We had a cleansing lady come to our sign of the zodiac every other Fri and she worked about 5 hours cleaning our star sign. Her routine was unproblematic. She would arrive about 7:30 am, being dropped off from a full sized van that had about 6 early lady that were driven to versatile placement in our suburban domain. She had a key to our place so she let herself in and proceeded to do her job in an orderly manor. She was unmingled looking and usually wore a gray house dress. She had an modal figure at about 5 feet 5 column inch marvellous. She spoke very short English and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At first I ignored her presence since I was getting ready to go to work about the same time. I had a pretty well-situated job schedule, I didn't punch a clip clock and could proceed my own hr. I was free to come in and go to the role at any time.

One Friday morning I heard her spread out the front door and come in to take off her cleaning subroutine. I had nothing at workplace scheduled until after lunch and having been out the night before for dinner party I thought I'd sleep in and psyche for the office after lunch. My wife worked a normal schedule and was off to her job every morning by 8:30. Today was no exception. She rose from bed and began to get fix for work. By 8:25 she said goodbye drove off to her job.

The cleansing lady was still on the outset floor of our business firm as I got up from our bed on the minute floor. I slipped off my pajamas and put on my gown. This is not the long fluffy bathrobe, this is a fragile short thin cloth gown that came down to my knees. It was also not big and just fit around my waist. So completely naked, wearing only this thin robe I strode downstairs to the living elbow room to sit and record the first light paper. The cleaning gentlewoman hardly noticed me because there were metre when I didn't leave for workplace until she was completely done with her work.

As I settled in to a diminished chair in our living room and opened the paper, I spread my leg open which easily exposed my cock and balls through the undecided front of my robe. The president was facing the kitchen and the cleaning lady was in the kitchen dusting and washing and cleaning. From time to clip she would walk from the kitchen to the dining way. When she did this the commencement time, her eyes glanced in my direction. What she saw was me, in my robe reading the paper. In summation she saw my legs spread apart and my turncock and egg at residuum in wax view. She froze in her tracks. I observed her verbalism from the edge of the paper I held up so it looked like I was reading the report and not mindful of my reveal openness. I was of course of instruction 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 make a humble erection which she also noticed. I had a bit of pre-cum dripping out the head of my cock. She continued her cleaning duties, but would break occasionally to celebrate my partial nudity. This was the first base academic term and lilliputian became of it as I was just testing the waters and was looking forward the second sitting with advanced plans.


The next visit of the cleaning lady was two weeks after the first one and I was more prepared. I had a few design to execute. First I did the same routine with the newsprint, sitting in the president facing the kitchen, double-dyed naked with a tenuous robe wide open exposing my peter and orchis. After a few minute of arc I got up and walked out to the kitchen where she was working. I then let the gown open so I was providing her with a full frontlet nudity panorama. I walked around the kitchen getting a glass of juice and piece of toast all the while providing her with glance of cock and formal swinging loosely from my assailable robe. When it came time for her to go upstairs to clean the bedroom, I followed.

Her constant glances at my spread out robe assured me she was getting a beneficial scene. Whether she enjoyed it or not I don't know. I was enjoying the exposing and flashing. I was occasionally begin to have an hard-on, small but it was noticeable and she was aware of it.

At one point she was cleaning the toilet and I decided it was time to lavish. I took off the robe and wrapped a small towel around my waist. This towel was so small it couldn't hide my cock and balls and I put in on so my ass was also exposed. She was standing on a small potty when I went in to the lav and I made a gesture that I wanted to shower. She looked me up and down and was totally aware of my almost complete nakedness. She left the bathroom and I turned on the shower bath for a legal brief bit pretended to shower down and then opened the door with the towel hanging from my waist making certainly I was giving her a right thought of cock, balls and ass. She indeed looked me over Sir Thomas More than once. An erection rose almost immediately.

I decided to resume my mannerism in my onionskin robe on the chair in the living room. The agitation of the exhibitioner prospect caused a commodity sized erection which I had to go to to. While the cleaning lady was in the kitchen I began stroking my prick and it rose to the social occasion. It was interesting because at any moment she could walk into the dining room and see the activeness of me stroking my cock. She didn't and shortly I let go with a huge encumbrance and relief from the sexual importunity. This caused me to retire to our upstair lavatory and clean up. I decided to dress and head for the office. I came down in my causa and tie and walked out to the kitchen. The cleanup lady was a little startled seeing me in my work habiliment since recently it had been various glances of my prick, Ball and ass. I handed her a ten dollar bank note, she replied with a thank you for the money in broken English.

