We had a cleaning lady come to our mansion every other Friday and she worked about 5 hours cleaning our theatre. Her bit was simple. She would arrive about 7:30 am, being dropped off from a full sized van that had about 6 other ladies that were driven to versatile locations in our suburban region. She had a key to our house so she let herself in and proceeded to do her chores in an neat manor. She was plain looking and usually wore a gray household frock. She had an medium figure at about 5 foundation 5 inches tall. She spoke very little English and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At first of all I ignored her presence since I was getting set up to go to function about the Same time. I had a pretty easy job docket, I didn't punch a sentence clock and could preserve my own hours. I was free to come up and go to the agency at any time.

One Fri good morning I heard her open the front door and come in to start her cleansing modus operandi. I had nothing at piece of work scheduled until after tiffin and having been out the Nox before for dinner I thought I'd eternal rest in and promontory for the office after luncheon. My married woman worked a rule schedule and was off to her job every morning by 8:30. Today was no elision. She rose from bed and began to get fix for work. By 8:25 she said goodby drove off to her job.

The cleaning gentlewoman was still on the first storey of our house as I got up from our bed on the second floor. I slipped off my pajamas and put on my gown. This is not the farsighted fluffy bathrobe, this is a flimsy short thin cloth gown that came down to my articulatio genus. It was also not big and barely fit around my waist. So completely nude, wearing only this onionskin robe I strode downstairs to the sustenance room to sit and take the morning paper. The cleaning ma'am hardly noticed me because there were times when I didn't leave for piece of work until she was completely done with her work.

As I settled in to a low chair in our living room and opened the paper, I spread my peg open which easily exposed my stopcock and balls through the open forepart of my robe. The chair was facing the kitchen and the cleanup madam was in the kitchen dusting and washing and cleaning. From sentence to time she would take the air from the kitchen to the dining way. When she did this the first base sentence, her eyes glanced in my direction. What she saw was me, in my robe reading the composition. In addition she saw my ramification gap apart and my cock and balls at rest in full horizon. She froze in her caterpillar tread. I observed her aspect from the edge of the paper I held up so it looked like I was reading the paper and not aware of my exposed nakedness. I was of course of study aware of it and it gave me rush and impression that she was looking at my cock 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 caput of my cock. She continued her cleaning duties, but would pause occasionally to notice my partial nudity. This was the first session and trivial became of it as I was just testing the waters and was looking forward the second session with march on plans.


The next visit of the cleaning peeress was two calendar week after the 1st one and I was more develop. I had a few plans to execute. First I did the like turn with the newspaper publisher, sitting in the chairman facing the kitchen, crude naked with a flimsy robe wide clear exposing my shaft and chunk. After a few min I got up and walked out to the kitchen where she was working. I then let the robe undefendable so I was providing her with a total frontal nudity panorama. I walked around the kitchen getting a methamphetamine of juice and piece of toast all the while providing her with coup d'oeil of cock and egg swinging loosely from my exposed robe. When it came time for her to go upstair to clean the bedrooms, I followed.

Her constant glimpse at my unfastened gown assured me she was getting a good vista. Whether she enjoyed it or not I don't know. I was enjoying the exposing and flashing. I was occasionally begin to cause an hard-on, small but it was detectable and she was aware of it.

At one point she was cleaning the bathroom and I decided it was clip to shower down. I took off the robe and wrapped a small towel around my waist. This towel was so small it couldn't hide my prick and balls and I put in on so my ass was also exposed. She was standing on a diminished faeces 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 gross openness. She left the lav and I turned on the cascade for a brief moment pretended to shower and then opened the threshold with the towel hanging from my waistline making sure I was giving her a good view of cock, balls and ass. She indeed looked me over more than once. An erecting rose almost immediately.

I decided to resume my affectation in my flimsy robe on the chair in the living elbow room. The excitation of the shower bath scene caused a good sized hard-on which I had to serve to. While the cleansing peeress was in the kitchen I began stroking my tool and it rose to the occasion. It was interesting because at any moment she could walk into the dining elbow room and see the natural action of me stroking my turncock. She didn't and shortly I let go with a huge load and relief from the sexual urgings. This caused me to retire to our upstairs bathroom and clean house up. I decided to coif and head for the federal agency. I came down in my suit of clothes and tie and walked out to the kitchen. The cleanup Lady was a piddling start seeing me in my employment clothing since recently it had been various glances of my turncock, balls and ass. I handed her a ten dollar sign eyeshade, she replied with a thank you for the money in develop English.

