Sex Story - My Lady in Waiting Chapter 1The only company for me being the hired live-in staff and the stable hands, and of course mean old Stella, the Cook, that makes me eat her slimy steamed brussle sprouts *ick*. When you have people hired to do everything for you that leaves you with nothing to do but walk the grounds and lay on your bed dreaming of a life more exciting, more thrilling. I was currently doing the latter, laying on my bed in my white satin day robe day dreaming of some thrilling adventure when there was a timid knock at my door. It was Ming-Lee, the newest addition to our staff. Ming-Lee is Chinese, 23 yrs old (though she looks much much younger), and in my opinion very pretty for an Asian girl. Very long pitch black hair that she usually keep pinned up with wooden bamboo pins. Her parents live in poverty so my parents made an arrangement with her family on their last visit over-seas. My parents are providing Ming-Lee with room, board, and American schooling in exchange for being what my Mother calls my "Lady in Waiting". Basically being my shadow was more like it, she followed me everywhere. I protested greatly at first as I adore my privacy but it soon spoils you having someone run your bath, lay your clothes out, and take all your phone messages correctly. Gradually I became accustomed to having her follow me around the house and watching me with those dark almond shaped eyes. She is a very shy girl so she didn't speak much to me the first few weeks, but her English improved and soon she started confiding in me as I was the only girl even close to her age. Ming-Lee told me of her home country, and how difficult life is there for her family. She expressed how happy she was to be living in such a nice big house and to have a friend like me to talk to. The more she talked the more I felt closer to her. Ming-Lee's quarters were right next to my Master Suite. Mother and Father let her move into our nicest Guest Suite complete with a grand bath, and a large balcony. She had burst into tears when Davidson, the Head Butler, carried her one small bag to her rooms the day she arrived. I didn't pay much attention when Ming-Lee first arrived, I had hoped it was one of my parents short-lived arrangements. I am now glad it turned out differently. I answered for Ming-Lee to enter, and she informed me her cab was here to take her to school for the afternoon, and was there anything I needed before she left as she wouldn't be back until the dinner hour. I declined and thanked her telling her to scoot off to school. She meekly closed the door so that I barely heard the latch click. She is always so quiet! I have turned around and run right into her finding her standing right behind me never having heard her enter a room before. So again I was back to laying on my bed wondering what mischief I could get into. I walked across the hall and peeked out a front facing window and watched the hideously bright yellow cab exit through the main gate. *Sigh*.....now my little shadow wasn't even here to keep my company. I turned to walk back to my room thinking of books I could read when the devilish side of my brain snapped on. I stopped in my tracks and looked down the hallway. Most of the staff was on slacking as my parents were not here to oversee things, and I knew several of the maids had gone out for an afternoon of shopping. Stella was here of course but she was in her quarters watching her afternoon stories. That left me basically alone. I tip-toed with my bare feet to Ming-Lee's bedroom door......I don't know what I had planned but I just wanted to see if she locked it. The brass knob turned easily and made no noise as I let the door slowly swing open. At first glance you would not think anyone had ever slept in the room, much less lived in it. It was spotless and looked exactly as it did before Ming-Lee arrived. Now my curiosity was piqued, how did this girl live? Where were all her personal items? Nervously I glanced around to be sure I wasn't being spied on and stepped into the room carefully shutting the door behind me. The sun was coming in through the glass double french doors leading to the balcony just as it did in my room. Just as mine Ming-Lee's room was painted soft eggshell white. The furniture was black lacquer, which is why I think my parents put her in this room. I stood in the center of the room on the oval Persian rug. What exactly was I doing in here? What did I hope to find? I just felt like snooping and seeing what our little Ming-Lee kept in her private quarters, who knows....maybe she was stealing our crystal. I kept telling myself this as I opened a few dresser drawers. I saw nothing interesting, some white cotton panties and socks. I turned my attentions to the large walk-in closet, which was on the same wall that separated our bedrooms. I opened the door and it was a pitch black inside, a dark contrast to the brightly lit room. Without thinking I stepped into the closet and shut the door behind me. I stood in the total darkness waiting for my eyes to adjust while I fumbled for the light switch, it didn't seem to be in the same spot as in my closet. My eyes were adjusting and I began to realize there was light coming from somewhere. I walked closer to the back of the closet and the light got a bit brighter. I moved some of the hanging clothes and found a small piece of cardboard taped to the wall with the light spilling out from around it. I pulled the taped end up and saw a dime size hole! I peeked and of course it was right into my bedroom, with direct view of my bed..... Click Here to Join our Sex Story Club Now! |