"Aren't you named Clara?" Jeff asked hesitantly. The girl paused to seemingly think it over for a moment, then smiled. "Sure, I can be named Clara! I am Clara. Yep. Thanks for naming me son. Now, pardon me, but who are you? Are you perhaps my Master?"
Jeff looks at Clara dumbfounded. "Huh? I guess I am... but why don't you know that?"
"I only know a few things. How to be a perfect maid, the layout of this house, how to cook, clean, mend and care for things. Oh! And now I also know my name too! But aside from that, I know nothing else. So I must ask again, who are you?"
"Uh... fuck. I am Jeff, and I guess you can call me your Master... and boyfriend?" attempted Jeff. Clara again cutely tilted her head and thought for a moment. She then smiled once again. "Understood Sir, but why are you asking me? I do not know. Am I Master's maid and/or girlfriend? Only you know that answer."
"Right, let's say you are both."
"Understood sir. Though I am now confused as to how should I act around you. Am I suppose to treat you as my Master or as my Boyfriend?"
"Can't you just do both?"
"Oh no no no! A Master must always be spoken to and treated respectfully and formally. There is practically no emotion behind our communication, let alone love. There is also a very strick power division between our roles that never can be changed. The maid is always the subordinate and cannot go against her Master's wishes."
"A Boyfriend on the other hand, is an equal. Someone who is treated differently, depending on the current situation. There is no formality between us, and things like touching eachother casually are not only permitted, but encouraged. There is also no requirement for one of us to always obey the other."
"So some boundaries must be set or you must at least pick either one to start off with" explains Clara.
"Oh... then, I guess Boyfriend for now?"
"Ulgh, can you please stop saying your replies in the form of a question. I am asking you because I literally have no knowledge of things. I can piece together your answers from context for now, but I cannot always do that. You must answer definitively please."
"Um... Ok...? No wait, I can do that. Yeah."
"Thank you. Now then, what does Master Jeff wish to have for dinner?" Asks Clara who approaches Jeff and starts wrapping herself around him. They begin sharing a few kisses while Clara slowly begins removing her outfit. "So I take it having me for dinner suffice?" Says Clara as she tosses aside her bra her arms and tits slip out of her uniform as the upper half falls down to her waist.
Jeff let's Clara do everything and after unzipping and shedding the rest of her uniform she was left wearing only her lingerie, stocking, and heels. Jeff was surprised to find that she didn't have panties on though. He thought he had seen them with the lingerie and had assumed she put them on, but apparently that wasn't the case.
"No panties?" asks Jeff curiously. His question was met with a sexy and playful grin. "I can buy some if you wish, but I do not currently own any pairs whatsoever. I prefer going pantiless. There is an exciting feeling of freedom to it. Or would you rather I be more pure hearted and innocent than a pantiless pervert who can openly talk about pervy things without the slightest bit of shame or embarrassment?"
"I like it. I mean, if you are fine with it. Then I don't mind you staying how you are. But if you don't like it, then..."
"You could just say you like it and leave it at that you know. And if you find that you don't like it, I can try and change myself to have your desired parter's personality." Entices Clara with a whisper.
You shake your head no and she smiles. "Is that so. Then I'll be taking the lead here" declairs Clara. Before you can question her about what she means by that, Clara has already broken out of your embrace, grabbed both of your wrists, pinned them above your head and pushed you up against a nearby wall. Her heels make her about the same height as you too.
Clara proceeded to kiss you several times while her free hand strokes your cock through your pants. Jeff can feel her fingers trace its shape and cannot help but get hard because of them. Clara unzips his pants and pulls it out. She proceeds to then press her boobs into his face as she jerks him off. "Thanks to my job, I can confidently say that I am quite skilled with my hands Jeff. Or is there something else you want me to do to you?"