The House Girl

I had very little experience in life, even less in love, and none in employment when I accepted the only job offer I got after finishing college. My employer was a cold-eyed blonde woman who admitted from the start she was nasty, but the job itself seemed amazing. I would be the house girl at a huge penthouse where she, her husband, and her son lived. They would be away more of the time, and I would get to maintain the place - and live there! I was mildly wary when she dismissed her husband as a pig and said she didn't care if I slept with him, but I moved in anyway.
Mr. James was not a pig, but he was shockingly forward and soon seduced me into something out of my darkest, wildest fantasies; a submissive relationship! He treated me as if he owned me. But he made my body burn and thrilled my mind beyond anything I had ever known. When Mrs. James began to do the same it was a shock, but one which only built the fires higher. I never saw them together, but each separately, taught me the dark passion of submission.
Then their son came home from college...