Final question

'How are these questions deciding whether I'm suitable?' Emily asked.

'It's just what they do, I think it's some kind of personality assessment,' Mr Francis lied. He was liking the idea of Emily working at his house, this might just be perfect, but he sensed he was pushing his luck with the questions a little.

Just one more then, and he would have to let it go. He was still thinking about her working as his maid, and all the possibilities that might bring. She might be dusting his bedroom when he comes out of the shower, drying his hair and not seeming to know she was there. She would become obsessed, begging him to just let her see his cock one more time, it was the biggest one she had ever seen. He would eventually give in and show it to her, and she would ask to be allowed to touch it. Just once, just quickly. Then, holding it in her little hand, would he let her taste it? Just one tiny lick?

'Okay, final question. You are working as a maid in a big house. You are alone, and notice your uniform is dirty so you take it off and pop it in the washer. When it is clean you try to retrieve it but end up getting stuck. You are wearing just your bra and panties with your bottom sticking out into the utility room. Just then you hear your boss come home. What do you do?'