We had a cleanup gentlewoman come to our house every other Friday and she worked about 5 hours cleaning our mansion. Her bit was simple. She would make it about 7:30 am, being dropped off from a wide-cut sized van that had about 6 former ladies that were driven to diverse fix in our suburban area. She had a key to our abode so she let herself in and proceeded to do her chore in an orderly manor. She was plain looking and usually wore a grey sign dress. She had an medium figure at about 5 substructure 5 inch tall. She spoke very little English language and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At initiatory I ignored her presence since I was getting ready to go to work about the same time. I had a somewhat slowly job agenda, I didn't punch a prison term clock and could celebrate my own hour. I was exempt to derive and go to the office at any time.

One Fri break of day I heard her spread the strawman door and come in to start her cleansing turn. I had nothing at work scheduled until after lunch and having been out the dark before for dinner I thought I'd eternal rest in and head for the office after lunch. My wife worked a formula schedule and was off to her job every morning by 8:30. Today was no exception. She rose from bed and began to get ready for workplace. By 8:25 she said good-bye drove off to her job.

The cleanup lady was still on the first storey of our house as I got up from our bed on the second floor. I slipped off my jammies and put on my robe. This is not the yearn fluffy bathrobe, this is a flimsy short thin cloth robe that came down to my genu. It was also not big and barely fit around my waistline. So completely defenseless, wearing only this flimsy robe I strode downstairs to the living room to sit and record the daybreak composition. The cleaning gentlewoman hardly noticed me because there were multiplication when I didn't leave for piece of work until she was completely done with her work.

As I settled in to a small professorship in our keep elbow room and opened the paper, I spread my branch open which easily exposed my cock and balls through the unfastened front man of my robe. The chairman was facing the kitchen and the cleanup lady was in the kitchen dusting and washing and cleanup. From prison term to fourth dimension she would take the air from the kitchen to the dining room. When she did this the first time, her optic glanced in my direction. What she saw was me, in my gown reading the composition. In addition she saw my legs spread apart and my cock and balls at eternal rest in full aspect. She froze in her tracks. I observed her expression from the edge of the paper I held up so it looked like I was reading the newspaper publisher and not cognisant of my uncovered nakedness. I was of course aware of it and it gave me rush and feeling that she was looking at my cock and balls she stopped and was staring. I began to have a small hard-on which she also noticed. I had a bit of pre-cum dripping out the head of my pecker. She continued her cleaning duties, but would pause occasionally to note my partial nudity. This was the world-class seance and little became of it as I was just testing the waters and was looking forward the second seance with advanced plans.


The succeeding visit of the cleaning lady was two workweek after the low one and I was more make. I had a few program to execute. low I did the Lapplander routine with the paper, sitting in the electric chair facing the kitchen, stark naked with a slight gown encompassing open exposing my cock and glob. After a few minute of arc I got up and walked out to the kitchen where she was working. I then let the robe open so I was providing her with a to the full frontal nakedness view. I walked around the kitchen getting a glass of succus and piece of toast all the piece providing her with glance of cock and balls swinging loosely from my open robe. When it came clip for her to go upstair to make clean the sleeping accommodation, I followed.

Her constant glance at my open robe assured me she was getting a good vista. Whether she enjoyed it or not I don't know. I was enjoying the exposing and flashing. I was occasionally begin to have an erecting, small but it was noticeable and she was aware of it.

At one level she was cleaning the bathroom and I decided it was fourth dimension to shower. I took off the robe and wrapped a pocket-size towel around my waist. This towel was so diminished it couldn't hide my turncock and balls and I put in on so my ass was also exposed. She was standing on a small faeces when I went in to the bathroom and I made a motion that I wanted to shower. She looked me up and down and was totally aware of my almost stark nakedness. She left the privy and I turned on the shower for a brief mo pretended to shower down and then opened the threshold with the towel hanging from my waist making certainly I was giving her a good scene of cock, balls and ass. She indeed looked me over more than once. An erection rose almost immediately.

I decided to summarise my affectedness in my flimsy gown on the chair in the living room. The excitement of the shower panorama caused a good sized erection which I had to attend to. While the cleaning lady was in the kitchen I began stroking my cock and it rose to the occasion. It was interesting because at any moment she could take the air into the dining room and see the bodily function of me stroking my pecker. She didn't and shortly I let go with a huge loading and relief from the sexual urgings. This caused me to go to sleep to our on a higher floor bathroom and clean up. I decided to dress and head for the office. I came down in my suit and tie and walked out to the kitchen. The cleaning lady was a little galvanize seeing me in my body of work vesture since recently it had been various glance of my putz, balls and ass. I handed her a ten dollar bill bill, she replied with a thank you for the money in separate English.

Several Fridays later I stretched my picture to the cleaning lady. On one occasion we had a new front line door installed and that meant new locks and keys. The first Friday the cleaning lady came I made certainly the door was open because I knew her key would not work. After she came in and started cleaning and after my married woman went to work I went downstairs to the finished cellar where she was vacuuming and presented her with a new key.

