i’m having a game night with her. during the first game, she smiles and says, “if i win, you clean the house. if you win, i’ll clean.” when the game ends, it’s obvious that she’s won. now i’m cleaning her house in the slutty little outfit she picked out for me. after what feels like hours, i finally finish. with a satisfied sigh, i look up—only to find her sitting at the table i just cleaned, already watching me. “oh, honey…” she says with a soft smile. “i think you missed a spot.” she points to the edge of the table. i roll my eyes but reach for the rag anyway. before i can pick it up, she gently catches my wrist. “i think you’ve used that rag plenty, darling… don’t you?” heat rushes to my face as she pulls me closer. she studies me for a moment, then slowly lifts the hem of my skirt with a teasing smile. “hmm…” she hums. “your panties are still clean.” i reach to take them off, but she stops me with a quiet laugh. “keep them on.” my face burns brighter as she watches my embarrassed expression with obvious amusement. “go ahead, darling.” i swallow hard before pressing myself against the edge of the table and slowly grinding my hips. i glance back over my shoulder. “…like this, mommy?” a pleased smile spreads across her face. “there you go, sweetheart.” my wetness seeps through my panties as i hump the edge of the table for her. “fuck… now it’s really dirty,” she murmurs with an amused smile, swiping a finger through the dampness i’ve left behind. she holds her hand up for me to see before her eyes meet mine again. “use your pretty little tongue to clean it up.” i hesitate, my cheeks burning as i look back at her. she simply smiles, resting a hand against the back of my head and slowly guiding me down toward the table. “go on, baby…” she whispers. “you’re doing so well.”
