Authors: Paige Tyler
Maid for Spanking
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Tyler
Paige Tyler is a full-time, multi-published, award-winning writer of
erotic romance. She and her research assistant (otherwise known as her
husband!) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their easy going dog and
their lazy, I-refuse-to-get-off-the-couch-for-anything-but-food cat. When not
working on her latest book, Paige enjoys reading, jogging, doing Pilates, going
to the beach, watching Pro football, and vacationing with her husband at
Disney. She loves writing about strong, sexy, alpha males and the feisty,
independent women who fall for them. From verbal foreplay to sexual heat, her
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Chapter
One
What the hell had she been
thinking? Colleen Palmer seriously doubted her sanity as she pulled the minivan
to a stop outside the big, two-story home in the luxurious Los Altos Hills. She
didn’t even like to clean her own apartment and now she’d taken a job as a maid
so she could clean up after someone else? Maybe quitting her
computer
programming
job hadn’t been such a good idea.
She
had
enjoyed the work. And it was what she’d gone to college for.
But back when she’d been pulling those all-nighters at Stanford, she’d had
visions of working with visionaries to write programs that would make the world
a better place. Instead, the software engineering firm had hired her to sit in
a cubicle and find mistakes in other people’s programs all day. It was the
bottom rung on the programming ladder and lots of people she’d gone to school
with were doing the same thing, but that didn’t mean she liked it any better.
She probably could have put
up with the debugging work, but the software company refused to hire enough
programmers to do the job. That had meant putting in fourteen-hour days and
working almost every weekend. The money she’d made—which, let’s face it,
had been great—wasn’t worth the hit her social life had taken. She hadn’t
gotten together with her friends more than a handful of times since getting the
job. And as for boyfriends, forget it. She hadn’t had a date in the two years
she’d worked at the place. Probably because the only guys she’d met were the ones
at work, and most of them would rather hang out with their computers than with
another human being.
So, after a much-needed
girls’ night out with her best friend Kristy Lawson two weeks ago, she’d
realized she was tired of missing out on life, and quit. The rush of freedom
had been exhilarating—until her bank account started to dwindle. She’d
saved up a lot of the money she’d made and she didn’t want to end up spending
all of it while she sat around trying to figure out what she was going to do.
She didn’t want to walk away from her programming degree completely, but she
didn’t want another job that consumed her every waking hour, either. Unfortunately,
that kind of position was hard to find. She had bills to pay in the meantime,
though, which meant she’d needed to get some type of temporary work while she
waited for her dream job to fall into her lap. Hence, the
maid
gig
.
It had actually been Kristy
who’d talked her into taking the job. Kristy had been cleaning houses for over
a year now and loved it. Apparently, she thought it’d be a good fit for
Colleen, too.
“You’re joking, right?”
Colleen said when her friend had first suggested it. “I don’t know the first
thing about cleaning houses.”
“It’s easy. You just do what
you do to your place.”
Colleen let out a snort. “I’m
lucky I remember to take out the trash.”
Kristy laughed. “You’ll have
to do a little bit more than that. But it’s easy. It’s all in the handbook.”
Handbook? There was actually
a
handbook
?
Colleen eyed her friend over
the rim of her coffee cup. “Kristy, you have a degree in education. Why in the
world would you want to clean houses for a living when you could be a teacher?”
“Because I make more cleaning
houses than I ever could teaching. Not only is there a full benefits package,
but I have a big say in my hours, which means I don’t have to work weekends.”
Colleen chewed on her lower
lip. “I don’t know. I’m not sure I want to clean up after other people.”
Kristy waved her hand. “All
of our customers are rich. Their homes are already spotless to begin with. Our
job is to keep them that way. It’s not like you’re going to be scrubbing floors
on your hands and knees, Cinderella.”
Colleen still wasn’t
convinced. “Maybe I should see if they need another barista,” she said,
glancing at the girl behind the counter. “I’m at Starbucks all the time anyway,
and at least I know how to make coffee.”
“Being a barista doesn’t pay
as much.”
“What do you make?”
Colleen hated asking such a
nosy question, but she had to know what kind of money they were talking about.
Her jaw just about dropped when Kristy told her how much she made. It was
practically what she’d made as an entry-level programmer.
“Seriously?”
Kristy nodded. “People are
willing to pay a lot of money for top-quality service. One thing that keeps a lot
of people from hiring a maid service is the security concern. They’re
uncomfortable with letting just anyone have free roam in their homes. The
company I work for is the only one in the industry that does full background checks
on its employees. Plus, we’re
one-hundred
percent
bonded and insured. People will pay a lot of money for that sense of security.”
Colleen chewed on her bottom
lip again. For the kind of money she’d be making, how bad could it be? Like
Kristy said, it’s not as if she’d be scrubbing floors.
“Come on,” her friend urged.
“Give it a try. We’re like one big family. I guarantee you’ll love working
there.”
“Okay,” Colleen agreed. “But
only until I get a job programming.”
After she’d been hired,
Colleen spent a week working with some of the other women so she could learn
the ropes. Kristy had been right. The work was easy and the other maids were
fun to hang out with. She hadn’t laughed so much since college. But now that
she was about to tackle her first solo assignment, she was starting to
second guess
her decision. She didn’t know that much about
cleaning, and the thought of being by herself in a stranger's house made her
uneasy.
It didn’t help that Kristy
and the other women had giggled when she told them the address of her first
client. It made Colleen wonder if there was something they weren’t telling her
about this particular homeowner. What if
this were
some kind of initiation thing and they were setting her up with a jackass who’d
find fault with everything she did?
