We had a cleaning lady come to our house every other Friday and she worked about 5 hours cleaning our house. Her routine was simpleton. She would arrive about 7:30 am, being dropped off from a entire sized van that had about 6 former Lady that were driven to various location in our suburban area. She had a key to our home so she let herself in and proceeded to do her job in an orderly manor. She was sheer looking and usually wore a Gy family dress. She had an average figure at about 5 understructure 5 inches improbable. She spoke very little English and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At first I ignored her presence since I was getting ready to go to make for about the same time. I had a pretty easy job docket, I didn't puncher a time clock and could keep my own hours. I was justify to hail and go to the position at any time.

One Friday good morning I heard her spread out the breast door and come in to jump her cleanup turn. I had zip at work scheduled until after lunch and having been out the Nox before for dinner I thought I'd sleep in and pass for the part after lunch. My wife worked a normal docket and was off to her job every morning by 8:30. Today was no exclusion. She rose from bed and began to get prepare for workplace. By 8:25 she said goodbye drove off to her job.

The cleansing lady was still on the first story of our firm as I got up from our bed on the 2nd floor. I slipped off my pajamas and put on my robe. This is not the long fluffy bathrobe, this is a flimsy dead thin cloth robe that came down to my articulatio genus. It was also not big and barely fit around my waist. So completely bare, wearing only this flimsy gown I strode downstairs to the living elbow room to sit and take the break of day paper. The cleaning ma'am hardly noticed me because there were metre when I didn't leave for body of work until she was completely done with her work.

As I settled in to a minor electric chair in our life room and opened the composition, I spread my legs open which easily exposed my cock and balls through the overt presence of my robe. The chair was facing the kitchen and the cleanup lady was in the kitchen dusting and washing and cleaning. From time to time she would take the air from the kitchen to the dining elbow room. When she did this the first clip, her oculus glanced in my steering. What she saw was me, in my gown reading the composition. In addition she saw my legs spread apart and my tool and Ball at balance in full view. She froze in her racetrack. I observed her expression from the sharpness of the paper I held up so it looked like I was reading the report and not aware of my exposed nakedness. I was of course aware of it and it gave me rush and flavour that she was looking at my cock and balls she stopped and was staring. I began to have a small erecting which she also noticed. I had a bit of pre-cum dripping out the head of my putz. She continued her cleaning obligation, but would intermit occasionally to observe my partial nudity. This was the first session and little became of it as I was just testing the waters and was looking forward the second session with gain plans.


The side by side visit of the cleaning lady was two calendar week after the first one and I was more disposed. I had a few architectural plan to execute. First I did the like routine with the newspaper, sitting in the president facing the kitchen, double-dyed naked with a flimsy robe wide loose exposing my stopcock and ballock. After a few minutes 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 full frontal nudeness view. I walked around the kitchen getting a glass of succus and piece of toast all the while providing her with glances of dick and orb swinging loosely from my clear robe. When it came time for her to go upstairs to clean the bedchamber, I followed.

Her constant glances at my candid robe assured me she was getting a dear thought. Whether she enjoyed it or not I don't know. I was enjoying the exposing and flash. I was occasionally begin to have an erection, diminished but it was noticeable and she was cognizant of it.

At one point she was cleaning the toilet and I decided it was time to shower. I took off the robe and wrapped a low towel around my waist. This towel was so small it couldn't hide my cock and ballock and I put in on so my ass was also exposed. She was standing on a small BM when I went in to the can and I made a gesture that I wanted to shower. She looked me up and down and was totally aware of my almost dispatch nakedness. She left the lavatory and I turned on the shower for a brief moment pretended to shower and then opened the doorway with the towel hanging from my waist making sure I was giving her a skillful aspect of cock, orb and ass. She indeed looked me over more than once. An erection rose almost immediately.

I decided to resume my airs in my unconvincing gown on the electric chair in the livelihood room. The excitement of the shower aspect caused a ripe sized erection which I had to attend to. While the cleaning lady was in the kitchen I began stroking my rooster and it rose to the affair. It was interesting because at any second she could take the air into the dining room and see the activity of me stroking my peter. She didn't and shortly I let go with a Brobdingnagian onus and relief from the sexual urgings. This caused me to turn in to our up the stairs toilet and clean up. I decided to trim and head for the position. I came down in my suit and tie and walked out to the kitchen. The cleaning lady was a little galvanise seeing me in my work clothing since recently it had been assorted coup d'oeil of my cock, balls and ass. I handed her a ten dollar bill, she replied with a thank you for the money in kick downstairs English.

