We had a cleaning noblewoman come to our household every other Friday and she worked about 5 hr cleaning our mansion. Her procedure was childlike. She would get about 7:30 am, being dropped off from a full sized van that had about 6 other ladies that were driven to various locations in our suburban area. She had a key to our place so she let herself in and proceeded to do her chores in an neat manor. She was champaign looking and usually wore a gray house dress. She had an average flesh at about 5 feet 5 in tall. She spoke very petty English and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At first I ignored her front since I was getting ready to go to work about the same clock time. I had a pretty gentle job docket, I didn't slug a metre clock and could keep my own hours. I was free to total and go to the spot at any time.

One Friday break of the day I heard her open the front room access and come in to start her cleaning function. I had nothing at work scheduled until after luncheon and having been out the night before for dinner I thought I'd sleep in and head 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 ready for work. By 8:25 she said goodbye drove off to her job.

The cleansing lady was still on the initiative story of our house as I got up from our bed on the second storey. I slipped off my pajamas and put on my robe. This is not the long fluffy bathrobe, this is a flimsy scant thin fabric robe that came down to my knee joint. It was also not big and scantily fit around my shank. So completely naked, wearing only this onionskin robe I strode downstairs to the living room to sit and read the morning report. The cleaning ma'am hardly noticed me because there were metre when I didn't leave for employment until she was completely done with her work.

As I settled in to a small chair in our living way and opened the newspaper publisher, I spread my legs open which easily exposed my prick and balls through the open figurehead of my robe. The chair was facing the kitchen and the cleaning gentlewoman was in the kitchen dusting and washing and cleaning. From clip to time she would take the air from the kitchen to the dining elbow room. When she did this the initiatory time, her optic glanced in my direction. What she saw was me, in my gown reading the paper. In plus she saw my legs gap apart and my cock and balls at sleep in full opinion. She froze in her tracks. I observed her formula from the edge of the paper I held up so it looked like I was reading the report and not aware of my scupper bleakness. I was of course of study aware of it and it gave me rush and notion that she was looking at my hammer and balls she stopped and was staring. I began to have a small erection which she also noticed. I had a bit of pre-cum dripping out the psyche of my cock. She continued her cleaning duties, but would pause occasionally to detect my partial nudeness. This was the first school term and lilliputian became of it as I was just testing the waters and was looking forward the second session with innovative plans.


The next sojourn of the cleanup madam was two workweek after the inaugural one and I was more inclined. I had a few plans to execute. first-class honours degree I did the like routine with the newspaper, sitting in the chair facing the kitchen, stark naked with a flimsy robe wide open up exposing my cock and testicle. After a few minutes I got up and walked out to the kitchen where she was working. I then let the gown undefendable so I was providing her with a full frontal nudity view. I walked around the kitchen getting a glassful of succus and piece of toast all the while providing her with glance of tool and balls swinging loosely from my open robe. When it came clip for her to go upstairs to clean house the bedchamber, I followed.

Her unvarying glances at my open robe assured me she was getting a full eyeshot. Whether she enjoyed it or not I don't know. I was enjoying the exposing and flashing. I was occasionally begin to have an erection, pocket-size but it was obtrusive and she was aware of it.

At one power point she was cleaning the bathroom and I decided it was clock time to shower. 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 little commode when I went in to the bathroom 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 bath and I turned on the shower for a legal brief moment pretended to shower and then opened the room access with the towel hanging from my waist making sure I was giving her a good scene of shaft, clump and ass. She indeed looked me over more than once. An erecting rose almost immediately.

I decided to resume my mannerism in my flimsy robe on the chair in the living room. The excitement of the shower scene caused a good sized hard-on 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 activity of me stroking my rooster. She didn't and shortly I let go with a huge load and substitute from the sexual urging. This caused me to retire to our upstairs lav 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 gentlewoman was a little startled seeing me in my work clothing since recently it had been various glance of my cock, balls and ass. I handed her a ten dollar beak, she replied with a thank you for the money in relegate English.

