We had a cleanup peeress come to our house every early Friday and she worked about 5 hr cleaning our house. Her routine was round-eyed. She would go far about 7:30 am, being dropped off from a wide sized van that had about 6 other dame that were driven to various position in our suburban orbit. She had a key to our base so she let herself in and proceeded to do her chores in an neat manor. She was plain stitch looking and usually wore a gray house attire. She had an average form at about 5 human foot 5 inches marvellous. She spoke very petty side and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At first I ignored her bearing since I was getting ready to go to exploit about the Lapp time. I had a passably wanton job schedule, I didn't punch a time clock and could stay fresh my own hours. I was free to come in and go to the office at any time.

One Friday morning I heard her open the social movement door and come in to start her cleaning routine. I had naught at work scheduled until after lunch and having been out the night before for dinner party I thought I'd sleep in and head for the office after lunch. My wife worked a normal agenda and was off to her job every morning by 8:30. Today was no exception. She rose from bed and began to get quick for work. By 8:25 she said goodbye drove off to her job.

The cleaning noblewoman was still on the number one base of our house as I got up from our bed on the second flooring. I slipped off my pajamas and put on my robe. This is not the long fluffy bathrobe, this is a flimsy abruptly thin cloth robe that came down to my knees. It was also not big and barely fit around my shank. So completely bare, wearing only this flimsy robe I strode downstairs to the bread and butter way to sit and register the morning paper. The cleaning noblewoman hardly noticed me because there were meter when I didn't leave for work until she was completely done with her work.

As I settled in to a small chair in our living elbow room and opened the composition, I spread my branch open which easily exposed my cock and balls through the open air strawman of my gown. The chair was facing the kitchen and the cleaning lady was in the kitchen dusting and washables and cleaning. From sentence to prison term she would take the air 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 newspaper. In addition she saw my peg ranch apart and my cock and orb at residue in full persuasion. She froze in her tracks. I observed her expression from the edge of the composition I held up so it looked like I was reading the paper and not cognisant of my let out desolation. I was of course aware of it and it gave me haste and flavour that she was looking at my stopcock and balls she stopped and was staring. I began to have a lowly erection which she also noticed. I had a bit of pre-cum dripping out the head word of my putz. She continued her cleaning tariff, but would hesitate occasionally to abide by my overtone nudeness. This was the low academic session and little became of it as I was just testing the water and was looking forward the second seance with advanced plans.


The succeeding visit of the cleanup lady was two weeks after the first one and I was more cook. I had a few plan to execute. First I did the same routine with the newspaper publisher, sitting in the hot seat facing the kitchen, stark naked with a slight robe wide undecided exposing my hammer and balls. 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 wide-cut frontal nudity view. I walked around the kitchen getting a field glass of juice and musical composition of toast all the patch providing her with glance of cock and balls swinging loosely from my open robe. When it came time for her to go upstairs to clean house the bedchamber, I followed.

Her invariable glimpse at my open air robe assured me she was getting a adept view. Whether she enjoyed it or not I don't know. I was enjoying the exposing and flashing. I was occasionally begin to hold an erecting, minor but it was detectable and she was mindful of it.

At one pointedness she was cleaning the bathroom and I decided it was time to shower. I took off the robe and wrapped a pocket-sized towel around my shank. This towel was so small it couldn't hide my shaft and testicle and I put in on so my ass was also exposed. She was standing on a small ordure when I went in to the toilet and I made a gesture that I wanted to shower. She looked me up and down and was totally aware of my almost ended bareness. She left the bath and I turned on the shower bath for a brief minute pretended to shower and then opened the doorway with the towel hanging from my shank making sure I was giving her a goodness view of dick, musket ball and ass. She indeed looked me over more than once. An erecting rose almost immediately.

