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Elise woke up that morning with a happy smile on her pretty face to the sound of her blaring alarm. Today was her first day on a brand new job, and the perks could not be any better. She was now working as a maid for the wealthy Granville family. She was a live in maid, but she was working her way through college. Having this job meant that she got three square meals a day, a room and a bed to sleep in all in the huge Granville manor. She didn't even have to pay rent! The only down side was the fact that she had to get up at 6am every morning. She sighed and turned off her alarm and got out of bed and stretched. She was dressed in her Pjs and she looked a mess. She got up and put her slippers on and her robe and headed towards the bathroom. There were two bathrooms shared by all the servants. She made her way to the one that was closest to hers and walked inside. She washed her face and brushed her teeth and went to the toilet before heading back to her room. It was going to be great. All she had to worry about was her work for college and she'd even be making some money on the side to pay for it. All her worried seemed to have vanished the second he had hear "Congratulations Mrs McManus, You got the job".

She picked up her maid uniform. It was pretty much a black dress with no sleeves. Underneath she had to wear a white blouse and over the top, an apron. She also had to tie her hair back as regulation. She smiled to herself. She supposed she looked okay. The uniform wasn't the most flattering thing on the block but it did the job. Elise was a pretty girl. She had dark wavy hair that reached about her mid back. She had a pair of bright green eyes that shined in the light. She was lean, but still very wholesome looking. She had a pair of round C-cup breasts and a tight ass. Her legs were nicely shaped, showing some years in sport. She had been on the swim team all through high school and one a few national competitions.

Once she was dressed, she walked to the kitchen and ate breakfast with the other servants. She introduced herself happily and got to know a few of the people she would be working with. Once the clock hit 9 am, the chef told her it was time to take Master Granvilleâ??s breakfast to him. She nodded; it seemed an easy enough task.

She watched as he filled the tray with gourmet food. She looked down at the food and was shocked at how much there was to eat. This food would be enough for five people, how could one person eat all this. Suddenly she got images of a mortally obese person. She hoped she wasn't about to walk in on a obese man sleeping naked in his bed. She shook her head. She shouldn't be thinking that way about her new boss.

Elise made her way through the large house and it took her about 5 minutes to get to his room. She knocked on the door and said "Sir, I have your breakfast" she said softly, not walking through the door till he asked her to come in. For all she knew, the guy might be sleeping in the nude.
 
James Granville woke at 7am. He didn't need an alarm, it was habit. He always woke at 7am, no matter what, unless he didn't get to sleep until very late at night. That didn't happen often. He was a man of habit. It was something needed, to do what he wanted to do. He had the passion and desire. Now he just needed the fitness and developed skill.

The first thing he did was shower. His room was very large and had a full bathroom en suite. It was so large that it was like he had numerous rooms. He had a dining area in the corner, next to the window. The rest of his room, however, was dedicated to one thing. James had the desire to make the national rowing team and go to the Olympics to with the gold medal for the country. His room was filled with things for his training. He had weights in one corner, a treadmill, an exersize bike, pull up bars, as well as numerous other fitness items. The most important item was sitting in the middle of the room, looking into a mirror so he could focus on correcting technique. His top-of-the-line rowing machine, also called an ergometer, or erg for short. This was the thing he used most often at home.

Once he showered, he started his morning routine. He would dry off and then pull on only one piece of clothing. A pair of spandex shorts that reached down to just above his knees. He didn't wear underwear beneath it for comfort reasons. He didn't wear a shirt because it would always just get soaked in sweat. He then went and weighed himself and looked in the mirror. He was right where he wanted to be. He was 210 pounds and 6'3". The image in the mirror was good. He stood tall, short brown hair that would stay out of his eyes, light stubble on his face, blue eyes that shined with focus and determination, a broad frame with muscles well defined from his training. He smiled and nodded. He was in the good range for a heavyweight rower. If he could keep this fitness level, all he needed to work on was his skills and he would make the national team easily.

He started by stretching all of the major muscle groups, followed by core exersizes. Some of the things he did looked like yoga, but he didn't think of it that way. He was strengthening his core muscles so he would have better posture and better technique, as well as reduce the risk of back injury. He would then transition from core muscles to some others. He worked with the weights and then some of the other equipment. This was followed by a quick run on the treadmill.