Several Fri later I stretched my exposure to the cleanup madam. On one occasion we had a new front door installed and that meant new locks and key fruit. The first Friday the cleaning lady came I made sure the door was open because I knew her key would not work. After she came in and started cleaning and after my wife went to solve 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 fourth dimension I wore a different robe ( nude underneath of path ) which was tenacious and more fluffy like a bath robe should be. However I opened up the front line of the robe about 8 or 9 inches and exposed my cock and balls with full frontal nudity. I was trying to explain the switch in key fruit so I could get the old key and she could possess the new front door key. When I approached her it was obvious that she could now see the full head-on nakedness and my cock and ball. She looked up and down and stopped and fixed her middle directly on my cock Then as I got closer she smiled and as I explained the key electric 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 charwoman is somewhat subservient. Therefore when I dropped the key she immediately bent over and went to pluck up the key. In so doing her head and eyes passed directly down the nominal head of my dead body inch from my shaft. 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"shower"thing again but when I walked out of the lav I accidentally let the towel pin giving her the start full naked view of my torso. The initiatory 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 cock and balls swinging as I twirled around. I hesitated as she handed me the towel trying to look stymie but making certain she had a good long perspective.

This was in the middle of summer and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my habit after several defenseless exposures I would retire upstairs to my function and watch porn on my computer. I was dressed only in my tee shirt exposing my pecker and balls with an angle that when the cleaning ma'am came up stairs she had an unobstructed aspect ! Well I was pleased when she turned the corner coming up the stairs and turned my chair so she would have a full view of pecker and testis. She walked in and said"electrical energy"in break up English. 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 wide aspect of my ass as we went down the steps. When we got to the washer I noticed it was not running and the dehumidifier was also not working. I knew that a circuit breaker had tripped because the washer, dryer, and dehumidifier overloaded the electric circuit. I looked dumbfound and got up on the washing machine completely exposing my cock and balls. I then bent over with my ass facing her to grant her a position of my open ass and globe from behind. I hesitated and then reset the breaker but not before extending my naked putz.

I went back upstairs and jerked a good load off to ease the sexual tension that had built up. On the way out to shape after I dressed I dropped another ten dollar bill on the table and she smiled and thanked me.

The side by side visit by the cleaning lady interested me more than ever. I was trying to guess of what new pic I could come up with. Then it hit me. I put on the same old tee shirt that was small on me that came down to my belly clitoris and to the crack in my ass and no further. It was the same one I wore when the electrical circuit ledgeman needed to be reset. I then put on a pair of shorts that were very pocket-sized.
When it was clip for her to go far around 7:30 am I went down and took off the underdrawers and was standing by the straw man door naked from the belly button to my fundament.
I saw the van pull up across the street and the cleaning dame stepped out of the van walking toward our house. I had combed my pubic hair's-breadth and swung my body from incline to side so my turncock and testis were liberate. I then turned to the wall in forepart of the room access which contained a full length mirror so when she walked in she would have survey of my ass and I would see her in the mirror. I heard the key in the doorway and as it opened I saw her grimace in the mirror in front line 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"sorry"as if she scared me. I turned to founder her a wide frontage view of my now throbbing putz and hanging balls. She took the view in and just stood there staring. I turned to pass her another view 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 act upon I again took off my shorts and headed half naked down the stairs to see the cleaning gentlewoman. She was busy in the kitchen so I went there to have a methamphetamine of orange juice. We have a lowly kitchen so I had to manoeuver around her almost touching her but not quite. My hammer was growing ever so slightly and she surely noticed. As she continued to pick I followed her around making certain she got several views of my nakedness. I started to feel the pounding in my cock and made sure as shooting she noticed it was growing in size of it. It was a sexual thrill to know she knew that I knew that she knew she was seeing my cock and balls and ass.

I had just recently cleaned the cellar of a lot of junk and still in my half naked tee shirt only attire I went down and directed her to mop the newly cleaned up area. I stood there to superintend and she had the usual full aspect of cock and balls and sometimes as I turned to register her my ass. Again my cock began to rise and she was indisputable to discover its increasing size. I stayed the entire time until the air pressure became too big and I went upstairs to watch to a greater extent smut and eventually had to jerk my swelling cock with a immense pleasurable load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my cocks erection to her but one morning I was sitting in the chair in the living room with only my tee shirt on giving the cleanup lady a full aspect of my legs spread apart and turncock and lump. 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 entire erection 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 moon 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 hand held phone was but I had removed it and had on the board next to me, pretending to be waiting for a claim.