Several Friday later I stretched my photo to the cleaning lady. On one function we had a new front door installed and that meant new lock and Florida key. The maiden Friday the cleanup gentlewoman came I made sure as shooting the door was unfold because I knew her key would not work. After she came in and started cleanup and after my wife went to influence I went downstairs to the finished basement where she was vacuuming and presented her with a new key.

The way I presented the key was interesting. This prison term I wore a different robe ( naked underneath of course of action ) which was foresightful and more fluffy like a bathroom gown should be. However I opened up the front of the robe about 8 or 9 in and exposed my rooster and balls with full frontal nudeness. I was trying to explicate the switch in keys so I could get the old key and she could have the new front room access key. When I approached her it was obvious that she could now see the replete frontal nakedness and my cock and testicle. She looked up and down and stopped and fixed her oculus directly on my cock Then as I got closer she smiled and as I explained the key substitution I"accidentally"dropped the new key directly in forepart of me and it landed between my feet. It seems the custom is Eastern European Community that a woman is somewhat subservient. Therefore when I dropped the key she immediately bent over and went to pick up the key. In so doing her head and eyes passed directly down the strawman of my body column inch from my tool. 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 same visit I did the"cascade"affair again but when I walked out of the bathroom I accidentally let the towel decline giving her the foremost wide naked prospect of my body. 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 look obstruct but making trusted she had a good long perspective.

This was in the midsection of summer and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my use after several naked exposures I would put out upstairs to my office and watch porn on my computer. I was dressed only in my tee shirt exposing my cock and Lucille Ball with an Angle that when the cleaning lady came up stairs she had an unobstructed view ! Well I was pleased when she turned the quoin coming up the step and turned my chairwoman so she would let a full-of-the-moon view of cock and testis. She walked in and said"electrical energy"in broken side. I wasn't sure what she meant but I got up and headed downstairs with her. Again, Eastern European women seem subservient and she followed me down to the basement and she had a full persuasion of my ass as we went down the stairs. When we got to the washing machine I noticed it was not running and the dehumidifier was also not working. I knew that a racing circuit breaker had tripped because the washer, dryer, and dehumidifier overloaded the circuit. I looked puzzled and got up on the washing machine completely exposing my cock and balls. I then bent over with my ass facing her to give her a thought of my open ass and nut from behind. I hesitated and then reset the ledgeman but not before extending my bare cock.

I went back upstairs and jerked a good load off to relieve the intimate latent hostility that had built up. On the way out to work after I dressed I dropped another ten dollar flyer on the table and she smiled and thanked me.

The next sojourn by the cleanup gentlewoman interested me more than ever. I was trying to imagine of what new exposure I could follow 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 same one I wore when the electrical circuit breaker needed to be reset. I then put on a pair of shorts that were very low.
When it was time for her to make it around 7:30 am I went down and took off the shorts and was standing by the movement doorway naked from the belly clitoris to my feet.
I saw the van pull up across the street and the cleansing lady stepped out of the van walking toward our mansion. I had combed my pubic hair and swung my body from side to side so my turncock and glob were free. I then turned to the paries in movement of the threshold which contained a full duration mirror so when she walked in she would accept view of my ass and I would see her in the mirror. I heard the key in the room access and as it opened I saw her look in the mirror in strawman of me. I then pretended to be startled as I turned and looked directly into her face. She let out a pant and immediately said"gloomy"as if she scared me. I turned to give her a fully frontal panorama of my now throbbing cock and hanging Lucille Ball. She took the eyeshot in and just stood there staring. I turned to give her another view of my ass and then proceeded to take the air up stairs putting on my shortstop crawling in bed with my still sleeping wife.

After my married woman got up and went to work I again took off my drawers and headed half naked down the stairs to see the cleaning lady. She was meddlesome in the kitchen so I went there to take a glass of orange juice. We have a small kitchen so I had to maneuver around her almost touching her but not quite. My cock was growing ever so slightly and she surely noticed. As she continued to clean I followed her around making sure she got various opinion of my nudeness. I started to sense the pounding in my cock and made sure she noticed it was growing in sizing. It was a sexual thrill to make out 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 dust and still in my half raw tee shirt only attire I went down and directed her to mop the newly cleaned up area. I stood there to supervise and she had the usual full survey of cock and balls and sometimes as I turned to show her my ass. Again my rooster began to raise and she was sure to notice its increasing size of it. I stayed the intact metre until the pressure became too neat and I went upstairs to watch more porn and eventually had to buck my swelling pecker with a huge pleasurable load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my hammer erection to her but one morning I was sitting in the professorship in the livelihood way with only if my tee shirt on giving the cleaning ma'am a full vista of my legs spread apart and cock and balls. I was pretending to be reading the report and I felt my cock beginning to grow. I usually didn't want her to see a full phase of the moon hard-on thinking it might intimidate her but this time I let it go. My pecker climbed straight up to my belly button and was at full attention. About this time she walked into the dining room and stopped abruptly staring at my throbbing member.

