A vintage touch (pb) Maids gossip

A vintage touch (pb)  Maids gossip

// All the usual disclaimers! I know that this is going to happen for SURE! 

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Tommy Shelby, the heartthrob Tommy Shelby, was known among the young women of Small Heath, Birmingham as a man you would want to work for. He was extremely selective as to who could cater to his needs and the needs of his child -and now Mary- He would not tolerate any incidents that could harm his boy or put Mary in danger and was known to fire if he felt that they didn't respect their contract. On the other hand, he was known to be a very fair employer and someone whose company was quite pleasant. Of course, by pleasant, the rumours said that he was a very handsome man and most if not all the woman who ever crossed path with him wanted the man. Tommy was a fine man, really he was. He had mesmerizing blue eyes, sharp features and a strong built. He wasn't skinny like most of the men were, nor overly burly. He was the right amount of muscle and the perfect amount of brains. 

Of course, most of the maids expected that their natural beauty or their service could get his attention and they tried to seduce him when Mistress Grace died. It didn't work. Tommy wasn't interested in any of his maids for reasons that were only his own, but could be guessed since he paid hookers to have sex with. He used to, up until John's death and the first night he spent with Miss Mary. Hookers stopped visiting the house and he stopped paying for escorts. Lizzie, however, was perhaps the sole exception since it was notorious that he went to fuck her when he needed quick company. Still, the maids had tried to catch his attention since his wife died, in vain. His aloof personality and his natural charisma kept them on their toes, pining for his attention -for the younger maids-, or hoping he would find a good woman to fill the house with laughter and warmth again. 

Their wish was granted when Mary came to live with Charles and Tommy. She was an unusual woman this one. They couldn't help but notice her voluptuous curves, sometimes comparing her to an ancient greek goddess or perhaps one of those women living away from the continent to countries they heard about. Exotic women with a shade of skin very few had ever seen. Mary's curls, her warm smile, the gentleness of her behaviour and her nurturing nature won the maids over, yes, even those who pined for Tommy since they projected their frustration onto the woman and hoped she would (on behalf of the others) be able to experience that man. It quickly became a habit for the maids to talk and gossip about Master Shelby and Miss Mary.

They noticed, like the rest of Mary and Tommy's entourage, the attraction and genuine connection between the two. They noticed the loving gaze Mary had upon Tommy and they noticed that he was sometimes looking at her when she wasn't looking. It was enough to spark rumours between the maids and even bets. It became their favourite novela with frequents updates, which prompted the maids to observe in silence, and report to the others what they had seen. Tommy didn't leave them indifferent, and while they stayed in their room once the lights went out and they were about to go to bed, the maid who had seen Tommy naked, half-naked or in any situation or state of clothing that could make him look mesmerizing, told the others in great details what she saw, so they could imagine and daydream about him. 

It happened, once, when he walked downstairs, with nothing but his pants on. One of the maid watched from afar, hidden in the darkness and ended up running to her colleagues to gush about the man's strong physique. He was 40, and he looked like he was at his prime. A former soldier, muscular, with tattoos on his skin and a lethal gaze that left more than one of them soaking wet upon seeing him? It happened, when Mary and Tommy had sex for the first time. They weren't loud, they still made some noise which alerted the maids and had one of them quietly walk towards the living room where the pair was having sex, to observe and come back to tell the whole story.  that piqued their interest. That was when the bets started. 

It was a dance, a "will they, won't they" type of storyline, where the curious women would wish and hope that the main characters end up together. It had been a slow burn, a slow burn made of intense yearning from Mary, obvious dismissal from Tommy and an endearing attachement from the young prince, Charles who loved Mary like a second mother. They would talk about the rest of the family, who was supporting this relationship and hoping Tommy would do something about it and they complained to Frances, the head maid about their hopes and disappointments. It was starting to take longer than they wanted and Lizzie Stark was starting to cause trouble much to the maids dismay. Could something help this couple get together? 

They tried to advice Mary, tried to make her spill the beans, but even she was reluctant to admit that she was in love with Tommy. She was reluctant to embrace her feelings and they could understand why. But what they didn't understand was why they had not given into one another when lust and desire had taken over them? The sexual tension was so palpable that it could hurt someone if they weren't careful. The maids were yearning now, for their own release that finally came the day before. It was phenomenal, mostly because they heard everything. They blushed and grinned and giggled upon the sounds of the most passionate love-making they ever heard. Who would have thought that Miss Mary would be so naughty? Who would have thought that Master Shelby would be so sexy? Even with the late Mrs. Shelby there had been no such thing as "passionate" love-making. it was tame. it was convenient. it was sweet and soft and very calm. Nothing like what happened the night before. 

Evelyn, one of the youngest maids was talking to Juliet, another young maid about what they heard last night. They both were not aware of Tommy's looming presence which was listening to them talk. He didn't want to interrupt, for he wanted to have an idea of what was said when he wasn't there. Evelyn, the girl with auburn hair was helping Juliet, the blonde girl clean the dinning room. 

