Mature Companionship (Closed for esmeraldaflame)

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Name: Dhalia Marie Garcia
Age: 45
Height: 5'10
Weight: 140 lbs
Hair: shoulder length wavy black with a few grey here and there
Eyes: Brown
Measurements: 34C-26-38

Dhalia lives at home by herself in her Miami condo and lives a healthy lifestyle of a good diet, regular exercise, and many hobbies. However there is one thing missing. She has been alone for nearly twenty years since her husband was murdered. So she has been bitter and alone for the last two decades. Things were about to change for her though in a way she never expected.

On a whim she put out an ad for a live in house keeper and while it was true she did not need one she did decide it was time to make a friend.

The ad stated: Mature woman in Miami area seeking live in house keeper for cleaning, gardening, and friendship. Call or apply in person

( OOC:the address and phone number were listed but I am not sharing them lol)
 
Name: Esmeralda Munoz
Age: 19
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair: shoulder length jet black, tied in a high ponytail
Eyes: Brown
Measurements: 45E-26-34

When Esmeralda arrived in Miami, she had second thoughts. She wasn't sure why - perhaps it was the way the actresses and models turned thier noses up at her, or the way the managers at the studios leered at her. She'd been told she could make it big here in Miami, with a body like hers. The studios out west preferred more blonds and pale skinned brunettes, but back east, they had a strong taste for Latin women. With her prominent mix of European and Aztec features, Esmeralda could pass for a Cuban, Colombian, or Puerto Rican.

Now she saw the men only wanted her for her tits, and the other women who were just as buxom and curvacious as her would never accept her into thier circles. Unfortunately, Esmeralda had blown her savings just to come all the way out here, and what was left went to paying for the cramped tenement she was holed up in, and that would run dry in a month. When she saw the ad in the free pamphlets distributed at the bus stop, one day on her home from a grocery trip, she immediately called the number. Hopefully she'd have better luck than she did at the library, sending her applications in to the black hole of the internet.
 
Dhalia was sitting around in her elegant living room wearing a red satin bath robe with white flowers on it and was wondering whether any one would answer her request and takes a sip of her tea as she answers the phone in a subtle yet sexy Latina accent

"Hello Garcia residence may I help you?"
 
"Um, hello, my name is Esmeralda Munoz, and I am calling in response to an ad you put out for a housekeeper," Esmeralda began nerviously. She was tickled that this woman had such an accent. It didn't sound annoying or silly, like her grandmother's. It actually sounded quite alluring, like an actress or a Latin pop star. Esmeralda barely had any accent herself, thanks to her parents speaking nothing but English to her and her little brother.
 
"Yes hello Mrs. Munoz it is lovely to hear from you"

Adjusting her dress as she sits there talking to this woman who sounded as beautiful in voice as she did in manners. For reasons unknown to herself she was very anxious to meet this woman.

"Would you like to come by the house to discuss the specifics I can have a car pick you up if you like. I would very much like to meet in person I do not like the phone so much"
 
"Um, of course!" Esmeralda replied. That meant the position was still open. And she could get a face-to-face interview. That was certainly better than getting an automated acknowledgment that her application was recieved and never hearing from them again.

"What time should I come down, and is there anything specific I should wear?" At the studios, Esmeralda had been just fine wearing tank-tops, short-shorts, and heels. She had never been to real interview in her life.
 
Smiling at how excited the woman was

"Just wear what you are most comfortable in and I can have the car there at eight o'clock, sound good?"
 
"Morning or evening?" asked Esmeralda. She was glad she didn't have to waste her precious funds on a bus or taxi fare, and she was certainly glad the interview was soon. Yet she was a little curious about the time. 8 o'clock seemed an odd time to have a job interview.
 
Giggling softly

"How silly of me I was referring to evening of course"

Getting lost in the excitement of someone actually replying to her ad
 
"This evening?" gasped Esmeralda. That was a little late to discuss business. But Esmeralda needed the job, and she couldn't afford to screw up her chance. She quickly recovered. "Of course. I'll be there. Thank you for your time." She waited for the woman to hang up, her heart pounding in her chest with excitement.
 
"Thank you my dear you are helping me out in a major way take care and see you tonight darling"

Making a kiss kiss noise as she hangs up the phone thinking to herself "I better get myself ready to meet her she sounds wonderful"

Heading upstairs to take a shower in preparation to meet her new helper that is of course if she can convince her to take the job.
 