Several Fridays later I stretched my exposure to the cleaning lady. On one juncture we had a new front door installed and that meant new locks and keys. The first Friday the cleaning madam came I made sure the doorway was candid because I knew her key would not function. After she came in and started cleansing and after my wife went to operate 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 unlike robe ( defenseless underneath of course ) which was longer and more fluffy like a bathroom robe should be. However I opened up the front of the gown about 8 or 9 inch and exposed my cock and orb with full frontal nudity. I was trying to explicate the shift in winder so I could get the old key and she could bear the new forepart door key. When I approached her it was obvious that she could now see the full facade nudity and my stopcock and formal. She looked up and down and stopped and fixed her eyes 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 front of me and it landed between my metrical foot. It seems the custom is Eastern EC 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 centre passed directly down the front of my consistence inches 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"exhibitioner"thing again but when I walked out of the bath I accidentally let the towel fall giving her the showtime full raw position of my consistency. The get-go 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 hinder but making certainly she had a good long view.

This was in the middle of summer and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my habit after several bare 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 balls with an angle that when the cleansing lady came up steps she had an unobstructed panorama ! fountainhead I was please when she turned the quoin coming up the stairs and turned my chair so she would possess a full view of stopcock and balls. She walked in and said"electricity"in rugged English people. I wasn't sure what she meant but I got up and headed downstairs with her. Again, Eastern European cleaning lady seem subservient and she followed me down to the basement and she had a full vista of my ass as we went down the step. 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 automatic washer, dryer, and dehumidifier overloaded the circuit. I looked bewilder and got up on the automatic washer completely exposing my pecker and balls. I then bent over with my ass facing her to give way her a view of my open ass and balls from behind. I hesitated and then reset the breaker but not before extending my naked turncock.

I went back on a higher floor and jerked a good payload off to relieve the sexual stress that had built up. On the way out to operate after I dressed I dropped another ten dollar bill on the table and she smiled and thanked me.

The future sojourn by the cleaning lady interested me more than ever. I was trying to recall of what new photo I could arrive up with. Then it hit me. I put on the Saami old tee shirt that was small on me that came down to my belly push button and to the crack in my ass and no further. It was the Same one I wore when the electrical circuit circuit breaker needed to be reset. I then put on a pair of shorts that were very small.
When it was metre for her to get around 7:30 am I went down and took off the underdrawers and was standing by the front door naked from the belly clit to my understructure.
I saw the van pull up across the street and the cleansing madam stepped out of the van walking toward our theatre. I had combed my pubic pilus and swung my body from English to side so my cock and egg were disembarrass. I then turned to the wall in battlefront of the door which contained a good 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 look in the mirror in forepart of me. I then pretended to be startled as I turned and looked directly into her boldness. She let out a gasp and immediately said"dark"as if she scared me. I turned to pass her a full frontal view of my now throbbing cock and hanging egg. She took the view in and just stood there staring. I turned to give her another view of my ass and then proceeded to walk up steps putting on my drawers crawling in bed with my still sleeping wife.

After my wife got up and went to work I again took off my drawers and headed half naked down the stair to see the cleaning ma'am. She was interfering in the kitchen so I went there to feature a glass of orange succus. We have a modest kitchen so I had to guide around her almost touching her but not quite. My dick was growing ever so slightly and she surely noticed. As she continued to clean I followed her around making sure she got several views of my nakedness. I started to feel the pounding in my cock and made sure enough she noticed it was growing in size. It was a sexual thrill to know she knew that I knew that she knew she was seeing my cock and glob and ass.

I had just recently cleaned the basement of a lot of dust and still in my half raw 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 eyeshot of cock and formal and sometimes as I turned to show her my ass. Again my turncock began to rise and she was indisputable to comment its increasing size. I stayed the entire time until the pressure became too great and I went upstairs to watch More porn and eventually had to jerk my swelling cock with a huge gratifying load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my cocks erection to her but one morning I was sitting in the president in the living room with only when my tee shirt on giving the cleaning dame a full-of-the-moon view of my legs spread apart and pecker and balls. I was pretending to be reading the paper and I felt my cock beginning to arise. I usually didn't want her to see a full erection thinking it might intimidate her but this prison term 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 way and stopped abruptly staring at my throbbing extremity.

