecs rested on top of a defined six-pack while being framed by wide shoulders. The trimmed beard filled his face in a neat continuation of the hair that was shorter on the sides of his head, only that it was just a shade darker and had some white threads poking out at random, speaking for the man's experience in this world. His arms were thick and strong, with biceps that swam around between elbows and shoulders, ready to effortlessly carry around any weights most people would deem unbearable. One of the dogs, Zeus, lazily sniffed the floor near the man's feet, its ears flickering up and attentive. The otherwise completely white animal except for its black nostrils was the first one to lift its head towards the corridor's entrance to the kitchen. A few seconds later, a young woman stepped into the kitchen, fully dressed up to get on with her duties.
"Good morning, Layla," Daniel's voice was still a little husky, not entirely awake. He had a bitten avocado toast resting in front of him on a small platter and a cup of coffee in hand while reading the news on his tablet. "How was your sleep?"
Layla had a weekly work schedule to follow, but although she was on duty for cooking lunch and dinner, breakfast wasn't on her list of obligations. For the most part, her bosses had reached a point in their lives where having to wake up together with the sunlight wasn't a need anymore. And Samantha, especially, made sure to use that privilege every day, sneaking a few extra minutes, or an hour or two, over her soft, cozy bed and under the heavy, warm blankets.
The new maid was quite a sight to be had around the house, young and fit, barely in her twenties. Truth be told, her presence had been proving at times to be quite troublesome for Daniel, as he couldn't always keep his hormones and instincts in check, catching himself staring at her firm body when the girl wasn't looking, with lust in his eyes. His mind would wander on occasion, taken by thoughts of pining Layla down and teasing her for her youthful, overly eager wetness. But it is not that he was an unfaithful man. In fact, Daniel had already confided such desires with his wife, admitting that perhaps having a young maid wasn't the best of choices. The Latin woman just laughed it off and shrugged the matter, telling him that he wasn't the only one to benefit from that sight. It was a great thing that the couple was very in tune with and open about their sexuality, not shy from sharing their inner desires with one another and even exploring them together on a regular basis. Truth be told, just in the previous night, Daniel and Samantha had quite a stimulating conversation about things that could be done with a sweet girl like Layla which led them to a fairly long and steamed, perhaps a little too loud, sexy time. Who knows, maybe they had just stumbled upon the chance of expanding theirs and someone else's horizons again.
"Samantha and I are meeting with friends for lunch today, so it's one less thing for you to worry about," the man smiled at the blonde young woman. Zeus, a strong, three years old Dogo Argentino, came to bump his cold nose on Layla's knee and greet her good morning. His sister, Luna, just a few pounds smaller than him, was still sound asleep together with Samantha. "Please, don't forget to let the dogs outside when the gardeners are gone. We should be out until late in the afternoon."
