Ex Made Maid

Geno heard a knock on his townhouse door. It was Saturday, and he had been sleeping in. The clock said 9 am, and he was not expecting anyone. He went to his door and looked through the peephole. He had to stare for a moment, rub his eyes, and look again. It was his ex-girlfriend Rachel, and she was wearing a sexy French Maid outfit. He opened the door. Rachel pushed past him and jogged in. "I'm here to clean your place, Geno!" she said with a smile and a leg kick.

"Oh, ok, and just why?"

"Why not?" she said with a smile. "Your cleaning stuff still under the sink and the mop and broom still in the pantry?"

"Yeah, but..."

Rachel started humming and as best she could on her heels, skipped to the kitchen. Geno stood there in his pajama bottoms and old-faded Green Day concert tee. He had no idea what was going on. He had not seen Rachel since they broke up after he found out she had hit on his best friend when he was out of town and would not say whether or not she had cheated on him or ever hit on anyone else while they were dating. Now here she was here in a fetish costume and saying she was going to clean his place.

He walked into the kitchen. She was bent over at the waist rooting around under the sink and pulling out cleaning supplies. "So, you're really going to clean my place?"

"From top to bottom, sweetie!" she said in a sing song voice.

She stood up and picked up a bucket with a scrub brush, sponge, scouring powder, and cleaning spray. "Should I start in here?"

"Um sure."

Rachel got the broom and started to sweep the kitchen as he hummed away happily.

_What the fuck is going on? _thought Geno.