After stepping off the treadmill he made himself a recovery smoothie, as he called it, and grabbed some water. He then got onto the exersize bike. He went easy on it and drank the water and smoothie on the bike. After about fifteen minutes of this break, he got off and moved to the rowing machine with a fresh bottle of water. Now was the start of his real work out. He went for an hour on the erg, finishing his set usually at the time the maid arrived with his breakfast. Usually it would be a large breakfast so he could replace a lot of the calories he burned in his training.

He was looking forward to today. He had a new maid. His maid before had been the woman who had been with him since he was a child. Now that he was fully grown, he'd asked for a new maid, preferably someone younger. He'd been told that they had found someone good for him and he hoped they were right.

He heard the call at the door just as he was nearing the end of his final set on the rowing machine. He had ten power strokes left, then he would be done and he'd take about half a minute to cool down before getting up. He called out in between strokes. "Come......In......I'll be......Ready.......In......A.......Moment." As the door opened he took the last few strokes. With the last one he slowed down. While he cooled down, he drank a little water and focused on keeping good posture. If you could hold good posture when tired, you would do better in races. He finally stepped off the rowing machine and turned to look at his new maid and the breakfast she had brought for him.

((Looks somewhat like this image, but blue eyes and slight differences, but basic idea. James basic image
 
Once Elise had heard the sound of his voice tell her to come in from the inside, she opened the door slowly and walked inside. She was a bit surprised at just how big his room was. In one corner was his bed and in another corner was a dining room table. Off on the side was a closed door and she assumed that was a bathroom of some description. The rest of the room looked like a gym professional work out equipment was all over the place. These Granville's must have had a lot of cash if they could afford all this.

Her eyes then finally landed on the person she was actually going to be working for. When she laid eyes on him, she almost dropped the tray of food. She could not believe it was him she would be working for, of all people, it had to be him.

She had met him before, even if she had not known his name. They had been at a dance, formal, gala event, whatever you wanted to call it. He had come over and started up a conversation. She had gotten bad vibes from him the second he opened his mouth. Every word that came out of his mouth irked of a desire to get into her pants.

Quickly the conversation changed topics and they began to talk about what she was doing at the moment. She said she was going to college as a law student. He seemed to scoff at her and told her there was no point, no one was gonna hire a female lawyer. She had asked him why and he commented saying females were not good lawyers. The conversation began to turn into an argument, one which ended when he dumped her glass of wine over his head, staining probably a nice shirt and giving him an expensive shower before storming away.

Now, she was working for him....karma was a bitch...a big one at that.

She wondered if he would recognize her at all. She was sure later that night he would have got a lay, even if it wasn't her. She decided to hope he would not recognize her at all. Maybe he had forgotten.

She walked over to the dining table and began to set out his food for him.
 
James saw his new maid standing by the table, already setting out his food. He smiled. He took a towel and draped it over his shoulders to hopefully soak up a little of his sweat. He then walked over to the table. He took a good look at the maid. She was facing away from him at the moment, but from behind she was quite attractive, even in the maid outfit. He wasn't sure why his parents had made her wear that. He would soon fix the problem. She was his maid and he wouldn't make her wear that stupid uniform. She could wear whatever she wanted, as long as he liked it.

He moved to the other side of the table and sat down. He then looked up at the maid. Good, she looked as good from the front as she did from behind. Nothing would happen between himself and a servant, but having an attractive maid would be nice. Better than looking at someone older than his parents and obviously tired from years of working, looking after him when he was a kid. He had been a handfull to deal with.

As he looked at the maid, he felt as if he knew her from somewhere, but had no idea where. She looked familiar, but he had no idea where he'd seen her before. He had been told her name, Elise, but even that didn't help him figure it out. He decided that she probably just reminded him of someone he knew and left it at that. He tried to figure out a little about her from her appearance. She seemed smart, but obviously not too well off if she had to get a job as a maid. He couldn't really tell much more about her. He would have to wait and find out.

