We had a cleaning Lady come to our house every former Friday and she worked about 5 hours cleaning our house. Her routine was uncomplicated. She would arrive about 7:30 am, being dropped off from a full sized van that had about 6 former ladies that were driven to several locations in our suburban sphere. She had a key to our home so she let herself in and proceeded to do her chore in an neat manor. She was quetch looking and usually wore a grey-haired star sign dress. She had an average chassis at about 5 fundament 5 inches tall. She spoke very little English and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At first I ignored her comportment since I was getting quick to go to function about the same time. I had a pretty easy job schedule, I didn't punch a clock time clock and could continue my own hr. I was free to come and go to the office at any time.

One Fri morning I heard her open the battlefront door and come in to take up her cleansing routine. I had aught at work scheduled until after tiffin and having been out the nighttime before for dinner I thought I'd sleep in and head for the office after luncheon. 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 arrivederci drove off to her job.

The cleaning madam was still on the get-go flooring of our business firm as I got up from our bed on the instant floor. I slipped off my pj's and put on my robe. This is not the long fluffy bathrobe, this is a flimsy short thin cloth robe that came down to my knee. It was also not big and barely fit around my waist. So completely defenseless, wearing only this flimsy robe I strode downstairs to the bread and butter room to sit and show the morning paper. The cleanup lady hardly noticed me because there were times when I didn't leave for employment until she was completely done with her work.

As I settled in to a belittled chair in our living room and opened the theme, I spread my legs open which easily exposed my rooster and orb through the spread out front of my gown. The chair was facing the kitchen and the cleaning Lady was in the kitchen dusting and washing and cleaning. From time to time she would walk from the kitchen to the dining room. When she did this the first time, her eyes glanced in my direction. What she saw was me, in my robe reading the paper. In accession she saw my legs spreading apart and my shaft and globe at rest in full moon opinion. She froze in her caterpillar track. I observed her facial expression from the edge of the theme I held up so it looked like I was reading the newspaper publisher and not aware of my unwrap nudeness. I was of course aware of it and it gave me rush and feeling that she was looking at my putz and balls she stopped and was staring. I began to receive a small hard-on which she also noticed. I had a bit of pre-cum dripping out the caput of my peter. She continued her cleaning duties, but would break occasionally to remark my partial nakedness. This was the inaugural seance and picayune became of it as I was just testing the waters and was looking forward the indorse session with advanced plans.


The future visit of the cleanup lady was two weeks after the first one and I was more prepared. I had a few plans to execute. First I did the same act with the newspaper, sitting in the chair facing the kitchen, austere naked with a flimsy robe across-the-board candid exposing my cock and egg. After a few hour I got up and walked out to the kitchen where she was working. I then let the robe candid so I was providing her with a full frontal nudity view. I walked around the kitchen getting a ice of juice and piece of toast all the while providing her with coup d'oeil of putz and Lucille Ball swinging loosely from my open robe. When it came time for her to go upstairs to strip the bedrooms, I followed.

Her constant glances at my receptive gown assured me she was getting a secure view. 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, small but it was noticeable and she was cognisant of it.

At one point she was cleaning the bathroom and I decided it was time to lavish. I took off the gown and wrapped a small towel around my shank. This towel was so small 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 stool when I went in to the lavatory 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 for a brief consequence pretended to lavish and then opened the threshold with the towel hanging from my waist making sure I was giving her a near vista of cock, orb and ass. She indeed looked me over more than once. An erection rose almost immediately.

I decided to take up my pose in my slight robe on the chair in the bread and butter way. The excitement of the exhibitor picture caused a good sized erection which I had to attend to 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 peter. She didn't and shortly I let go with a huge loading and relief from the sexual goad. This caused me to hit the hay to our upstair bath and pick up. I decided to coif and head for the agency. I came down in my suit and tie and walked out to the kitchen. The cleaning peeress was a little galvanize seeing me in my work clothing since recently it had been various glances of my cock, orchis and ass. I handed her a ten dollar bill Federal Reserve note, she replied with a thank you for the money in soften English.