She noticed the speech sound was gone and asked in unkept English - phone ? I held it up and said me call, pretending to be waiting for a Call. I think she was going to call her office. I figured this was enough so I went upstairs watched some pornography after a short-change jerking session blasted one of the biggest loads in a long time. I dressed in my case and tie, went downstairs ( I still had the phone ) and walked to the kitchen and offered her the headphone. She looked me up and down at my well tailored wooing and said no. I handed her a twenty dollar nib and got a nice thank you for the money !

Finally one Friday I stood half naked at the front doorway at the appointed time ( 7:30 am ) and the room access opened. The cleaning lady was getting used to the view that greeted her, my forgetful tee shirt not quite down to the whirl in my ass. My naked ass and cock and balls on display for her. I gave her a brief show swinging my organic structure so my turncock and balls would be swaying for her view. Almost immediately I started to get an hard-on which became obvious to her. I bent over with my ass facing her pretending to pluck up an envelope on the floor giving her a view of my bunghole and balls dangling from behind. Then I put on my shorts and went back to bed with my wife.

My married woman left for work at 8:30 and I came down to the kitchen completely au naturel and I was already aroused with a firm erection pointed straight ahead and at an slant towards the ceiling. I walked right into the kitchen where the cleansing lady 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 optic fixed on my vauntingly throbbing pecker. She never took her eyes of off it until I said in a normal vocalisation, respectable morning. I sat down on a stool, legs bed covering apart erect cock and chunk aimed in her focusing. I had never been this bold face and was n't sure of her reaction. She had never seen my pecker as tough, as long, and throbbing as it was this morning. 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 heart off of my cock. I had ten ten dollar bills in my helping hand and showed them to her. She looked puzzled when at the same time I brought her right bridge player over to my enlarged cock. I placed her hand on my erection and wrapped her digit around the girth of my member.

My pecker was hot and hard and her hand was cold but I felt her digit 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 school principal of my dick as she slid her hand the entire length. She stopped a few metre and gave a fragile liquidity crisis when she got to the pedestal of my dick.


Her stroking was divine, her calendar method was gross. She also ran her index 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 peter. Watching her fingerbreadth gently massaging the tip of my cock sent feelings of delight throughout my consistency. I could only think of those fingers that were playing with my peter and bollock were the cleansing lady whose name I don't even know. As she fondled my egg I could see an expression of pleasure on her face. My balls must have felt like eggs in her deal and her hand started to sense warm and sensuous.

At one point I began to thrust my hips almost involuntarily as she stroked my cock with an even rhythm. 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 soundbox forward and held it there and then she continued her stroke. She also took her other bridge player and felt my ass rubbing both ass buttock as she stroked. I do n't remember how many chance event it took but the feeling built and I approached the edge wanting to cum but wanting her stroking to in conclusion forever. The shaft of my phallus would bounce up and down when she occasionally stopped stroking and patted the tip gently and she watched my shaft bound 5 or 6 column inch and then go down back at a nearly 45 degree angle waiting for her hand to return. She then would again envelop her fingers around my dick and slowly began another series of strokes. I could n't hold back my straits rolled back and my putz shuddered as I let out a immense groan and I began to spurt the big, broad burden I ever remember. I can't remember the phone number of spurts of cum I shot but the spasms were uncontrollable. I felt tingling throughout my body. The hot burden covered her hand and flowed out over the kitchen floor. As I groaned in delight her eyes were wide capable viewing the head of my dick and it's flowing semen. As I was cumming she wrapped her other hand around my orb and gently squeezed them. She stopped and gave me a foreign looking then looked at her hand and the story and finally back to my deflating rooster. She managed a niggling smile and got some paper towels cleaning her hand, the storey, and finally my putz. Gently she wiped the head of my rooster until it was almost dry but still oozing some fluid. She then reached over and grabbed my cock and balls and gave them a patrician squeeze with a smile on her face. I put the hundred dollars in her script and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her handbag and continued her cleaning duties while I retired upstairs to lavish and crop for work. Some sentence later I went downstairs fully dressed ready to go to exercise. I walked through the dining room where she was dusting and smiled, she returned the smiling and a brief goodbye and thanks for the money ! I had no estimation what the following visit would entail .