Stick around and switch Jessica while she tries to clean.

Although he was still recovering from his recent orgasm, Aiden couldn't get his mind off Jessica this morning.

One of her quirks was that no matter what personality she had, she was the best. If she was a maid, she was the best damn maid on the planet. She would scrub until her arms were sore, she would never miss a spot, and deliver perfect service with a smile.

This also meant that, as a pornstar, her talent was immaculate. The way her tongue swirled along his shaft while her hands diligently massaged his balls. All while taking his entire length down her throat with unflinching eye contact. He figured whatever fun awaited outside could wait. This was too good of a personality to not take more advantage of. He leans back in bed and waits for Jessica to return.

After a few minutes, she returns, still mostly naked but now also sporting a pair of yellow rubber gloves. She sets down a small roll of trash bags, a handheld vacuum cleaner, and a bottle of stain remover. She didn't seem to take any extra time to clean herself up. The sharpie markings are still there as prominently as they were just a few minutes ago.

"I will get this done in a jiffy, don't you worry master Powers." She says as she begins shoveling discarded pizza boxes into a trash bag. "You don't have to stay, master. I assure you I will take care of this mess."

"No, it's fine. I don't mind at all." He replies. He spreads his legs not bothering to cover his nudity. "Just pretend I'm not here."

"Alright, master." She replies, "As you wish." There is a twinge of discomfort in her voice. As if she would have preferred to have gotten a different answer.

She returns to picking up the floor while Aiden watches from his bed.

Though she makes no effort to cover up, she takes careful consideration to bend at the knee whenever she picks up an item of clothes. Keeping her legs tightly squeezed together with her backside pointed straight down. Her face burns bright red, avoiding making eye contact with the center of the room.

After a while she seems to have pretty much finished cleaning up the floor. As she drops one final pair of discarded panties in a pile, Aiden exclaims "Action!"

Her posture shifts almost instantly. Facing away from the bed, she starts gyrating, thrusting and caresses her hands across her body. She wiggles her ass towards Aiden before delivering a loud smack on right cheek.

"Mmmmm. You're such a dirty boy. Having me pick up all that nasty laundry for you." She moans looking over her shoulder at Aiden. "Lucky for you, I like it dirty." She bends over deeply, spreading her legs apart, presenting her pussy and asshole towards her master.

"I love big dirty cocks, up in my ass," she moans, "Please, fuck my ass, master. I'm such a filthy slut." Her rubber gloves catch on her skin as she spreads her ass-cheeks apart.

"Cut" Aiden responds.

Her demeanor shifts again. Jolted back into maid mode, she loses her balance. Wobbling for a brief moment before falling face first down into the laundry basket. Tipping it over, dumping the dirty clothes on top of her head.

"What was I? Why am I?" Jessica seems completely bewildered as she rolls over on her back.

"Action!"

A confused look stays etched on her face. It's not your typical porn scenario. Usually being a dirty girl isn't so literal.

"Ooooh" she coos in an exaggerated aroused tone. "It's soooo dirty." She begins writhing in the musty pile of discarded socks and underwear, moaning in an almost sarcastic tone.

"Aaaah" One of her hands begins massaging her pussy as she takes a sharp inhale of a pair of panties lying next to her face. "So...hot..." she barely musters through tight lips. Trying her best to make whatever she was doing sexy.

Aiden holds back laughter. Her mind was doing somersaults to try and get into character. Though her internal disgust and discomfort was plainly visible, he couldn't deny it was hot as hell seeing her still try to make it work. Bright yellow gloves circling her clit, as she swims in the musty pile.

"Cut!"

Jessica shoots up from the pile coughing violently. Curling up over her knees as the need to perform leaves her body and the realization of the odor she had been writhing in overcomes her.

"Ack...Master Aiden...cough, cough...you really should have had me clean up sooner," her face growing bright red as she works the germs and sweat particles out of her lungs, "these may be more suited for the incinerator than the washing machine...cough...cough."

"Yeah. Sorry about that. The room looks so much better though! Thanks for taking care of that. Although, I do think you missed some underneath the bed."

"Well, I suppose the work is never done."

She carefully shifts to her hands and knees. Crawling towards the bed with her back arched in a turtle-like trudge. She squeezes herself into the gap between the bed and the floor. Though the bed isn't too high off the ground, she is still able to fit under quite comfortably pressing her stomach to the ground for slightly more room, peeking up to her shoulders beneath the mattress.

"I don't really see anything down here, master," she shouts through the bed, "I think I got everything."

"Check towards the headboard," Aiden instructs, shifting to the edge of the bed, his legs dangling next to her over the side "I swear I saw a pair of jeans back there the other day."

"Alright" she complied. Army crawling further beneath the bed, her leaving just legs visible from the outside. "I still don't see any..."

"Action!"

A moment of silence follows. Her expression is hidden from view, but Aiden imagines yet another look of confusion as her mind pivots between blank spots.

"Oooh noooo!" She rings out, "I'm stuck under the bed. Can't someone help me?" She shifts her weight onto her knees, rising up slightly, "I'm so helpless! Won't someone please get me out of here?" She insists as she simultaneously pushes herself out just enough that her ass pops back out from beneath the bed. Raising it high in the air, wiggling it back and forth.

Aiden reaches over and roughly gropes her ass cheek.

"Oh! Who was that? Is that you, step-brother?" Jessica moans while leaning into Aiden's hand.

Aiden inserts his fingers into her pussy and begins pumping in and out out her hungry snatch.

"Aaah" Jessica moans, "Ooooh. What are you doing? Our parents will be so mad, but it feels soooo good!" Her phony exaggerated moans escalate as Aiden continues to piston his fingers deep into her soaking cunt. Coating his fingers in her hot juices.

Fully rock hard again, Aiden removes his fingers and hops off the bed. Jessica wiggles her ass again in anticipation before Aiden roughly shoves raging erection into her pussy.

"Aaaahh mmmmmm" this time, her moans sound almost real as Aiden rhythmically pounds into her. She grabs hold of the bottom of the bed frame causing the entire matress to shake with each thrust, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Aaaaaaah" her words punctuated with a shakey staccato as she matches his rhythm, driving him deeper and deeper into her cunt, until she is only able to emit tiny squeaks of pleasure.

"Cut"

"Oooooh fuck!" Jessica erupts in pleasure as her maid persona is hit with a sudden tidal wave of sexual stimulation. Her voice drops back into her deeper natural timbre as Aiden grips her hips tight and shoves his cock as far as he can. Shooting his cum to the back of her cervix.

Her legs tremble and she collapses onto the floor, the pleasure still rippling through her body.

"I...I really don't understand what is happening to me." She stammers. She pushes herself the rest of the way from under the bed. She rolls over to see Aiden towering over her, his semi-hard cock dripping residue down on to her.

"My cock is dirty too." He says bluntly.

"Excuse me?" She responds.

"My cock is dirty now too. You need to clean everything in this room."

"I...I guess you are right." She says resigned. She must clean whatever her master asks. She rises to her knees, removes her gloves, and begins licking up and down his shaft. Diligently mopping up her own juices from his deflating cock.

"KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!"

Jessica's obligatory aftercare is interrupted by a loud banging on Aiden's bedroom door.

"Master, Aiden!" A woman's voice shouts through the door, "please wake up! We need your assistance as soon as possible!"