He smiled at her and pulled one of the plates in front of himself. He pushed the thoughts about who she was to the back of his mind. They would have plenty of time to get to know eachother. He decided to give her a warm welcome. "Thank you for bringing my breakfast, Elise. I would like to welcome you to the manor and hope that we can get along well. Later today we can get you out of that uniform and into something better. For now you can take a break, relax and get settled here. I will call you if I need you for something. Again, thank you and welcome." He handed her a beeper for her to carry so that he could call her if he needed something. He didn't like using bells or yelling. The one thing he didn't realise from what he'd said to her was the alternative meaning about what he'd said about getting her out of the uniform. He had not meant it sexually at all and hadn't even thought about it that way.
 
Elise heard him coming up from behind her and her heart began to pound. Hopefully he had forgotten about her and she could just go on being his new maid. She watched as he sat down in his chair and pulled one of the plates towards him. He began to eat and she listened to him talking.

She nodded when he told her to take a break but she froze in place when he said they would get her out of her uniform. No way she was going to be his sex toy! The obnoxious prick still had not changed much it seemed.

She took the beeper from him and said "Thanks" and put in her pocket and began to make her way out of his room, leaving him to eat in peace.

She let out a relived sigh when she walked out of the door. Perhaps he would never remember her and she wouldn't have to worry about him wanting retribution or whatever. She walked back to her room and pulled out a few of her law text books and began to write some notes. She was determined to keep up with her college work while she worked here
 
James looked at Elise as she left his room. She seemed upset, or annoyed about something. He felt it might even be anger for some reason. He didn't understand. He guessed that working as a maid was probably not her ideal job, but figured that if she had applied for it she wouldn't resent it. He couldn't think of anything he might have said that would have made her upset. He had thanked her, welcomed her, told her that she wouldn't be forced to wear the uniform and could wear something different, let her go for a break already, and been as nice as he could have been. It didn't make any sense to him at all. He sighed, shrugged, and started to eat.

The breakfast was quite good. The chef had done a wonderful job as usual. It was just what he needed to refuel himself after his morning work out. When he finished he placed the dishes all in one spot and got up from the table. He slipped out of his spandex shorts and put on boxers, jeans, and a t-shirt. He went and sat at his desk in front of his computer. For the next half hour he watched a video of himself rowing that had been prepared by his coach. It had an analysis of his stroke with tips on what he needed to work on. At the end it had info about his health and a detailed work out plan and diet for him. He had this sent to him each week and followed it to the letter. He trusted his coach and knew that he was working as hard as James was to get him onto the national team.

He got up and called Elise's beeper, telling her he needed her. He needed the dishes cleared out of his room, his bed made, the diet/ weekly menu taken to the chef, and he wanted to talk to her about a few things as well as explain his scheduel to her. there was a list of things that needed to be done each day and she could do them whenever she wanted based on his scheduel.
 
Elise worked on her notes for about an hour before she heard the beeper go off. When she did hear it she closed her books and headed back to his room. She was feeling a little better after having gotten some solid notes down. She smiled a little when she knocked on his door before she entered.

She looked at him and said "You called for me" she said politely. She looked around a little and assumed he would want her to take his plates back to the chef, she rest of what he was about to say, she was not prepared for.
 
James smiled and opened the door of his room for the young maid. He let her enter before saying anything to her. He was glad that she seemed happier now. He really hoped she was not annoyed with him or resented working for him. He would rather have a good friendship with his maid. He sat at his desk and hit a button on his comptuer ro print off a copy of his daily schedule for each week.

He turned and looked at Elise while the printer worked. "Thank you for coming so quickly. There are a few simple things that need to be done right now, but also something more important. I need the dishes from breakfast cleared away. I also would like my bed made, at least the sheets tidied. I also have a sheet of paper here for the chef. It is my diet and menu for the week sent by my coach. The chef needs it so he knows what to make me for each meal this week." He slid the sheet of paper toward her. He then remembered she was standing and made a gesture toward a chair, indicating she could sit if she wanted to.

He took a breath before continuing. "There are also some things I would like to discuss with you. The first topic is your uniform, you don't have to wear it if you don't want to, we will discuss that in a moment. I also want to talk to you about the basic schedule. Mine if very strict for myself. I am training to hopefully make the national rowing team. I work hard and spend much of each day focused on that. I have a list of chores for you for each day. I also have a copy of my schedule here for you. You can do the chores any time you want, as long as it works with my schedule. Certain things need to be done at certain times, but that is all writen down on there. Anyway, once we have discussed all the buisness, I would like to talk to you and get to know you better so we can have a good relationship." He smiled at her and waited to see if she had anything to say before he started discussing what she could wear as an alternative to her maid uniform.
 
