Ready for work

I woke with a start as an alarm blared a few meters away from me. Amanda also awoke. She must be going to work like she said she was the other night. I wasn't to sure exactly what Amanda did for a living but I do know that it made her filthy rich.

I stretched and saw that Amanda had gotten out of bed without me noticing. She was already in the process of dressing herself and had put on a set of bra and panties. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Getting dressed." She said as if I was stupid.

"Yeah but didn't you hear about the new dress code at work?"

"No what is it? Tell me." The effect of last nights wish, that she'd obey anything I said as long as she lived under this roof, was still going.

"You can't wear underwear to work. That's just a sign of disrespect. Take it off immediately." She did as she was told and stripped naked once again. "Now you need to wear a blouse which shows off some cleavage as well as a short mid-thigh length skirt. This is because it's a scientific fact that the more skin you show the more chance you have of making a business deal."

"Well you can't disagree with science." She said with a smile.

"Exactly!" I beamed.

We both headed downstairs where I got the 40 something maid to make me a bowl of cereal. I installed the new house rules into her brain and then got her to take the next hour of so she could masturbate over the new master of the house.

I could hear Amanda leave in her new sexy outfit and thought to myself, I could go and visit Amanda's work or spend the day with my new buddy Connor.