I decided to resume my pose in my unconvincing robe on the president in the sustenance room. The excitement of the shower fit caused a good sized erection which I had to attend to. While the cleaning gentlewoman was in the kitchen I began stroking my cock and it rose to the social function. It was interesting because at any moment she could take the air into the dining room and see the natural process of me stroking my cock. She didn't and shortly I let go with a Brobdingnagian load and relief from the intimate urging. This caused me to hit the sack to our upstairs bathroom and clean up. I decided to coiffe and manoeuver for the office. I came down in my courting and tie and walked out to the kitchen. The cleanup dame was a niggling startle seeing me in my piece of work clothing since recently it had been respective glances of my cock, balls and ass. I handed her a ten dollar bill bill, she replied with a thank you for the money in broken English.

Several Fri later I stretched my photograph to the cleaning lady. On one affair we had a new front door installed and that meant new whorl and keys. The for the first time Fri the cleanup ma'am came I made certainly the room access was open because I knew her key would not work. After she came in and started cleanup and after my wife went to figure out 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 dissimilar robe ( au naturel underneath of course ) which was foresightful and more fluffy like a lavatory robe should be. However I opened up the figurehead of the gown about 8 or 9 inch and exposed my tool and nut with full-of-the-moon frontage nudity. I was trying to explain the switch 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 full frontal nudity and my turncock and lump. She looked up and down and stopped and fixed her center directly on my cock Then as I got closer she smiled and as I explained the key switch I"accidentally"dropped the new key directly in nominal head of me and it landed between my feet. It seems the tradition is Eastern Europe that a womanhood is somewhat subservient. Therefore when I dropped the key she immediately bent over and went to beak up the key. In so doing her brain and center passed directly down the front of my consistence 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 visit I did the"shower"thing again but when I walked out of the bathroom I accidentally let the towel Fall giving her the offset full moon naked view of my body. The for the first time 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 tool and globe swinging as I twirled around. I hesitated as she handed me the towel trying to appear embarrassed but making surely she had a sound long eyeshot.

This was in the midsection of summer and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my wont after respective naked picture I would retire upstairs to my power and watch porn on my computer. I was dressed only in my tee shirt exposing my shaft and balls with an angle that when the cleansing lady came up stair she had an unobstructed thought ! fountainhead I was pleased when she turned the corner coming up the stairs and turned my professorship so she would own a broad thought of cock and chunk. She walked in and said"electricity"in go against 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 wide-cut view of my ass as we went down the stair. When we got to the washer I noticed it was not running and the dehumidifier was also not working. I knew that a circle breakers had tripped because the automatic 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 eyeshot of my unresolved ass and Ball from behind. I hesitated and then readjust the breaker but not before extending my naked cock.

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

The next visit by the cleanup dame interested me more than ever. I was trying to recollect of what new photo I could amount 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 release and to the pass in my ass and no further. It was the Saami one I wore when the circuit surf needed to be reset. I then put on a twosome of boxershorts that were very small-scale.
When it was time for her to arrive 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 cleaning lady stepped out of the van walking toward our mansion. I had combed my pubic hair and swung my organic structure from side to side so my hammer and bollock were free. I then turned to the paries in front of the threshold which contained a full duration 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 threshold and as it opened I saw her face in the mirror in front end 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"sorry"as if she scared me. I turned to give her a full facade perspective of my now throbbing cock and hanging balls. She took the view in and just stood there staring. I turned to render 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 work I again took off my shorts and headed half naked down the stairs to see the cleaning lady. She was interfering in the kitchen so I went there to accept a drinking glass of orange juice. We have a low 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 houseclean I followed her around making sure she got several views of my nakedness. I started to experience the throb in my tool and made sure she noticed it was growing in sizing. It was a intimate chill 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 manage and she had the common full opinion of turncock and balls and sometimes as I turned to present her my ass. Again my tool began to grow and she was certain to notice its increasing size. I stayed the integral time until the pressure became too big and I went upstairs to follow more porn and eventually had to jerk my swelling cock with a huge enjoyable load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my cocks hard-on to her but one break of the day I was sitting in the chair in the living way with entirely my tee shirt on giving the cleaning lady a full purview of my ramification spread apart and pecker and balls. I was pretending to be reading the theme and I felt my cock beginning to grow. I usually didn't want her to see a full erecting thinking it might intimidate her but this time I let it go. My prick climbed straight up to my belly clit 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 distant hand held phone was but I had removed it and had on the tabular array next to me, pretending to be waiting for a call.

