A half-dressed Frat boy

A boy in gym shorts with the school logo on, not shirt, and flip flops opened the door.

"Monsieur, we are zee MILF maids you ordered," said Linda trying to look as sexy as possible while burning with shame.

"Oh yeah, come on in. We've been expecting you."

As Linda and Isabelle walked in, the boy smacked Linda on the ass.

"Ow! Merci beaucoup, monsieur," said said, following Frank's orders to be polite, sexy, and subservient.

There were four frat boys playing a video game, two on their phones, and one eating out of a styrofoam container.

"MILF maids are here!" said the boy who answered the door.

The boys cheered.

"Vere vould you like us to start?" asked Isabelle in a tortured French accent.

"Start by polishing my knob" said one of the boys as she stood up and lowered his pants.

"Oui oui, monsieur." Isabelle walked over and knelt. Like Linda, she was burning with shame and even more ashamed by how this was turning her on.