".... Did you hear what happened yesterday?" -Evelyn asked, while she pushed the curtains to the side, allowing the sunlight to enter the room.-

"Aye! I heard. I couldn't avoid it. They were screaming so loud!" -Juliet blushed and bit her bottom lip, betraying her mind that was trying to remember the night before-

"Ahahahah, oh yeah! They were loud yesterday. Everybody heard, I'm sure, but we didn't dare say something." -Evelyn shrugged and shook her head, while she quickly dusted off the tables, shelves of the room-

"Miss Frances would have killed us if we did." -Juliet nodded, as if she was agreeing to herself-

"She would have. Ahahah.. Juliet, do you think Master Shelby came down on her? Is he the kind to lick down there?" -Evelyn blushed hard and Juliet coughed to hide behind it-

"Lick down there? Oh, Evy, you're naughty! I don't know!!!..... but he looks like it."- Juliet fanned herself-

"Mmmhhhhh He must really know what he was doing! she sounded so happy yesterday. I've never heard women scream that loud or moan that loud before. Do you think she reached it?"-Evelyn giggled at her question before she fanned herself and cupped her own cheek-

"Reached what?" -Juliet inquiered, with a light knit of her eyebrows-

"Her climax! I mean.. it's just a rumour, but I heard that women could actually climax just like men do. The man just has to know what he's doing." -She blushed hard and bit her bottom lip.- "I'm sure he knows! he looks like he does. Women wouldn't flock to him if he wasn't a good lover."

"I dunno. Maybe he is. Maybe he isn't. All I know is that I heard Miss Mary, actually let loose. She needed that plumbing done." -She giggled and shook her head- "Aaaah.. she's lucky though. I wish he was doing me instead of her."

"Aaaah... " She sighed, dreaming about Tommy.- "Me too. Master Shelby is really handsome. I could get lost in his blue eyes forever." -She shrugged.- "I heard some of the words he said, He is naughty... I think I like it even more."

"He used to be a gangster after all. Of course, he's a tough guy." -She chuckled and kept cleaning the table- "Do you think it's a one-night-stand? that he won't fuck Miss Mary anymore?"

"OH no no no nono! Please, don't make it be like this! Miss Mary loves him so much. It hurts me on my behalf that he hasn't noticed it just yet. Making love to her was the least he could have done for her.- -She nodded- "But I know she would want more, you know?" -The maid put her hand over her chest-

"More of the relationship or more sex? What would you choose if you were in her shoes?" -inquisitive eyes wanted an answer-

"More of sex! Because frankly, loving a man like Master Shelby requires a lot of strength, and I don't have that strength. I'd rather he fucks me, and he fucks me like he fucked her yesterday than loving him and have my heart broken like Miss Mary." -both girls started to giggle again, they couldn't hide their flustered faces as they were talking about sex, and about their employer's sex life-

"Don't say that! I'm sure he can be happy with her. If he loves her back, they could be very happy. I hope he loves her back. I also hope he would have sex with her again because that was so hooooot! I am still flustered about it." -Juliet bit her bottom lip, while working on the chairs-

"Ah! I knew it! you are thinking about Master Shelby! I'm sure he has a big beautiful cock!" -Evelyn stuck her tongue out-

"Evelyn!!!! Watch your mouth! don't be dirty talking like that! What if Miss Frances heard us?" -Juliet looked around, afraid that the head maid could listen to them or enter the room without warnings-

"Oh, come on. She's busy taking care of Mister Charles. I think.. I think he has a big one and I think that's why Miss Mary was screaming yesterday! It was too much for her to take." -Evelyn laughed and cupped both of her cheeks-

"Or maybe, it was easy for her to take? I wonder.."- She found some compromising stains on the dining tablecloth and grinned to herself -"It started here. they fucked here.. oh they're so naughty!"

"Either way, I would like to hear it some more. It really left me hot and bothered and frustrated. I mean, if I was Miss Mary I would never be able to let him leave the bedroom. or whatever room we're in. I would always want him." -Juliet shrugged and lifted her shoulders-

"Maybe it's the case? Maybe Miss Mary feels like you and won't let him go? unf.... if only I could watch!"

"Evy! go back to cleaning that room. What would you say if he found you talking about him like that? it's soon time for his breakfast, let's hurry!"

And the two maids resumed working on cleaning the room while Tommy smirked to himself, it was just a hint on his lips but he was internally quite smug for what he made Mary do the night before. Bad Mary, Naughty Mary, Sinful Mary. He just wondered what took him so long before he indulged in his desires -well, he knew why.. and he didn't regret taking his time before it happened- before he realized that she would welcome him so easily, so eagerly and that he would want it again. The maids were funny, in their own way, mostly because he had not realized just how much they would be talking about him or caring for his well-being. He wasn't upset, just amused but chose to remain stoic as he cleared his throat and entered the dining room, forcing the maids to focus on their tasks at hand and quickly work with nothing but knowing gazes and lip-bites betraying their hot and bothered mental state. Mary would know, later on, when she would go downstairs, just how much fun she had the night before, was shared by the whole house. 

-TBC-