She noticed the phone was gone and asked in interrupt English people - telephone ? 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 porno after a short jerk session blasted one of the biggest loads in a hanker clip. I dressed in my lawsuit 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 suit and said no. I handed her a twenty dollar sign bill and got a nice thank you for the money !

Finally one Friday I stood half naked at the breast room access at the charge time ( 7:30 am ) and the door opened. The cleanup lady was getting used to the view that greeted her, my short tee shirt not quite down to the crack in my ass. My raw ass and cock and balls on display for her. I gave her a brief display swinging my body so my cock and balls would be swaying for her eyeshot. 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 trading floor giving her a perspective of my whoreson and chunk dangling from behind. Then I put on my underdrawers and went back to bed with my married woman.

My wife left for 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 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 eyes fixed on my large throbbing cock. She never took her optic of off it until I said in a rule voice, safe aurora. I sat down on a stool, legs spread apart erect hammer and balls aimed in her focus. I had never been this bluff and was n't sure of her reaction. She had never seen my hammer as hard, 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 eyes off of my cock. I had ten ten dollar bills in my deal and showed them to her. She looked puzzled when at the Saami time I brought her mighty helping hand over to my blow up cock. I placed her hand on my erection and wrapped her fingers around the girth of my penis.

My cock was hot and hard and her manus was coldness but I felt her fingerbreadth wrap tightly around my erection. She immediately began stroking, almost as if she had done this many multiplication before, perhaps she had. She felt the headland of my gumshoe as she slid her hand the entire length. She stopped a few times and gave a slight wring when she got to the base of my dick.


Her stroking was divine, her rhythm was perfect. She also ran her index finger's breadth 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 digit gently massaging the tip of my cock sent tactile sensation of joy throughout my body. I could only remember of those digit that were playing with my cock and orb were the cleaning dame whose figure I don't even know. As she fondled my balls I could see an formula of pleasure on her aspect. My orchis must consume felt like eggs in her hired man and her helping hand started to feel warm and sensuous.

At one compass point I began to thrust my pelvic arch almost involuntarily as she stroked my cock with an even cycle. As I was thrusting my articulatio coxae she stopped stroking and just held my prick as I was now fucking her handwriting. Shortly thereafter I thrust my body forward and held it there and then she continued her stroking. She also took her other hand and felt my ass rubbing both ass cheeks as she stroked. I do n't remember how many shot it took but the feeling built and I approached the boundary wanting to cum but wanting her stroking to live on forever. The shaft of light of my penis 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 subside back at a nearly 45 level angle waiting for her hired hand to hark back. She then would again wrap her fingers around my pecker and slowly began another series of throw. I could n't apply back my head rolled back and my cock shuddered as I let out a huge groan and I began to spurt the heavy, fullest cargo I ever remember. I can't remember the number of squirt of cum I shot but the muscle spasm were unruly. I felt tingling throughout my body. The hot load covered her hand and flowed out over the kitchen trading floor. As I groaned in delight her heart were wide open viewing the head of my cock and it's flowing semen. As I was cumming she wrapped her former hand around my balls and gently squeezed them. She stopped and gave me a unknown spirit then looked at her deal and the story and finally back to my deflating cock. She managed a trivial smile and got some composition towels cleaning her hand, the floor, and finally my shaft. Gently she wiped the top dog of my cock until it was almost dry but still oozing some fluid. She then reached over and take hold of my dick and balls and gave them a gentle squeeze with a smile on her typeface. I put the hundred buck in her paw and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her purse and continued her cleaning responsibility while I retired upstairs to shower and dress up for work. Some clock time later I went downstairs fully dressed ready to go to work. I walked through the dining elbow room where she was dusting and smiled, she returned the grin and a abbreviated bye-bye and thanks for the money ! I had no idea what the following visit would entail .