Serious roleplay

Mark thought for a bit and then stood up without saying a word. He walked over to the door and turned the corner, leaving a confused Hellen behind. Out of sight he straightened his posture and dress before coming back in and curtsied to his wife. “Good evening mistress, with your blessing I have come to clean your mansion. I hope I can be of service to you.”

Hellen grinned lustfully as she nodded in approval. “You will do fine, however what am I to call you my dear maid?”

Mark started thinking. ‘Guinevere? No, too long and hard to pronounce, Stacy? No too American, Candy? Too pornlike, uhm…’

“Ow how silly of me, it says it right there on your apron. Nice to meet you, Fifi.” Hellen said, trying to hide her laugh. She probably thought it was funny to see her husband struggle to get into character.

“Indeed mistress, my name is Fifi. Where would you like me to start? Shall I do the tables or the windowsills, or perhaps something else needs cleaning?” he asked her.

“You can start by dusting the windowsills, they have gotten quite dusty over the years.” Hellen said while point to the windows closest to the couch, in sight of where she was sitting. Mark had hoped she would catch on, however she seemed to want to play a little longer.

“Yes mistress” Mark walked over to them trying his best to exaggerate the already sexual hip sway he had going on. He then proceeded to bent over and use his brush to remove the dust from the windowsills. Mark felt his skirt hike up a bit and purposefully and subtly let it ride up even further by shaking his hips. He did make the effort to actually clean up the windowsill. Two birds, one horny wife.

Once finished with the first windowsill he looked back and hoped to see Hellen enjoying the view he was giving her. To his confusion he saw her smiling but not in her normal horny manner. Hellen locked eyes with him and stared intensely at him, sending chills down his spine.

“You are to keep going until this room is clean, once it is spotless you may come and get me so I can check your work. In the meantime, I will be doing the work of unloading the van.” With that she stood up and walked to the living room door. “Ow and if you find any other sets of clothing, please set them aside for me to peruse afterwards.”

Hellen left a confused and stunned Mark in the living room. This hadn’t gone according to his plan, they were supposed to play a bit then have some wild sex. After a few seconds he pulled himself out of his daze. ‘Is she being serious about this?’ Mark waited for Hellen to return but she didn’t.

“Guess I’ll get to work then” Mark looked around to make a mental list of all the things that needed cleaning. The windowsills, cupboards, tables, chairs, couch cushions, lamps, and bookcases. Lastly, he would need to clean the floor and rugs. They needed cleaning supplies for the windows, so he didn’t take those into account. Disappointed, Mark started with the tables, he knew that if Hellen was going to take this roleplay seriously, he would actually need to get this room spotless.

Outside in the van Hellen was biting her lip as she grabbed another set of boxes out of the van. Her mind was racing while thinking about the opportunities that she now had. Even though they were equals in their marriage Hellen always felt like Mark had the more dominant position just by being stronger and taller, but now that was different. Mark or Fifi was her submissive little maid and she the mistress of the mansion.

Back inside she walked past the living room door and saw her maid/husband dashing from one spot to the next dusting each and every surface. Not caring that her skirt was waving up and showing the world her panties.

Hellen continued on her way back upstairs and placed the boxes in the hallway. She had randomly chosen a room for them to sleep in, but it wasn’t the best option the mansion had to offer, it was one of the smaller ones. She walked through the hallway and saw several rooms with the doors still closed. Her eyes were, however, set on the room in the back with the bigger double doors. She quietly opened them, revealing to her a whole different world of luxury and comfort. The room was a massive bedroom with a double king-sized bed, a lounging area, a piano, a door towards a second empty room and a private bathroom with a bathtub the size of an SUV.

Hellen moved her stuff from the previous bedroom to her new one when something caught her attention.