Elise walked into his room and nodded when he handed her the diet and the schedule. When he gestured for her to sit and made her way over to the chair. She sat down slowly and looked at him as he spoke. She felt a pang of worry when he spoke of her uniform. She hoped he wasn't expecting her to anything more then her job.

He spoke of his strict schedule and of his goal to make the rowing team. She was surprised he was working for it and his parents hadn't bought him a spot in the team. That was all he needed for his ego to grow bigger then it already was.

He then went on to speak about how he wanted to get to know her better. This was a little surprising. Hadn't he recognized her yet. Well she supposed she wasn't as dolled up as she had been on that particular night.

She then said "Well what would you like to know about me...Its probably best if you ask some questions" she said softly.
 
James nodded to her as she suggested that he ask some questions. He took a moment to think of what he would like to know about her. He decided to go with some basics. Yet he wanted to make a few points clear first about her uniform. He wasn't sure if she understood yet. He decided to make that point first, then ask questions.

"Well, first, as a note about uniform. I said you don't have to wear that. I really don't like the look of it, and I'm sure you would much rather wear something else. Since you are my maid, I am allowed to decide what uniform you wear. I will let you wear whatever you want. Just nothing too conservative, and nothing too revealing either. I like to keep my focus and having you, an attractive girl, running around in skimpy clothes, well, that wouldn't be good for me. So nothing that might distract me."

He hoped she understood now, so he moved on to questions. "Ok, now for what I would like to know about you, since we have that cleared up. I guess I would just like to know about where you are from, why you decided to work for my family, what you like to do in your spare time, and what your plans are for the future. I can learn the rest over time."
 
Elise looked at him as he spoke about uniform. So thats what he had meant. Well she was glad he didn't want her to wear some porno outfit. She nodded and said "Alright, I understand" she told him with a nod.

She listened as he asked a few questions. If he couldn't remember her after she answer the questions he must have truly forgotten her, or was just thick.

She breathed in and said "I'm from here, I use to live with my mum in an apartment but she...died last year from cancer". She paused a little, looking a little sad for the moment before she continued.

"I decided to work here becouse I'm trying to get through college. Your parents seemed like nice enough people, and here i get a roof over my head in a nice house, three meals a day, and time to get my work done for school" she told. This part would be the kicker. If he didn't remember after what she said next then she supposed she had nothing to worry about.

"I'm currently working my way through a law degree, and in about 3 years I hope to be a practising lawyer" she said softly.
 
He was glad she understood about the uniform and hoped she would pick something nice for herself. He would tell the head of the maids to take her out shopping that afternoon to buy some new things. He would give a credit card so she could get a nice working wardrobe that would last her a while. He had a large allowance and was happy to spend some of it on his maid to make her happy. He figured a happy maid would mean a good working relationship between them.

He listened intently as she told him about herself. She was a local girl, which made him wonder if that was why she looked familiar. Her mother had died of cancer. That was quite sad to hear. His own brother had been very ill in the hospital, not that long ago. James had gone through a very hard time when he thought that his brother was going to die.

Her reason for working for his family seemed like a good one and he was glad that she had been chosen for the job. He was starting to hope she would enjoy working for him because they already had a little in common and they barely knew eachother. He felt like they could be friends possibly. She was just a little younger than him, and once she moved on, there would no longer be the barrier of employer and employee between them. They could really be friends then.

Then she told him what degree she was going for. As she explained about wanting to be a lawyer, he suddenly remembered a night from a few months previous. All emotion drained from his face. He was stunned. It couldn't be her, could it? That had not been one of the better nights of his life. It had been right after a bad report from the doctors about his brother. When he was out with friends he usually acted quite different, but that night was worse. He'd had way too much to drink and had been quite depressed, thinking his brother would die. He had gone to the party and found a random girl that he decided he wanted to hook up with. He hadn't been thinking straight at all. He said things he didn't even mean.

