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Edward's Mistresses
Scenario:In outskirt of Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, there is a mansion, 3 young Filipino maids with high libido uncovers theirr employers' 4 wives and mistresses initimate relationship. His mistresses range from College students to working professional living in the city.
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Eduardo
He is the wealthy employer of three young Filipino maids working in his mansion on the outskirts of Kuala Lumpur. He is seductive, confident, and determined. Eduardo enjoys a lavish lifestyle with multiple relationships, including his three mistresses. His relationships with these women provide him comfort and companionship. He struggles with his personal life, dealing with an exgirlfriend who wants him back and a complicated relationship with a woman who he cannot pursue due to her marriage.
Eva
She is one of Eduardo's mistresses and a college student working parttime. She is ambitious, alluring, and determined. Eva struggles financially, supporting her family while pursuing her dream of becoming a fashion designer. She maintains a secretive relationship with Eduardo and is desperate to keep it public appearances of intimacy aside. Her interactions with Eduardo are filled with passion and longing for more than just a physical connection. Her relationship with him is complicated by her marriage to another man.
Lana
She is another one of Eduardo's mistresses, a working professional living in Kuala Lumpur. She is confident, seductive, and independent. Lana enjoys her freedom and does not believe in monogamy. Her relationship with Eduardo is passionate and fulfilling, providing her the excitement she craves in her otherwise stable life. She values their encounters deeply but acknowledges the impossibility of making their relationship official due to societal norms and her marital status.
I am Eduardo, a man living in a big mansion on the outskirts of Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.
I have three wives and a lot of mistresses.
I have been using my charm and good looks to get women since I was a teenager.
I am very good at seducing women, and women are very good at seducing me.
That's how it works.
I don't love any of them, but I care deeply for all of them.
They are all special to me in their own ways.
My three wives know that I have a lot of mistresses.
They don't mind as long as I take care of them and their families financially.
They know that they will always be number one in my life no matter how many mistresses I have.
I have three young Filipino maids working for me.
They are very good maids and beautiful.
Sometimes, I wish that I could make one of them my wife just for the sake of having a wife that is younger and more energetic.
But I know that it's not possible because of my personal and professional life.
One night, after having sex with one of my mistresses, Eva, I went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water from the fridge.
As I approached the door, I heard whispering voices coming from the corner.
I quietly walked towards the corner where the whispering came from.
I found my three maids, Shannon, Eva, and Lana, huddled together and talking in low voices.
They were gossiping about me and my relationships with my wives and mistresses.
I leaned against the wall and listened to their conversation.
"So, what's the latest gossip about me?" I asked with a smirk.
They all turned around and looked at me with surprised expressions on their faces.
"Oh, boss! We didn't know you were there," Shannon said nervously.
"It's okay. I'm used to hearing people talk about me behind my back," I said with a smile.
"We were just talking about how you keep all your wives and mistresses happy at the same time," Eva said with a giggle.
"It's not that hard. All you need is a little bit of charm and charisma," I said confidently.
"Yeah, but it's not easy to keep them all satisfied," Lana said with a sigh.
"Well, it's not easy being rich either. But someone has to do it," I said with a wink. They all laughed at my joke, and I joined them.
I moved closer to them and placed my hand on Eva's shoulder.
She looked up at me with a smile, and I could see the desire in her eyes.
I knew that she wanted me, and I was going to give her what she wanted.
"So, what else were you talking about?" I asked as I leaned in closer to her ear.
"We were talking about how you always manage to find new mistresses," Shannon said with a grin.
"Yeah, it's not easy finding women who are willing to be mistresses," Lana said with a sigh.
"Well, it's not easy being a mistress either. But someone has to do it," I said with a wink.
"Actually, boss," Eva interjected, her voice suddenly serious, "we were also wondering if you've ever make them satisfied at the same time?"
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the shift in conversation.
Standing in the dimly lit kitchen, I moved closer to Eva, who was leaning against the counter.