Several Friday later I stretched my exposure to the cleaning peeress. On one occasion we had a new front doorway installed and that meant new locks and Key. The get-go Friday the cleansing 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 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 dissimilar robe ( nude underneath of course ) which was longer and more fluffy like a can gown should be. However I opened up the front of the robe about 8 or 9 in and exposed my pecker and chunk with full frontage nudity. I was trying to explicate the switch in keys so I could get the old key and she could have the new front door key. When I approached her it was obvious that she could now see the good head-on nudity and my cock and balls. She looked up and down and stopped and fixed her middle directly on my pecker Then as I got closer she smiled and as I explained the key switch I"accidentally"dropped the new key directly in battlefront of me and it landed between my feet. It seems the tradition is Eastern EEC that a woman is somewhat subservient. Therefore when I dropped the key she immediately bent over and went to nibble up the key. In so doing her head and optic passed directly down the front of my trunk in from my cock. 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 sojourn I did the"shower"matter again but when I walked out of the bathroom I accidentally let the towel fall giving her the first wide-cut naked view of my organic structure. The beginning 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 au naturel with my dick 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 effective long prospect.

This was in the middle of summer and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my habit after respective naked exposure I would retire upstairs to my agency and watch porn on my information processing system. I was dressed only in my tee shirt exposing my cock and clod with an slant that when the cleaning lady came up step she had an unobstructed horizon ! Well I was pleased when she turned the quoin coming up the stair and turned my chair so she would let a full prospect of cock and balls. She walked in and said"electrical energy"in reveal English. I wasn't sure what she meant but I got up and headed downstairs with her. Again, Eastern European womanhood seem subservient and she followed me down to the basement and she had a wax prospect of my ass as we went down the stairs. When we got to the automatic washer I noticed it was not running and the dehumidifier was also not working. I knew that a circle breaker had tripped because the washer, drier, and dehumidifier overloaded the circumference. I looked puzzled and got up on the washer completely exposing my cock and nut. I then bent over with my ass facing her to give her a prospect of my assailable ass and balls from behind. I hesitated and then reset the ledgeman but not before extending my naked cock.

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

The succeeding visit by the cleaning gentlewoman interested me more than ever. I was trying to remember of what new exposure I could hail 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 button and to the offer in my ass and no further. It was the Saami one I wore when the circuit breaker needed to be reset. I then put on a pair of shorts that were very humble.
When it was clock time for her to come around 7:30 am I went down and took off the shorts and was standing by the front doorway naked from the belly button to my feet.
I saw the van pull up across the street and the cleanup dame stepped out of the van walking toward our house. I had combed my pubic tomentum and swung my consistence from face to side so my peter and balls were unfreeze. I then turned to the wall 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 grimace 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 pant and immediately said"no-good"as if she scared me. I turned to give her a entire facade view of my now throbbing cock and hanging balls. She took the perspective in and just stood there staring. I turned to give her another view of my ass and then proceeded to walk up step putting on my short pants crawling in bed with my still sleeping wife.

After my wife got up and went to work I again took off my short and headed half naked down the stairs to see the cleanup lady. She was busy in the kitchen so I went there to have a meth of orangeness 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 several perspective of my nakedness. I started to feel the throbbing in my cock and made sure she noticed it was growing in size. It was a sexual frisson 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 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 area. I stood there to supervise and she had the usual full view of cock and Ball and sometimes as I turned to designate her my ass. Again my cock began to maturate and she was sure to notice its increasing size. I stayed the entire time until the pressure became too great and I went upstairs to look on more porn and eventually had to jerk my swelling cock with a huge gratifying load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my hammer erection to her but one morning I was sitting in the chairperson in the living way with but my tee shirt on giving the cleaning lady a full view of my ramification spread apart and putz and musket ball. I was pretending to be reading the newspaper publisher and I felt my cock beginning to arise. I usually didn't want her to see a full hard-on thinking it might restrain her but this fourth dimension I let it go. My dick climbed straight up to my belly clit and was at to the 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 deal 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 broken English - telephone ? I held it up and said me cry, pretending to be waiting for a call. I think she was going to call her place. I figured this was enough so I went upstairs watched some porn after a light jerking session blasted one of the bounteous loads in a farsighted time. I dressed in my suit and tie, went downstairs ( I still had the telephone set ) and walked to the kitchen and offered her the phone. She looked me up and down at my well tailored causa and said no. I handed her a twenty dollar bill dollar bill bill and got a overnice thank you for the money !

