Snacks, Lace Panties, and an Incredible Pair of Legs

Summary

A teenage boy living in Brazil discovers his young maid, Beth, has been stealing snacks from the household.

Abstract

The narrative recounts the experiences of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in Brazil who becomes infatuated with his new petite and attractive maid, Beth, due to her stunning appearance and particularly her beautiful legs. Despite the mutual attraction and an unspoken game of glances, the boy's fascination turns to disappointment when he finds lace panties in Beth's drawer, suggesting she has a life outside their silent flirtation. His curiosity leads him to occasionally search through Beth's belongings, fueling his fantasies. However, his exploration uncovers not just intimate apparel but also stolen Cheetos from the family's cabinet, prompting him to report Beth to his mother, resulting in her dismissal despite her allure.

Opinions

The author seems to have a sense of nostalgia and mild embarrassment when reflecting on their adolescent behavior and infatuation with Beth.
There is a mix of fascination and naivety in the author's reaction to finding lace panties, which is seen as a symbol of adult intimacy and a sign of Beth's personal life.
The discovery of the stolen Cheetos is met with regret and disappointment, indicating the author's moral conflict between their attraction to Beth and the betrayal of trust.
The author's decision to inform their mother about Beth's theft suggests a sense of responsibility and the recognition of right and wrong, despite personal feelings.

Or “The worst possible place for me to find something I missed”…

When I was a preteen, around fourteen or fifteen, I lived in an apartment with a maid’s room. It was standard for maids to live on the job here in Brazil, and I was used to this since I was a child.

But not for THAT maid.

Up to this point, I had had two maids, both over forty and WELL over forty pounds, if you know what I mean. The only way I could see them was as if they were ladies in my family. Like aunts, perhaps. But when the second returned to her hometown, my mother ended up hiring a twenty-one-year-old girl named Beth.

Beth was petite, and she had a face that didn’t value her ID photos very much. But she had a stunning body… Mine, which at that moment was flooded with hormones with complicated and irrelevant names to this narrative, could not stop checking the curves of hers, who had round legs white as albino Andean goats’ milk.

And I have the impression that Beth liked the attention I paid to her. My mother never imposed a dress code on anyone who worked at home, so the girl insisted on always showing off her beautiful legs.

That was the image that I had in my mind every day. Except the beach, of course… Photo by Auskteez Tran on Unsplash

We were then Beth and I, in a rather embarrassing choreography with legs over there, eyes over there; legs here, eyes here… Until, one day when she went out to buy something, I couldn’t find any of my clothes. I went to her room, where the clothes were to be ironed, and looked for them. It wasn’t in the clothes’ pile… Maybe in the drawers? I opened one of them… And I came across a lace panty!

I HAVE NEVER SEEN ONE LIVE UNTIL THAT DAY!

I was fascinated. And a little disappointed, too, since that bold piece of clothing could only mean that Beth was doing unthinkable things out there WITH ANOTHER PERSON, breaking our pact with her legs over there, eyes over there too.

My adolescent self, then, got into a habit. “Prying” Beth’s drawers from time to time. Fantasy those clothes filled with the beautiful white legs of the young lady who worked at home.

And it sealed the girl’s fate.

Because on a day when I decided to check the latest underwear fashion trends for light-skinned mignons girls, I ended up finding in her drawer… Two packages of Cheetos.

Two packages of Cheetos THAT HAVE DISAPPEARED FROM THE CABINET.

Yes, dear readers… My preteen muse was a thief.

It was with great regret that I informed my mother of what had happened and had to say goodbye to Beth, the outlaw with the most attractive pair of legs I have ever met!