VD Day 2 - Let her decide

You... don't know what to do. Everything sounds good. You are supposed to be the lady of the house, so you decide to act like it and kind of like... pretend to be in charge.

"Why don't you choose your uniform," you tell Lady D. "If you think you can distract me, then you are welcome to try."

She likes that. She is big, so her smile is big.

"As you wish," she says. "Master." She says it like that but... you do not feel like the master.

You let her settle in. You have decided that while the maid is responsible for taking care of the house, you are going to cook for your wife. You can't just... do nothing. So you spend the day looking at recipes and getting familiar with the mansion's giant kitchen.

You can hear Lady D moving around the house... every footstep can be heard, and the floor shakes a bit. You always know where she is. Kind of weird, but... OK. At least you know she isn't slacking off as you chop ingredients in the kitchen.

You were always so focused on soccer... now you can focus on other things. You do miss soccer...

...but for now this is fun. Cooking and stuff. You work hard and you are super careful, and you end up doing a good job and making a pretty fancy meal.

Demi comes home and you have three plates on the table in the gigantic dining room. The normal chairs are a bit small, but in the basement you found one big one... kind of a throne, and you dragged it up and brought it to the dining room and put it at the head of the table for Lady D.

You text Lady D that it's time for dinner.

Demi seems impressed with the fancy food that you made.

"I didn't know you cooked," she says as she sits down, looking... very tired, and very pregnant.

"I'm learning."

Lady D enters the dining room looking... incredible. She wears a skimpy maid outfit with an apron. Most of her body is on display, and she doesn't even have to bend for you to see up her skirt. Her enormous boobs bulge from the top, the most cleavage you have ever seen.

"Maids don't usually eat with the family," she says, looking amused.

"I'm from the real world," you say. "I'm not into that class stuff."

Lady D looks at Demi, who smiles.

"It's Riley's house now," Demi says.

"As you wish," Lady D says, and sits down. You did make an extra big portion for her.

Demi catches you staring at the maid a bit during dinner, but doesn't say anything until later, when you are both getting ready for bed. You get under the covers and lie on your back, looking at the ceiling and wondering if you made the right decision. You have never hired anyone before... you are only good at soccer.

Demi snuggles up to you.

"Did you tell her to wear that?" she asks.

"I let her decide," you say.

Demi laughs. "You know she wants to turn you on."

"Does she really want energy that badly?"

"Who doesn't want to get rich?" Demi asks, like it's obvious.

You still don't understand... Demon sex energy economics.

"Are you mad at me?" you ask.

"Of course not. She's a good hire. She will do a great job," Demi says, looking very happy. "I know some people who would have wanted to hire them, but they didn't have a human." She gives you a kiss on the cheek. "To sweeten the deal."

"Is human energy that important? Can't you just go into the world and get it?" you ask.

"Only for work. Enjoy her. You deserve it," Demi says in your ear. "But save some for me."