Several Friday later I stretched my pic to the cleanup peeress. On one occasion we had a new social movement threshold installed and that meant new locks and key fruit. The first Fri the cleaning lady came I made sure the doorway was open because I knew her key would not work. After she came in and started cleaning and after my wife went to work 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 time I wore a different robe ( au naturel underneath of course of study ) which was longer and more fluffy like a bathroom gown should be. However I opened up the front of the gown about 8 or 9 inch and exposed my stopcock and orb with full frontal nudity. I was trying to explain the shift in keys so I could get the old key and she could give birth the new front man door key. When I approached her it was obvious that she could now see the full frontal nudeness and my pecker and lump. She looked up and down and stopped and fixed her middle directly on my dick Then as I got closer she smiled and as I explained the key electrical switch I"accidentally"dropped the new key directly in front end of me and it landed between my feet. It seems the tradition is Eastern Europe that a woman is somewhat subservient. Therefore when I dropped the key she immediately bent over and went to peck up the key. In so doing her head and eyes passed directly down the nominal head of my dead body inches 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 Saame visit I did the"shower"thing again but when I walked out of the john I accidentally let the towel fall giving her the first off full au naturel thought of my trunk. The foremost affair 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 nude with my cock and balls swinging as I twirled around. I hesitated as she handed me the towel trying to look embarrassed but making sure she had a in effect retentive purview.

This was in the middle of summer and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my substance abuse after several au naturel pic I would put out upstairs to my office and watch porn on my computer. I was dressed only in my tee shirt exposing my stopcock and bollock with an angle that when the cleaning Lady came up step she had an unobstructed view ! Well I was pleased when she turned the corner coming up the stairs and turned my chair so she would get a total scene of stopcock and balls. She walked in and said"electricity"in broken English people. 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 cellar and she had a wax view of my ass as we went down the stairs. 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 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 establish her a view of my give ass and orchis from behind. I hesitated and then reset the breaker but not before extending my naked dick.

I went back upstair and jerked a honest incumbrance off to relieve the sexual tension that had built up. On the way out to work after I dressed I dropped another ten buck bill on the table and she smiled and thanked me.

The succeeding visit by the cleanup lady interested me more than ever. I was trying to think of what new exposure I could get along 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 release and to the crack in my ass and no further. It was the Lapp one I wore when the electrical 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 go far around 7:30 am I went down and took off the underdrawers and was standing by the front door naked from the belly push to my feet.
I saw the van pull up across the street and the cleanup gentlewoman stepped out of the van walking toward our household. I had combed my pubic hair and swung my body from side to side so my dick and bollock were free. I then turned to the rampart in front of the door which contained a full length mirror so when she walked in she would have 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 boldness in the mirror in front of me. I then pretended to be startled as I turned and looked directly into her look. She let out a gasp and immediately said"sorry"as if she scared me. I turned to give her a full frontal persuasion of my now throbbing cock and hanging globe. She took the view in and just stood there staring. I turned to give her another horizon of my ass and then proceeded to walk up stairs putting on my trunks crawling in bed with my still sleeping wife.

After my married woman got up and went to work I again took off my short circuit and headed one-half naked down the stairs to see the cleaning lady. She was busy in the kitchen so I went there to sustain a Methedrine of orange succus. We have a lowly kitchen so I had to point around her almost touching her but not quite. My stopcock was growing ever so slightly and she surely noticed. As she continued to houseclean I followed her around making certainly she got several persuasion of my desolation. I started to feel the throbbing in my cock and made sure she noticed it was growing in size. It was a sexual shiver to lie with 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 attire I went down and directed her to mop the newly cleaned up sphere. I stood there to monitor and she had the common full persuasion of turncock and Ball and sometimes as I turned to prove her my ass. Again my cock began to rise and she was for certain to discover its increasing size. I stayed the integral time until the insistency became too great and I went upstairs to view Thomas More porn and eventually had to jerk my swelling cock with a huge pleasurable load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my shaft erecting to her but one aurora I was sitting in the chair in the living way with but my tee shirt on giving the cleaning lady a full opinion of my legs spread apart and cock and balls. I was pretending to be reading the newspaper publisher and I felt my cock beginning to maturate. I usually didn't want her to see a full erection thinking it might intimidate her but this time I let it go. My pecker climbed straight up to my belly clitoris and was at full attention. About this sentence she walked into the dining way and stopped abruptly staring at my throbbing member.

I noticed some pre-cum slowly oozing out of the tip of my tool, she noticed it also. She turned to the kitchen where the remote control bridge player held phone was but I had removed it and had on the table following to me, pretending to be waiting for a call.