He simply stared at Elise for a moment, no clue what to say. He wondered if she remembered him. She probably did. That left him wondering why she hadn't just left the moment she saw who he was. He took a deep breath and tried to say something. all that came out was, "Oh, that's great. My aunt is a senior partner in a law firm. She deals with corperate cases." He paused again before continuing. "Well, I think that is all I need for now. You can go if you want."
 
Elise watched his face. When she told him she wanted to be a lawyer, she saw the emotion drain from his face. he had figured it out it seemed but it seemed he chose to ignore it. Perhaps he just wanted to forget about it and move on. She didn't know if she would be comfortable with just forgetting it. That first impression of him would always be there to make her doubt him. That might interfere with the kind of relationship he wanted to have with her.

He then spoke about his Aunt. She now it was her turn to be baffled. Had those words really just come out of his mouth? After all that he'd said to her that night she found it hard to believe. She was left feeling confused and somewhat a little hurt.

She stood up and went to pick up his plates and said "I'll be back to fix your sheets" she told him. Turning away she took the plates away on the tray into the kitchen, all the while thinking about what he'd said to her.
 
James watched her get up. He still wasn't sure if she remembered the night a few months before. It would explain why she had looked annoyed or upset with him earlier. He had a bad feeling that she did. It wasn't good. It meant she probably thought he was going to be like he had been that night. He sighed and thanked her quietly for taking the dishes.

Once she had left the room, he got up from his seat. He paced around the room for a little while, thinking. He decided he would go for a bit of a jog. He changed into some shorts and started a run around the manor. He made one stop along the way. He spoke with the head maid and gave her his credit card. He also gave a note of approval to use the card, in case the shop owners questioned her. He then told her to take Elise out to get a full new wardrobe, but not tell her that it was his personal money paying for it unless she absolutely insisted on knowing. He then finished his run and returned to his room.
 
Elise returned to his room to find he was no longer there. She thought nothing of it and began to fix his bed, righting the sheets again before she walked out of his room and back to her own. There she would spend another hour on her work before the head maid insisted they go shopping.

It seemed she had no choice as she was pretty much dragged out of the house.

They went to the nearest mall where the head maid began to pick out clothes for her. They were fairly casual with some business numbers thrown in.

Elise then decided to ask "Umm by the way, who is paying for all this?"

She maid shook her head and said "Don't worry about that, now try these jeans on" she said pushing her into the changing rooms

By the end of the day, Elise had been pretty much bought a whole entire new wardrobe. She could not help but feel guilty that someone had to pay so much money, but the head maid insisted it was fine.

They returned home and she began to put the new clothing away before she had to go to dinner and then take James's dinner to him.
 
When he got back to his room, his bed was made and Elise was no longer there. He had thought a bit about what to do, and as long as neither of the lingered on the past, they should do well. He still wished for a good, friendly relationship.

He got himself a glass of water and then walked to the kitchen. He had a simple lunch and returned to his room to change. He got into a spandex unisuit. He threw on some clothes over top and then put on his running shoes. He left the manor and started the half hour jog to the boat house. It was time for his daily practice.

He arrived at the lake right on time. After a short break and some water, he met up with his coach and his partner next to the boat. Today would be one of their practices in a double. The coach went over the practice with them and explained each of the sets they would do. James and Dave, his partner, took the boat out onto some stretchers and checked it over, making sure it was set perfectly. They then took their oars to the dock and set them aside. After taking off his outer clothes, James and Dave took the boat to the water, put the oars in, got into the boat, and weere off onto the water to start their practice.

After an hour and a half of intense training, they returned to the dock. Once the boat was put away, James dove into the lake and cooled off with a short swim. He got out five minutes later. He said goodbye to his coach and Dave. He then ran home, dripping wet, carrying his clothes. When he got home he had a quick shower and dried off. He put on some dry clothes and went to check emails while waiting for Elise to bring his dinner.
 
Elise went to dinner before him with the rest of the servants. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a a yellow shirt. She spoke with some of the other servants, getting to know them better.

After her own dinner the chef handed her James's dinner. She nodded and she picked up the tray and walked back to his room. She knocked on the door and opened it and said "I have you dinner" she said smiling at him.

She walked over to the table and put it down for him.

She then looked around and said "So are you a athlete or something?" she asked looking around the room.
 