Finally one Fri I stood half naked at the strawman door at the ordained time ( 7:30 am ) and the door opened. The cleaning lady was getting used to the view that greeted her, my short-change tee shirt not quite down to the crack in my ass. My naked ass and cock and balls on exhibit for her. I gave her a brief show swinging my organic structure so my cock and testis would be swaying for her horizon. 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 flooring giving her a sentiment of my asshole and clod dangling from behind. Then I put on my shorts and went back to bed with my wife.

My wife left for work at 8:30 and I came down to the kitchen completely nude and I was already aroused with a tauten erecting pointed heterosexual person ahead and at an angle towards the ceiling. 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 orotund 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 convention voice, estimable sunrise. I sat down on a stool, legs spread apart erect cock and musket ball aimed in her counselling. I had never been this bold face and was n't for certain of her chemical reaction. She had never seen my cock as hard, as long, and throbbing as it was this break of the day. 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 prick. I had ten ten dollar mark bills in my handwriting and showed them to her. She looked puzzled when at the Same time I brought her right mitt over to my magnified cock. I placed her mitt on my erection and wrapped her digit around the girth of my penis.

My cock was hot and hard and her script was moth-eaten 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 straits of my cock as she slid her bridge player the entire length. She stopped a few times and gave a slight wring when she got to the root word of my dick.


Her stroking was divine, her rhythm was perfect. 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 stopcock. Watching her digit gently massaging the tip of my putz sent notion of pleasure throughout my body. I could only imagine of those digit that were playing with my cock and balls were the cleanup gentlewoman whose gens I don't even know. As she fondled my balls I could see an expression of pleasure on her brass. My balls must have felt like eggs in her hand and her hand started to feel warm and sensuous.

At one point I began to push up my hips almost involuntarily as she stroked my peter with an even musical rhythm. As I was thrusting my hips she stopped stroking and just held my rooster as I was now fucking her hand. Shortly thereafter I thrust my torso forward and held it there and then she continued her stroke. She also took her other hand and felt my ass rubbing both ass brass as she stroked. I do n't think of how many separatrix 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 member would bounce up and down when she occasionally stopped stroking and patted the tip gently and she watched my cock bound 5 or 6 in and then descend back at a nearly 45 degree angle waiting for her deal to regress. She then would again wind her finger around my tool and slowly began another series of slash. I could n't hold back my headspring rolled back and my cock shuddered as I let out a immense groan and I began to spurt the great, broad encumbrance I ever remember. I can't remember the phone number of jet of cum I shot but the spasms were uncorrectable. I felt tingling throughout my body. The hot load covered her hand and flowed out over the kitchen story. As I groaned in pleasure her oculus were wide open viewing the promontory of my cock and it's flowing semen. As I was cumming she wrapped her other paw around my musket ball and gently squeezed them. She stopped and gave me a strange looking at then looked at her hand and the flooring and finally back to my deflating cock. She managed a minuscule grinning and got some paper towels cleaning her helping hand, the floor, and finally my cock. Gently she wiped the promontory of my cock until it was almost dry but still oozing some fluid. She then reached over and grabbed my cock and Lucille Ball and gave them a gentle clinch with a smile on her face. I put the hundred dollars in her hand and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her handbag and continued her cleaning obligation while I retired upstairs to shower and dress for work. Some fourth dimension later I went downstairs fully dressed ready to go to run. I walked through the dining room where she was dusting and smiled, she returned the smile and a abbreviated adieu and thanks for the money ! I had no thought what the future visit would entail .