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 remote hired hand held phone was but I had removed it and had on the tabular array next to me, pretending to be waiting for a birdcall.

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 call her government agency. I figured this was enough so I went upstairs watched some porn after a brusk jerking session blasted one of the large loads in a retentive time. I dressed in my suit and tie, went downstairs ( I still had the earphone ) 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 dollar bill and got a courteous thank you for the money !

Finally one Friday I stood one-half naked at the face room access at the constitute time ( 7:30 am ) and the door opened. The cleansing 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 stopcock and balls on show for her. I gave her a abbreviated show swinging my body so my cock and clump would be swaying for her prospect. 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 trading floor giving her a view of my asshole and chunk dangling from behind. Then I put on my short pants and went back to bed with my wife.

My wife left for body of work at 8:30 and I came down to the kitchen completely naked and I was already aroused with a firm hard-on pointed straight ahead and at an angle towards the ceiling. I walked right into the kitchen where the cleanup gentlewoman was washing dishes. She heard me take the air in and turned and looked at me. She let out a prominent gasp and straightened up and her center fixed on my with child throbbing peter. She never took her optic of off it until I said in a normal voice, proficient morning. I sat down on a fecal matter, legs propagate apart erect pecker and Ball aimed in her direction. I had never been this sheer and was n't certainly of her response. She had never seen my cock as hard, as long, and throbbing as it was this sunup. Pre cum was visible and dripping ever so slightly on the kitchen floor.

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

My cock was hot and difficult and her hand was cold but I felt her fingerbreadth 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 straits of my pecker as she slid her handwriting the entire length. She stopped a few times and gave a slight squeeze when she got to the base of my dick.


Her stroking was Almighty, her rhythm was perfect. She also ran her index finger to the tip of my cock where the pre cum was now flowing. She took some of the pre cum and moistened the principal of my hammer. Watching her finger gently massaging the tip of my hammer sent tactual sensation of pleasance throughout my organic structure. I could only cogitate of those fingers that were playing with my prick and musket ball were the cleaning madam whose name I don't even know. As she fondled my egg I could see an expression of pleasure on her side. My lump must have felt like nut in her hand and her hand started to sense warm and sensuous.

At one full point I began to hurl my hips almost involuntarily as she stroked my peter with an even rhythm. As I was thrusting my rose hip she stopped stroking and just held my peter as I was now fucking her paw. Shortly thereafter I thrust my body forward and held it there and then she continued her stroking. She also took her other helping hand and felt my ass rubbing both ass cheeks as she stroked. I do n't recall how many diagonal it took but the feel built and I approached the border wanting to cum but wanting her stroke to last forever. The shaft of my penis would resile up and down when she occasionally stopped stroking and patted the tip gently and she watched my rooster bounce 5 or 6 in and then settle back at a nearly 45 degree angle waiting for her deal to fall. She then would again envelop her fingers around my cock and slowly began another serial of strokes. I could n't halt back my head rolled back and my putz shuddered as I let out a huge groan and I began to spurt the large, broad load I ever remember. I can't think back the issue of jet of cum I shot but the cramp were uncontrollable. I felt tingling throughout my body. The hot load covered her paw and flowed out over the kitchen trading floor. As I groaned in pleasure her optic were wide clear viewing the head of my cock and it's flowing semen. As I was cumming she wrapped her other hand around my balls and gently squeezed them. She stopped and gave me a unknown look then looked at her hand and the floor and finally back to my deflating cock. She managed a minuscule smiling and got some report towels cleaning her helping hand, the floor, and finally my peter. Gently she wiped the oral sex of my cock until it was almost dry but still oozing some fluid. She then reached over and grabbed my peter and musket ball and gave them a gentle power play with a smile on her face. I put the hundred dollars in her bridge player and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her pocketbook and continued her cleaning obligation while I retired upstairs to lavish and clip 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 so long and thanks for the money ! I had no idea what the future visit would imply .