Setting Some Ground Rules

As you drove home you found that you couldn't look at Jennifer. This beautiful 18 year old high school senior was now your servant. How did you get so lucky??! You thought if you turned your head towards her that she would disappear in a puff of smoke. You managed to make it home and up the stairs to your apartment.

As you walked in you became a little embarrassed. You still hadn't fully finished unpacking. Worse, you were always a slob. Just as you were about to give Jennifer an excuse for the mess, she asked you a serious of questions.

"John, how should I address you? Do you prefer sir, or master, or John?" You couldn't help but smile. "John's okay, I want you to be comfortable." Jennifer's face had a confused look on it. "Thank you John, but don't worry about my comfort. This week is all about showing you how great a wife I will be. If it makes you happier, I am happy to call you whatever you'd like from here on out." "Thanks Jennifer, John's fine" you respond.

"John, how will you address me?" You now had a confused look on your face. "I'll....say.....your....name..." you answered, wondering what kind of question that was. "Okay sir! Sometimes husbands call their wives other names, like wife, or servant, stuff like that."

"John, how shall I speak around you? Shall I speak freely? Or only when spoken too?" You didn't want a robot, you wanted a partner. "Freely, say what's on your mind. Especially if you're unhappy here." Jennifer giggled, then leaned in and kissed you on the cheek. "I'll never be unhappy if I'm with you John."

"Last question John, what's the dress code? What shall I wear in your home?" That was an easy one. She had the best nude body you'd ever seen. You told her you wanted her nude unless you said otherwise. "Sure John, I'm happy to wear anything, or nothing, for you!". She then took her sundress back off and again revealed her perfect nude body.

"Since I can speak freely, may I suggest that I clean your apartment?" You were worried she'd be offended by the mess. Instead, she was going to take a major item off your to-do list. "Sure, that'd be great!" You sat on the couch and tried to watch some streaming video but you kept getting distracted by Jennifer. Not that she did anything bad, it's was just that you had a perfect 18 year old woman, nude, cleaning your home. She did a great job too! She was moving things around to clean underneath them, dusting the ceiling, she even moved the couch, with you on it, so she could vacuum underneath.

"I believe I'm done John!" You looked around, your apartment looked spotless. "Would you like to inspect my work?" Jennifer followed up. You declined; you were sure she did just as good a job everywhere else. You pointed to a bag on the table. "Is that your stuff?" you asked Jennifer. "Yes sir, may I unpack it? It is the last piece of clutter in your apartment. You nod in approval.