A Maid's chores

For the next two days I made every effort to be the perfect maid. In between my work I made sure I made breakfast, then cleaned up the house, met my wife at the door when she returned home, cleaned her pussy, expressed an opinion whether I thought there was another man's cum in her pussy (there wasn't) and then made her dinner. If I was doing this, I was going to ensure I was the best maid I could be for my wife.

For her part, {Helen} dressed incredibly sexy all the time, and teased me mercilessly and incessantly. I was continuously aroused and a couple of days a day, she would bind my hands, unlock my cage, tease my cock until ready to burst, and then put it back in its cage.

I was ever so slowly going demented with frustration and lust for this incredible woman.

After two days we had reached the end of our week. After dinner, I took off my maid's costume and got into bed with Helen and cuddled in.

"Our week is up" in response to her questioning look

A smile "Ah yes, how have you enjoyed it?"

"It's been intense, and a lot of fun, but I am so horny right now. Can we have sex now, I am ****!!"

"You have Miss Jones tomorrow don't you?"

"Yes don't remind me, but that is tomorrow's problem"

"But it's not really. If you disappoint her, or don't meet her expectations, she is going to tell everyone about what she say and share the video with all your clients. We can't afford for that to happen"

"True, I am going to have to persuade her tomorrow. But for now..."

"No babe" a hand on my chest, Helen turing to face me "She is expecting a frustrated, feminised man tomorrow, so if you turn up looking like you've had a sexy night, or you turn up without your panties and cage, she's going to be angry, don't you think"

"Yes, you probably have a point there"

"I think we need to run this over another night just so you can play your role convincingly tomorrow. Don't you agree. If you get a good result tomorrow at your meeting with her, I promise I'll make it worth your while"

I thought about it. Helen was right. It was a sacrifice worth paying. We spent the rest of the night hatching a plan.