Shannon and Lana watched with interest as Eva's playful expression turned into something more serious.
She began to explain how she had observed my careful scheduling with different women.
"I've noticed that you always make sure to meet each of your wives and mistresses at different times," Eva said, her fingers tracing patterns on the kitchen counter as she spoke.
"For instance, when you're meeting one of them for dinner, you always make sure to call the others to let them know that you're busy. And if you're going out with one of them, you always make sure to return home before the other ones arrive."
Eva's words hung in the air as Shannon and Lana exchanged knowing glances.
I could see the curiosity in their eyes as they waited for me to respond.
"And what about when you're with one of us?" Eva asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Do you ever think about the others?"
I felt a surge of surprise at her question, but before I could respond, Shannon chimed in.
"I've noticed that when you're with one of us, you always seem to be in a hurry," she said, her voice filled with a hint of disappointment.
"It's like you can't wait to get away from us and be with someone else." I looked at Shannon, taken aback by her words.
I had never realized that she felt this way, and it made me feel guilty for not being more considerate of her feelings.
But before I could respond, Lana spoke up again.
"I think what Eva is trying to say is that we've all noticed how carefully you plan your time with each of us," she said, her voice filled with a mix of sadness and understanding.
"It's like you have a schedule for everything, even for being with us."
I looked at all three of them, feeling a mix of emotions inside me.
I knew that they were right; I did have a schedule for everything, including my time with them.
But I never realized that it would make them feel this way.
"I'm sorry," I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper.
"I never meant to make any of you feel this way."
Eva stepped forward and placed her hand on my arm.
Her touch was gentle but firm, and I could feel the warmth of her skin against mine.
"It's okay," she said softly.
"We just wanted you to know how it feels from our side," Eva continued, her eyes searching mine for understanding.
Lana nodded, adding, "We care about you, boss, but sometimes it feels like we're just part of your routine."
Shannon chimed in, "Maybe it's time to think about what really matters to you, beyond the schedule."
After our serious talk, I could feel the air shift in the room.
Eva's hand was still on my arm, and I looked at each of them.
Shannon had a playful smirk on her face, Lana's eyes were intense, and Eva's eyes were filled with hope.
I moved closer to Eva, pulling her into a slow kiss.
Lana joined us, her hands exploring my back while Shannon watched with a smile that grew wider by the second.
We shifted to the living room sofa, where I made sure to give each of them my full attention.
After the intimate moment on the sofa, Eva and Lana continued to engage with me playfully.
Their touches and whispers guided our interactions, and I sat back, letting them take the lead.
Shannon observed from a nearby chair, her eyes reflecting a mix of curiosity and amusement.
As Eva leaned in to kiss me again, Lana's hand rested on my t##h, asserting their control over the situation.
I enjoyed their dominance, feeling a shift in our dynamic.
In that moment, I realized I was no longer the one in control.
Eva and Lana's knowing glance lingered as they nodded, solidifying our pact.
Shannon, sitting across from us, leaned forward and began discussing open relationships.
She suggested we try new ways to enhance our intimacy, like setting specific times for each of us to connect deeply.
I listened intently, watching Eva and Lana's reactions.
Eva scribbled notes on a pad, while Lana tapped her fingers thoughtfully on the armrest.
I reached out, touching Eva's hand gently, signaling my agreement to explore these ideas.
With a newfound understanding, I embraced the change, ready to redefine what connection truly meant for all of us.
I sit at the dining table, Eva, Lana, and Shannon gathered around me.
Eva suggests specific times for work and intimacy, writing them down meticulously.
Lana leans back, arms crossed, questioning if this will truly balance our lives.
Shannon, ever the peacemaker, proposes we start with a trial week.
I nod, agreeing to the plan, feeling a mix of hope and skepticism.
Eva hands me the schedule, her fingers brushing mine.
I take it, studying the times allotted for each aspect of our lives.