Esmeralda showered off, and dressed in her church clothes: black 3" stiletto heels (all her shoes were high heels), dark jeans, and a red polo shirt. The shirt was too tight for her, hugging her taut stomach and bringing out her bulging breasts. The neck hung open, and a bit of her cleavage was visible as her tits squeezed into her bra. It was the best she had, and she hoped it wouldn't look vulgar. She tied her hair up in her signature high ponytail with a red ribbon (the producers at the studios she auditioned for had tried to convince her to ditch the ribbon, as it looked too childish, and she didn't look like she could fit in school-girl roles), then made sure she looked presentable. Then she fixed herself a little something to eat. Afterwards, she waited for the hired car to arrive to take her to meet her employer.
 
At eight o'clock pm a stretched Mercedes pulls up in front of your house a well dressed man approaches the door and knocks politely

"Miss Munoz I am here to take you to your appointment"
 
Esmeralda was surprised when a limousine arrived at her apartment complex. She certainly got looks from the neighbors as she followed the man out to the car and climbed inside. She settled into the cool leather seats, and buckled herself in for the ride.
 
Closing the door behind her and getting in the driver seat rolling down the visor window and looking back at her smiling softly

"Hello there my name is Randall don't hesitate to ask anything of me. How is your evening going miss? If you do not mind my saying so you look very lovely I am sure the lady of the house will enjoy your company"

As he finishes saying that a phone rings right next to Esmeralda and the man smiles again

"Speaking of the lady of the house a phone call for you madam"
 
Esmeralda was flattered by the driver's well manners. She was startled by the ringing phone. Her potential employer was certainly eager to get in touch with her. She picked up the phone and answered it.

"Hello?"
 
"Hello Esmeralda? This is Dhalia I hope the car was not too much, I have authorized Randall to take you shopping to get me a gift as well as something for yourself. Don't worry sweet heart it is on me I just want to see what kind of person you are and usually a gift from someone tells me a lot about whether I can trust them. Understand it is not that I do not trust you but you will be coming to my home so I am just curious about you is all."

Randall smiles as he hears the words coming out of the phone and turns handing Esmeralda a credit card.

"I am sorry I am rambling just excited is all. Is there anything you want to say before I hang up?"
 
Esmeralda was speechless. A gift for her employer and a little something for herself. This was unheard of. But who was she to ask questions. At the very least, she could get herself a proper suit. As for a gift - what sort of thing could she get for an obviously very wealthy woman?

"I understand. Thank you, Mrs. Garcia," Esmeralda said, trying to sound genuinely thankful and confident. In reality, her heart was beating as hard as the wings of the imaginary butterflies in her stomach.
 
"You are most welcome dear and please call me Dhalia"

Hanging up her phone and feeling a sense of contentment about this girl with no reason in the world to feel that way

Randall glances back and smiles "So where to Miss Munoz?"
 
"I'm not sure," Esmeralda told the driver. Sure she'd gone to the malls in the big city, but she'd mostly limited her shopping to the clearance stores. JC Penny was the most expensive her family ever shopped at, though she had window shopped at Dillards and Macy's. And for prom, her mother took her to Nordstrom. Even the clothes she wore now were from the sale rack at Ross. "Where would you go to get a gift for an obviously wealthy woman?"
 
"Might I suggest either Bloomingdale's or Chanel madam"

Driving around showing all the shops he can as he pushes a button and a water dispensing unit slides down from a compartment on the ceiling

"A drink of water first madam? To help you catch your breath"
 
The drink dispenser startled Esmeralda.

"Yes, thank you, that would be very nice," Esmeralda gasped. She accepted the water graciously. All this was happening too fast. She'd never heard of either store, but she did know they were expensive. Finally, she just threw out a name. "Bloomingdale's."
 
"Ahhhhh a decision very good madam Bloomingdale's it is"

Driving carefully to the store and pulling up in front of it as the car comes to a stop and he gets out and opens the door for her

"Would you require assistance madam or shall I wait here?"
 
"I'll be fine," Esmeralda assured the driver. She eyed the store nerviously. This was her first time going to such an expensive, high end place. She hoped she wasn't underdressed. Fortunately, her jeans were dark enough and clean enough to look more like slacks than street pants, and her shirt looked fairly expensive, if one didn't know where she bought it, or what brand it was. For Dhalia, Esmeralda bought a silver necklace with a green crystaline pendant that looked like an emerald. For herself, she bought the most inexpensive skirt, jacket, and blouse she could find. Even so, for her purchase alone, it cost nearly $300 dollars - and everything she bought was on sale. The pendant only cost half as much, but it was the prettiest one she could find that didn't look romantic, whimsical, or cheap. She climbed back into the car when she was done.

"Are these windows tinted?" she asked the driver. It was getting dark outside, so that helped her for her plan.
 
Opening the door to let her in and closing it behind her getting back into the driver's seat

"Yes Miss Munoz they are tinted do you require a moment of privacy?"

Looking back at her smiling softly

"I trust it went well"
 
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