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 earpiece was but I had removed it and had on the table next to me, pretending to be waiting for a vociferation.

She noticed the phone was gone and asked in broken English - phone ? I held it up and said me call, pretending to be waiting for a vociferation. I think she was going to prognosticate her office. I figured this was enough so I went upstairs watched some porn after a short jerking sitting blasted one of the freehanded tons in a long prison term. I dressed in my wooing and tie, went downstairs ( I still had the phone ) and walked to the kitchen and offered her the speech sound. She looked me up and down at my well tailored suit of clothes and said no. I handed her a twenty dollar bill and got a prissy thank you for the money !

Finally one Fri I stood half naked at the front door at the appointed fourth dimension ( 7:30 am ) and the room access opened. The cleanup lady was getting used to the view that greeted her, my shortly tee shirt not quite down to the crack in my ass. My raw ass and putz and balls on display for her. I gave her a brief show swinging my body so my cock and balls would be swaying for her sight. Almost immediately I started to get an hard-on which became obvious to her. I bent over with my ass facing her pretending to pick up an envelope on the level giving her a persuasion of my bunghole and balls dangling from behind. Then I put on my short pants and went back to bed with my wife.

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 erecting pointed uncoiled ahead and at an angle towards the ceiling. I walked right into the kitchen where the cleaning ma'am was washing saucer. 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 big throbbing cock. She never took her eyes of off it until I said in a normal voice, upright morning. I sat down on a stool, legs spread apart erect shaft and balls aimed in her focussing. I had never been this bold and was n't indisputable of her response. She had never seen my cock as laborious, 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 total over to me, she did, never taking her middle off of my turncock. I had ten ten dollar Federal Reserve note in my mitt and showed them to her. She looked puzzled when at the same time I brought her right hand over to my lucubrate shaft. I placed her script on my erecting and wrapped her fingers around the girth of my penis.

My cock was hot and hard and her hand was cold but I felt her finger wrap tightly around my erection. She immediately began stroking, almost as if she had done this many sentence before, perhaps she had. She felt the head of my gumshoe as she slid her hand the stallion duration. She stopped a few prison term and gave a slight wring when she got to the base of my dick.


Her stroke was divine, her rhythm was sodding. She also ran her indicant finger to the tip of my dick where the pre cum was now flowing. She took some of the pre cum and moistened the principal of my cock. Watching her finger gently massaging the tip of my cock sent smell of pleasance throughout my physical structure. I could only recollect of those digit that were playing with my putz and balls were the cleanup lady whose figure I don't even know. As she fondled my nut I could see an expression of joy on her face. My testis must have felt like ballock in her deal and her hand started to sense warm and sensuous.

At one point I began to squeeze my hips almost involuntarily as she stroked my turncock with an even calendar method. As I was thrusting my hips she stopped stroking and just held my peter as I was now fucking her mitt. Shortly thereafter I thrust my soundbox forward and held it there and then she continued her stroke. She also took her early hired hand and felt my ass rubbing both ass cheeks as she stroked. I do n't remember how many virgule 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 penis would bounce up and down when she occasionally stopped stroking and patted the tip gently and she watched my prick bounce 5 or 6 inch and then settle back at a nearly 45 arcdegree angle waiting for her hand to return. She then would again wrap her finger around my putz and slowly began another series of strokes. I could n't sustain back my head word rolled back and my cock shuddered as I let out a vast groan and I began to spurt the bombastic, fullest loading I ever remember. I can't recall the bit of squirt of cum I shot but the cramp were uncontrollable. I felt tingling throughout my body. The hot load covered her hand and flowed out over the kitchen floor. As I groaned in pleasure her eyes were wide unresolved viewing the head of my stopcock and it's flowing come. As I was cumming she wrapped her other hand around my globe and gently squeezed them. She stopped and gave me a strange expression then looked at her deal and the floor and finally back to my deflating cock. She managed a little grinning and got some paper towels cleaning her handwriting, the storey, and finally my cock. Gently she wiped the head of my tool until it was almost dry but still oozing some fluid. She then reached over and catch my peter and balls and gave them a soft credit crunch with a smile on her face. I put the hundred buck in her deal and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her purse and continued her cleaning tariff while I retired upstairs to lavish and curry for piece of work. Some time later I went downstairs fully dressed ready to go to crop. I walked through the dining way where she was dusting and smiled, she returned the smile and a brief goodbye and thanks for the money ! I had no idea what the side by side visit would entail .