Roleplay With Me: Missed A Spot!

Kylie Rocket knocks on the glossy door, broom crooked over one shoulder, while Cosmo pockets in her designer blouse. First swipe at the marble leaves a muddy streak. Kylie giggles, tries again, knocks over a vase, makes the crash last like applause. She bends to pick up every shard way too slowly, ass high, hips testing gravity. Coco watches from the chaise, clutches her pearl necklace and crosses her legs harder each second. Kylie inches closer, "accidentally" bumping Coco’s knee while wiping the table next to it, breath on her ear, pretending the dust needs more attention. Coco starts as scandalized white wine and ends up as melted Brie. Suddenly the rich lady laughs out loud, drops the act, slaps her girlfriend’s thigh and says "Babe, the boss’s wife never whistles at the help that loud," then yanks Kylie back into the scene by her half-buttoned uniform top, rolling with the fantasy until pretending feels a lot like the real bargain being struck right on the plush rug.