Poppy
Star
- Joined
- Sep 5, 2017
Himeko Watanabe was your average 20-something girl attempting to make it in Tokyo. She had worked several part time jobs in the past, many at the same time, just trying to make ends meet. It wasn’t until she was out one evening in Shibuya that she met a recruitment agent for her newest job. It was an agency that offered maids for housekeeping and other “menial tasks”, according to the information pamphlet. The recruitment agent approached her group of friends, who were tipsy, with the promise of making enough in one week that they would do in a month at their current job.
Needless to say, this sort of offer was too attractive for Himeko to pass up. She had heard of these types of jobs before, and wasn’t afraid to do whatever it took to make the money. Luckily for her, the only attachment to this world that the buxom girl had was her boyfriend, who she shared an apartment with. Her own family had disowned her when she chose to leave the country side and move to the city. They had only been her foster family, as she had spent her life as an orphan. So she wasn’t too torn up over their attitude, only having thought of them to be a temporary family from the beginning.
Luckily for her, the job even entailed paid training. Her first and only client of the night was someone who the company considered to be a frequent customer. Himeko had to sign a non-disclosure agreement, where she was also informed of everything the job could entail. A part of her felt a bit reserved when it came to the sexual acts, but there was no turning back now. She had already left her two part time jobs. She mostly fretted over her boyfriend finding out, silently vowing never to tell him.
Her uniform was similar to a traditional french maid outfit, complete with white thigh high stockings and black high heels. Her auburn hair was pulled up into pigtails, giving her an innocent look. She wore a white pea coat trimmed with matching fur, the length brushing to tops of her thighs. It was a chilly night, so she didn’t look out of place one bit. She carried with her a business card that had the address of her destination on it. It was a neighborhood far enough away from her apartment that she had to take a train ride to get there, and then a taxi. As she rode on the train, her heart raced, wondering what would happen if anyone knew about the skimpy clothing she wore underneath her coat. Himeko was fairly certain that the taxi driver got a good flash of her white panties as she got into the car, as he didn’t stop looking back to her during the entire quiet ride to the house.
Himeko tipped the driver in addition to the fare, stepping out of the taxi and looking to the house with a mix of intimidation and trepidation. If she didn’t do exactly as advertised, she doubted that her employment with her maid company would last. She vowed right then and there, as she rang the doorbell, to represent the company the best way she knew how to.
Needless to say, this sort of offer was too attractive for Himeko to pass up. She had heard of these types of jobs before, and wasn’t afraid to do whatever it took to make the money. Luckily for her, the only attachment to this world that the buxom girl had was her boyfriend, who she shared an apartment with. Her own family had disowned her when she chose to leave the country side and move to the city. They had only been her foster family, as she had spent her life as an orphan. So she wasn’t too torn up over their attitude, only having thought of them to be a temporary family from the beginning.
Luckily for her, the job even entailed paid training. Her first and only client of the night was someone who the company considered to be a frequent customer. Himeko had to sign a non-disclosure agreement, where she was also informed of everything the job could entail. A part of her felt a bit reserved when it came to the sexual acts, but there was no turning back now. She had already left her two part time jobs. She mostly fretted over her boyfriend finding out, silently vowing never to tell him.
Her uniform was similar to a traditional french maid outfit, complete with white thigh high stockings and black high heels. Her auburn hair was pulled up into pigtails, giving her an innocent look. She wore a white pea coat trimmed with matching fur, the length brushing to tops of her thighs. It was a chilly night, so she didn’t look out of place one bit. She carried with her a business card that had the address of her destination on it. It was a neighborhood far enough away from her apartment that she had to take a train ride to get there, and then a taxi. As she rode on the train, her heart raced, wondering what would happen if anyone knew about the skimpy clothing she wore underneath her coat. Himeko was fairly certain that the taxi driver got a good flash of her white panties as she got into the car, as he didn’t stop looking back to her during the entire quiet ride to the house.
Himeko tipped the driver in addition to the fare, stepping out of the taxi and looking to the house with a mix of intimidation and trepidation. If she didn’t do exactly as advertised, she doubted that her employment with her maid company would last. She vowed right then and there, as she rang the doorbell, to represent the company the best way she knew how to.