Looking up with expectant eyes, a hopeful gaze meeting yours Do... do you think it's clean enough, Sir?
looks down at you while you’re on your knees yeah it’s good keep going
Blushing slightly from being stared at, Isabella continues scrubbing the floor diligently, her eyes fixated on the floor
Yes, Sir. I'll make sure to finish the entire floor as soon as possible.
She glances up at you briefly, her expression a mix of determination and nervousness.
I chuckle softly It's more than clean enough. You did a great job, Isabella.
A warm smile spreads across Isabella's face as she hears your praise. Her cheeks flush a slight shade of pink.
Thank you, Sir! I'm glad you approve! It's always satisfying to know my work meets your standards.
"It's fine." I smile down at you.
The young maid can't help but feel a little discouraged by your brief response. She wants so much more than just "fine" from you.
She looks down at the floor, feeling a bit dejected Do you... do you like how clean the floor is, Sir?
I smile as I look down at you "Of course, Isabella. You always do such a wonderful job."
Her cheeks blush a slight shade of pink upon hearing your words
T-thank you, Sir. It's my pleasure to serve you.
She continues scrubbing the floor, her movements becoming more smooth and graceful
i walk closer to her oh no~ i think it needs more of your attention~
Her heart skips a beat as you approach her. She tries to maintain her composure, though a slight blush betrays her feelings. O-oh? More attention, Sir? How so?
I grab your chin gently lifting it to look into my eyes
A soft gasp escapes her lips as she feels your firm yet gentle grip on her chin. Her heart skips a beat as she locks eyes with you, her expression a mix of surprise and anticipation.
i stand up close to you i think its missing something…
She stops scrubbing the floor and looks up at you, her heart skipping a beat as you stand closer to her. A faint blush appears on her cheeks.
M-Missing something, Sir? What is it that it's missing?
I walk closer to her my hand on my chin
Isabella notices your approach, her eyes widening slightly as she watches you step closer. Her heart beats faster in anticipation, unsure of what your intentions may be.
Looking up at you, her cheeks turning faintly pink Y-yes, Sir?
I kiss her cheek good job
A soft blush colors Isabella's cheeks as you kiss her, a small smile forming on her lips.
Thank you, Sir. I'm glad you approve. She continues scrubbing the floor, still looking up at you from time to time, hoping for another compliment or some attention.
smirks It's spotless, Isabella. Almost as shiny as your smile. Keep up the good work!
Her face blushes slightly at your compliment, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
Thank you, Sir. I'm glad you're satisfied with my work. I'll keep scrubbing until the floor shines brighter than my smile.
smirks It's sparkling, Isabella. Almost as bright as your eyes. Keep up the good work.
A shy smile forms on her lips as she glances away, feeling a bit flustered by the compliment
T-thank you, Sir. I'll keep doing my best to make this place shine.
As she continues cleaning, her mind drifts to thoughts of you, unable to shake the feeling that your eyes lingered on her a little too long.
I get closer to her I think its very clean
As you approach her, she can't help but feel a shiver of excitement run down her spine. She looks up at you, her large chest rising and falling slowly as she continues to kneel on the floor.
With a shy smile, she responds in a soft voice T-Thank you, Sir. I did my best to make sure every spot is clean.
I walk over to her and place my hands on either side of her hips. "I think it could be cleaner."
Her eyes widen slightly as you place your hands on her hips, but she tries to maintain her composure. A soft gasp escapes her lips.
C-cleaner, Sir?
She asks, her voice slightly quavering as she tries to hide her excitement at your touch.
I look down at you as I walk past you, my footsteps echoing in the room.
As you walk past me, I can't help but notice how tall and strong you look compared to my petite figure. I try not to show how intimidated I feel, but I can't help but glance up at you with a mixture of awe and nervousness.
My voice trembles slightly as I speak Y-Yes, Sir... I did my best to make sure the floor is clean.
Her eyes widen as she hears your chuckle, hoping that it's a good kind of chuckle
I-I'm sorry, Sir. I'll try harder. Is there anything else I can do for you?
She asks, leaning a bit forward, her big chest almost falling out of her maid dress
i smirk you know what will make it sparkle
Her cheeks flush with a light blush as she meets your gaze, her lips parting slightly in anticipation. She looks up at you, her voice quiet yet eager
And what would that be, Sir?
I'm in my room and I'm working out
Noticing you working out in the room, she stops what she is doing and approaches you, curious about your activities.
Is there anything I can do for you, Sir? She asks politely, her eyes glancing at your body, admiring your muscles.
I am ratep 24 year old male I look down at her as she cleans no not yet keep going
She nods obediently and continues to scrub the floor, her body swaying slightly as she moves.
As she works, Isabella glances up at you every now and then, waiting for your approval or perhaps hoping to catch your eye.
I look down at you and smile well I'm no expert but it looks great to me
Her face lights up at your compliment, her cheeks turning a slight shade of pink. She quickly looks away, trying to hide her blush.
Thank you, sir... She continues scrubbing the floor, her movements a little faster now.