James was just shutting down his computer when Elise knocked and entered his room. He was glad to see she was no longer wearing the maid outfit. She looked nice. He wasn't sure if it was something she had just bought, or something she had owned previously, but it didn't matter much. The other thing he noticed was a smile on her face. He was glad to see that. It seemed she wasn't dwelling on that night, or didn't remember it.

He sat at the table, in front of the plate she had put down. Once again it looked good. He was a little surprised when she asked him if he was an athlete. He looked up at her. "I thought I had already told you. Anyway, that doesn't matter. Yes, I am trying to make it onto the national rowing team so I can go to the olympics. I am quite dedicated to it. My life revolves around my training right now. That is why I had you bring my special diet to the chef . Each week my coach gives me a training scheule and a meal plan that should meet my needs and keep me in top physical shape while advancing my technique. What about you? Are you an athlete of any kind?"
 
Elise looked around and said "I see, that sounds a bit rigorous". She looked at him and said "Back in high school I was on the swim team and competed at national levels, but I never pursued it after that, our gym teacher almost cried when I said I wanted to be a lawyer...I was the fastest girl on the team" she said chuckling a little.

She looked at him and said "For me it was more of a hobby...one that I was extremely good at apparently" she said with a shrug.
 
James was not surprised to hear that Elise had been a swimmer in high school. She had the body of an athlete. He smiled at her. He liked now being able to see her in something she would normally wear, not the old, stereotypical maid outfit. He knew nothing would happen between them, but no harm could come from him being able to admire her figure.

He thought for a moment and then had an idea. He drank a bit of water before he suggested his idea to her. "Since you are an athlete, or at least were, if you feel like keeping a bit of your fitness level and training up, you could use some of my equipment whenever I'm not using it. Just ask whenever you feel like using it."He gave a smile to tell her he was sincere. She didn't have to, but the option was there for her. He ate a bit of food and thought of something to say next, but couldn't come up with anything.
 
Elise smiled a little and said "Yeah okay, I might take you up on that offer sometime" she said. Once he sat down to eat she looked at him and said "I'll leave you to it then" she said and turned and began to walk out of the room slowly. She figured if he needed anything else he'd just page her or something.
 
James nodded, glad she would think about his offer. She took her leave and walked out of his room. He thanked her before she left, and then continued eating. He enjoyed the meal and relaxed. He thought of what he would do that night. He called a few friends and got their suggestions. He soon had his plans made. He finished eating and then got up to get changed. He put on some nicer clothes for a night out with his friends.

He sent a quick message to Elise about the dishes that needed to be taken to the kitchen. He also left the message that he would be out for a few hours and any chores that needed to be done could probably be done during that time, and then the evening would be hers whenever she was finished. He left the manor and took his car into town to meet up with his friends.
 
Elise retuned to her own room and while she waited for him to page her, she read her text book. When he head the little beeper go off, she sat up and read the message. She then walked back to his room and cleaned up his plates. While he wasn;t around she took the time to do the rest of the chores which involved tidying his room, e.c.t

Once she was done she returned to her room before heading of to bed. she had to be up early the next morning.
 
James joined his friends for a night out. They went to a bar and had a good time talking about what they were up to. Because of his training, he didn't have much alcohol, instead had mostly water. When the bar picked up, his friends split off and found some girls who they intended to spend the night with. James was left to his own devices. He went around and talked with a few girls, not really looking to get laid, but just passing the time. The problem was that he acted too much like his friends, being a chauvenistic pig around the girls. None of them stuck around long, except for one who'd had too much to drink.

When he returned home he entered his room and got ready for bed. He got changed and slipped into his large bed. Once under the sheets, he fell asleep quickly. The day had been good, even if the evening had not been as good. He wasn't sure what he did wrong with ladies. He had a very restfull sleep and woke at the usual time the next morning, getting right back into his daily routine.
 
Elise woke up at about 6 am that morning. She woke up two hours early to get some study in before she got changed. Today she decided to wear some jeans, and a white button up blouse on the top. She tied her hair back again and she went to eat her own breakfast.

Once she had finished eating, she was given his food to take to him. She knocked on the door softly and waited for him to answer before she walked in. When he had asked her in she said "Good morning" some what cheerily and put his food down on the table.
 
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