The way I presented the key was interesting. This time I wore a different robe ( defenseless underneath of course ) which was longer and more fluffy like a bathroom robe should be. However I opened up the front of the robe about 8 or 9 inches and exposed my cock and Ball with full frontlet nudity. I was trying to excuse the transposition in keys so I could get the old key and she could have the new nominal head door key. When I approached her it was obvious that she could now see the fully frontal nudity and my shaft and balls. She looked up and down and stopped and fixed her optic directly on my shaft Then as I got closer she smiled and as I explained the key switch I"accidentally"dropped the new key directly in front of me and it landed between my feet. It seems the tradition is Eastern Europe that a woman is somewhat instrumental. Therefore when I dropped the key she immediately bent over and went to clean up the key. In so doing her capitulum and eyes passed directly down the front of my torso column inch from my pecker. I know she was looking as she bent over. She then stood up and smiled holding the new key and handing over the old key.

During the Sami sojourn I did the"rain shower"thing again but when I walked out of the toilet I accidentally let the towel fall giving her the first wide naked opinion of my torso. The first thing she saw was my ass because she was standing behind me. The towel landed behind me and she picked it up and handed it to me as I swung around completely naked with my prick and Ball swinging as I twirled around. I hesitated as she handed me the towel trying to face abash but making sure as shooting she had a thoroughly long purview.

This was in the middle of summer and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my habit after several bare exposures I would retire upstairs to my office and watch porn on my computer. I was dressed only in my tee shirt exposing my turncock and balls with an Angle that when the cleansing lady came up steps she had an unobstructed sentiment ! Well I was pleased when she turned the quoin coming up the stair and turned my chair so she would have a full view of cock and orb. She walked in and said"electrical energy"in wear English. I wasn't sure what she meant but I got up and headed downstairs with her. Again, Eastern European char seem subservient and she followed me down to the basement and she had a to the full vista of my ass as we went down the steps. When we got to the washing machine I noticed it was not running and the dehumidifier was also not working. I knew that a circle breaker had tripped because the washer, dryer, and dehumidifier overloaded the circuit. I looked puzzle and got up on the washing machine completely exposing my cock and Ball. I then bent over with my ass facing her to leave her a view of my open up ass and musket ball from behind. I hesitated and then reset the breaker but not before extending my naked cock.

I went back upstair and jerked a respectable loading off to salve the sexual tautness that had built up. On the way out to work after I dressed I dropped another ten dollar bill on the table and she smiled and thanked me.

The next visit by the cleaning lady interested me more than ever. I was trying to call back of what new exposure I could fare up with. Then it hit me. I put on the same old tee shirt that was minuscule on me that came down to my belly button and to the crevice in my ass and no further. It was the Lapplander one I wore when the tour circuit breaker needed to be reset. I then put on a pair of shorts that were very small.
When it was time for her to arrive around 7:30 am I went down and took off the boxers and was standing by the front threshold naked from the belly push to my feet.
I saw the van pull up across the street and the cleanup noblewoman stepped out of the van walking toward our house. I had combed my pubic haircloth and swung my physical structure from side to side so my peter and formal were absolve. I then turned to the rampart in strawman of the threshold which contained a wide length mirror so when she walked in she would feature view of my ass and I would see her in the mirror. I heard the key in the door and as it opened I saw her typeface in the mirror in straw man of me. I then pretended to be startled as I turned and looked directly into her face. She let out a gasp and immediately said"deplorable"as if she scared me. I turned to give her a wide-cut frontal view of my now throbbing peter and hanging ball. She took the horizon in and just stood there staring. I turned to give her another eyeshot of my ass and then proceeded to walk up stairs putting on my shorts crawling in bed with my still sleeping wife.

After my wife got up and went to work I again took off my underdrawers and headed half naked down the step to see the cleanup lady. She was busy in the kitchen so I went there to have a spyglass of Orange succus. We have a pocket-sized kitchen so I had to operate around her almost touching her but not quite. My cock was growing ever so slightly and she surely noticed. As she continued to strip I followed her around making sure enough she got several views of my bareness. I started to feel the throbbing in my cock and made sure she noticed it was growing in sizing. It was a sexual thrill to bed she knew that I knew that she knew she was seeing my cock and balls and ass.

I had just recently cleaned the basement of a lot of junk and still in my half naked tee shirt only garb I went down and directed her to mop the newly cleaned up country. I stood there to monitor and she had the usual full phase of the moon scene of turncock and egg and sometimes as I turned to point her my ass. Again my hammer began to acquire and she was sure to notice its increasing size. I stayed the stallion time until the pressure became too gravid and I went upstairs to view more porn and eventually had to jerk my swelling cock with a Brobdingnagian enjoyable load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my cocks erection to her but one break of day I was sitting in the chair in the living room with only my tee shirt on giving the cleaning lady a wide-cut view of my legs spread apart and shaft and balls. I was pretending to be reading the theme and I felt my cock beginning to get. I usually didn't want her to see a full erection thinking it might intimidate her but this prison term I let it go. My stopcock climbed straight up to my belly clit and was at full aid. About this time she walked into the dining way and stopped abruptly staring at my throbbing penis.

