Friend to Maid

You wake up from the sweet dream of your past to find Angelina sleeping on your chest, dreaming who knows what dirty things. You slowly move your arm down to her sizeable ass, giving it a light squeeze. She was your girlfriend now, and had been for the year after that first time you had fucked Bob together. You had moved in with her shortly after, enjoying the luxury of life without annoying parents nagging you every day.

You may have only hooked up with her to further ruin Bob, but there had been a spark of connection between the two of you that night that you were never able to let go of. Your friends tried to talk you out of your relationship, calling her a thot and what not, but you decided to forgive her for her past. Now, you had made it clear that you are to be the only man in her life. Well, you and Bob, if he counts.

You see, Bob had moved in with Angelina as well. She was nice enough to give him his very own room in the basement, complete with pink bedsheets, a pink wardrobe, and a nice big mirror for him to get himself pretty with.

"It's like a fucking Barbie house!" You had laughed.

Since Bob was too much of a loser to get a job or do anything else that would generate an income, Angelina had decided that he would become your maid. Bob makes sure to dust every corner, cook all the food, and clean all the dishes. He even gets to take care of your unbearable libido's every once in a while.

At first, it was a bit awkward having a third wheel in your relationship. You had wanted to dump him and just keep it monogamous between you and your girl. But Angelina had different plans - whenever you weren't available, she could have the maid eat her out. Just like when she isn't available, you can fuck the sissy maid in the ass. Surprisingly it has turned out very well, and neither of you gets jealous at all. How can you, with such a good girl in the house?

And to make sure Bob stays a good girl forever, you had thrown away the key to his manhood as soon as he moved in. Now, he didn't have to worry about a pesky sex drive or a desire to achieve something with his life. Of course, he could have very easily visited some sort of crafting store where he could have easily gotten it removed and tried to get his old life back.

But he didn't want to. Life was easier for him this way. All he had to focus on was making the two of you happy. And happy you were.

Contributing author's note: I'd like to thank everyone for reading my xpack. I know it's a bit rough, but I knew that for my first attempt at writing it had to be this story that I would expand upon. This story, which had so accurately revived my unfulfilled real life fantasies.

I'd like to thank boywearspanties for doing so, knight26 for approving my work, and most of all everyone who viewed and liked the chapters as I dropped them. If it weren't for you, I'd have given up halfway.

I'd also like to shout out Fenoxo's excellent chyoa game 'Corruption of Champions', which not only helped me explore my sexuality, but also was a huge influence on my work. (Especially the character Kelt).

I hope this message doesn't make me sound like some sort of jerk-off, but this story was really important to me, so I felt like I had to leave something at the end.