"Fine. I'll do it, you bastard." She says as she angrily pulls her tank top over her head, revealing her exquisite young titties and hard, tight stomach. She's quite a bit less fiery as she pulls her shorts down and kicks them away.
"Panties, too, whore." I say, not giving her the chance to show me whether she was going to remove them in the first place.
She bristles but complies, tugging then down and adding them to the tiny pile of thin garments. I'm delighted to see that her cute, puffy little slit is completely shaved. She immediately covers herself with her hands and I laugh.
"Back to the dishes, Jordan. Remember, you're getting paid to clean the kitchen, not just stand around looking cute." I turn her by her shoulders to face the sink again and give her a sharp slap on her bare ass.
She helps but hops back to work, picking up the brush and scrubbing at a crusty pan. Her effort sends delightful tremors through her firm little tits and even her tight ass a little bit.
"Good. Now you're getting it." I say and sit back once more to watch the now much more interesting show.
She finishes the dishes and wipes down the cabinets and countertops she splashed earlier, then looks at me expectantly.
I simply point to the floor. "Scrub it. Buckets and rags in the pantry."
She makes a face but turns to fetch the stuff. I notice a cute little tattoo arching over her left hip; a little flock of birds taking flight towards her back. I hadn't noticed it while she was at the sink
Jordan fills the bucket and gets down on her hands and knees to diligently scrub the floor. She seems to be focusing on her work so she can forget my eyes on her naked flesh, but she still manages to put on a great show. I especially like when she has to face away from me and I get a perfect view of her beautiful pink pussy and puckered asshole. She's definitely earning her five hundred bucks.