I noticed some pre-cum slowly oozing out of the tip of my dick, she noticed it also. She turned to the kitchen where the removed bridge player held earphone was but I had removed it and had on the table next to me, pretending to be waiting for a song.

She noticed the phone was gone and asked in broken English - telephone ? I held it up and said me call, pretending to be waiting for a call. I think she was going to scream her office staff. I figured this was enough so I went upstairs watched some porn after a short saccade session blasted one of the vainglorious loads in a long time. I dressed in my courting and tie, went downstairs ( I still had the speech sound ) and walked to the kitchen and offered her the phone. She looked me up and down at my well tailored suit and said no. I handed her a twenty buck placard and got a prissy thank you for the money !

Finally one Friday I stood half naked at the battlefront door at the appointed meter ( 7:30 am ) and the doorway opened. The cleaning lady was getting used to the view that greeted her, my short tee shirt not quite down to the crack in my ass. My naked ass and pecker and balls on display for her. I gave her a brief show swinging my body so my cock and Ball would be swaying for her survey. Almost immediately I started to get an erection which became obvious to her. I bent over with my ass facing her pretending to beak up an gasbag on the floor giving her a view of my asshole and balls dangling from behind. Then I put on my short pants and went back to bed with my wife.

My wife left for work at 8:30 and I came down to the kitchen completely raw and I was already aroused with a firm hard-on pointed straight person ahead and at an angle towards the cap. I walked right into the kitchen where the cleanup dame was washing dishes. She heard me walk in and turned and looked at me. She let out a large gasp and straightened up and her eyes fixed on my expectant throbbing cock. She never took her eyes of off it until I said in a convention voice, near morning. I sat down on a stool, legs go around apart erect shaft and balls aimed in her steering. I had never been this bold and was n't sure of her reaction. She had never seen my hammer as gruelling, as long, and throbbing as it was this morning. Pre cum was seeable and dripping ever so slightly on the kitchen floor.

I motioned her to follow over to me, she did, never taking her eyes off of my cock. I had ten ten dollar bills in my hand and showed them to her. She looked puzzled when at the same meter I brought her right hand over to my expatiate cock. I placed her hand on my erection and wrapped her fingers around the girth of my member.

My turncock was hot and severe and her manus was inhuman but I felt her fingers wrap tightly around my hard-on. She immediately began stroking, almost as if she had done this many times before, perhaps she had. She felt the head of my dick as she slid her hand the entire length. She stopped a few sentence and gave a fragile squeeze play when she got to the al-Qaida of my dick.


Her stroking was divine, her round was staring. She also ran her index number finger to the tip of my dick where the pre cum was now flowing. She took some of the pre cum and moistened the head of my hammer. Watching her digit gently massaging the tip of my cock sent feelings of delight throughout my dead body. I could only think of those fingers that were playing with my cock and bollock were the cleanup lady whose name I don't even know. As she fondled my glob I could see an expression of joy on her case. My nut must take felt like eggs in her manus and her hired man started to feel warm and sensuous.

At one point I began to thrust my hips almost involuntarily as she stroked my stopcock with an even cycle. As I was thrusting my hips she stopped stroking and just held my cock as I was now fucking her hand. Shortly thereafter I thrust my body forward and held it there and then she continued her stroking. She also took her former hand and felt my ass rubbing both ass cheeks as she stroked. I do n't call up how many strokes it took but the feeling built and I approached the edge wanting to cum but wanting her stroking to last forever. The shaft of my penis would bounce up and down when she occasionally stopped stroking and patted the tip gently and she watched my tool bounce 5 or 6 inches and then settle back at a nearly 45 degree angle waiting for her hand to return. She then would again enclose her fingerbreadth around my dick and slowly began another series of cam stroke. I could n't defy back my head rolled back and my putz shuddered as I let out a huge groan and I began to spurt the largest, broad cargo I ever remember. I can't remember the figure of spirt of cum I shot but the spasms were uncontrollable. I felt tingling throughout my body. The hot load covered her handwriting and flowed out over the kitchen floor. As I groaned in delight her eyes were wide spread viewing the head of my putz and it's flowing semen. As I was cumming she wrapped her former hand around my testis and gently squeezed them. She stopped and gave me a foreign look then looked at her hand and the base and finally back to my deflating cock. She managed a niggling grinning and got some paper towels cleaning her hand, the floor, and finally my tool. Gently she wiped the head of my pecker until it was almost dry but still oozing some fluid. She then reached over and grabbed my cock and balls and gave them a gentle squeeze play with a smile on her face. I put the hundred clam in her manus and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her bag and continued her cleaning duties while I retired upstairs to shower and dress for work. Some time later I went downstairs fully dressed ready to go to work. I walked through the dining room where she was dusting and smiled, she returned the smile and a brief goodbye and thanks for the money ! I had no idea what the succeeding visit would fee-tail .