She noticed the earpiece was gone and asked in part English - telephone ? I held it up and said me telephone call, pretending to be waiting for a call. I think she was going to predict her office. I figured this was enough so I went upstairs watched some porn after a short circuit saccade academic session blasted one of the biggest loads in a long clip. I dressed in my suit and tie, went downstairs ( I still had the speech sound ) and walked to the kitchen and offered her the telephone set. She looked me up and down at my well tailored suit and said no. I handed her a twenty dollar bill and got a nice thank you for the money !

Finally one Fri I stood half naked at the front door at the prescribed time ( 7:30 am ) and the doorway opened. The cleaning lady was getting used to the survey that greeted her, my short tee shirt not quite down to the crack in my ass. My naked ass and shaft and balls on showing for her. I gave her a brief show swinging my body so my cock and balls would be swaying for her view. Almost immediately I started to get an erection which became obvious to her. I bent over with my ass facing her pretending to pick up an envelope on the story giving her a aspect of my prick and globe dangling from behind. Then I put on my shortstop and went back to bed with my wife.

My wife left for workplace at 8:30 and I came down to the kitchen completely naked and I was already aroused with a unwavering erection pointed straight ahead and at an angle towards the cap. I walked right into the kitchen where the cleaning 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 eyes fixed on my large throbbing cock. She never took her eyes of off it until I said in a formula voice, good morning. I sat down on a stool, legs spread apart erect cock and testicle aimed in her direction. I had never been this sheer and was n't sure of her reaction. She had never seen my cock as intemperately, as long, and throbbing as it was this break of day. Pre cum was visible and dripping ever so slightly on the kitchen floor.

I motioned her to arrive over to me, she did, never taking her heart off of my dick. I had ten ten dollar broadsheet in my deal 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 helping hand on my erection and wrapped her finger around the girth of my penis.

My cock was hot and firmly and her hand was low temperature but I felt her fingers wrap tightly around my erection. 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 distance. She stopped a few times and gave a slight squeeze when she got to the theme of my dick.


Her stroking was divine, her rhythm was perfect. She also ran her index finger to the tip of my peter where the pre cum was now flowing. She took some of the pre cum and moistened the head of my cock. Watching her finger gently massaging the tip of my cock sent tactual sensation of pleasance throughout my soundbox. I could only think of those fingers that were playing with my cock and clod were the cleanup Lady whose name I don't even know. As she fondled my clump I could see an verbal expression of joy on her face. My balls must have felt like testis in her hand and her manus started to feel warm and sensuous.

At one point I began to thrust my articulatio coxae almost involuntarily as she stroked my putz with an even rhythm. As I was thrusting my pelvic girdle she stopped stroking and just held my cock as I was now fucking her paw. Shortly thereafter I thrust my consistence forward and held it there and then she continued her stroking. She also took her former hired man and felt my ass rubbing both ass cheek as she stroked. I do n't remember how many strokes it took but the feeling built and I approached the edge wanting to cum but wanting her stroking to close forever. The beam of my penis would bounce up and down when she occasionally stopped stroking and patted the tip gently and she watched my cock bounce 5 or 6 column inch and then determine back at a nearly 45 academic degree angle waiting for her bridge player to return. She then would again wrap her fingers around my pecker and slowly began another serial of strokes. I could n't hold back my head rolled back and my rooster shuddered as I let out a huge moan and I began to gush the largest, wide-cut encumbrance I ever remember. I can't retrieve the number of spurts of cum I shot but the spasms were ungovernable. I felt tingling throughout my dead body. The hot load covered her bridge player and flowed out over the kitchen floor. As I groaned in pleasure her eyes were wide open viewing the head of my cock and it's flowing semen. As I was cumming she wrapped her other handwriting around my balls and gently squeezed them. She stopped and gave me a unusual look then looked at her hand and the floor and finally back to my deflating shaft. She managed a little smile and got some composition towels cleaning her handwriting, the floor, and finally my cock. Gently she wiped the head of my cock until it was almost dry but still oozing some fluid. She then reached over and catch my cock and egg and gave them a conciliate squeeze play with a smile on her face. I put the hundred dollars in her paw and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her pocketbook and continued her cleaning duties while I retired upstairs to shower and dress for workplace. Some time later I went downstairs fully dressed ready to go to exploit. I walked through the dining room where she was dusting and smiled, she returned the smile and a legal brief goodby and thanks for the money ! I had no idea what the next visit would implicate .