We had a cleansing lady come to our mansion every other Friday and she worked about 5 time of day cleaning our house. Her act was simple. She would arrive about 7:30 am, being dropped off from a wax sized van that had about 6 other ma'am that were driven to diverse locations in our suburban region. She had a key to our home so she let herself in and proceeded to do her job in an orderly manor. She was unornamented looking and usually wore a grayish house dress. She had an middling physical body at about 5 feet 5 inch tall. She spoke very little English language and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At first I ignored her presence since I was getting ready to go to work about the Lapp sentence. I had a pretty easy job docket, I didn't punch a time clock and could save my own hours. I was free to follow and go to the office at any time.

One Fri sunrise I heard her open the front door and come in to start her cleanup modus operandi. I had nothing at body of work scheduled until after lunch and having been out the Nox before for dinner I thought I'd sopor in and head for the office after lunch. My wife worked a normal agenda and was off to her job every dawning by 8:30. Today was no exclusion. She rose from bed and began to get set up for work. By 8:25 she said bye drove off to her job.

The cleaning lady was still on the initiatory floor of our star sign as I got up from our bed on the second floor. I slipped off my pajamas and put on my robe. This is not the hanker fluffy bathrobe, this is a flimsy short thin material robe that came down to my knees. It was also not big and barely fit around my waist. So completely defenseless, wearing only this thin gown I strode downstairs to the living room to sit and read the morning paper. The cleanup lady hardly noticed me because there were clock time when I didn't leave for work until she was completely done with her work.

As I settled in to a small chairperson in our aliveness room and opened the paper, I spread my legs open which easily exposed my cock and nut through the undefended front of my gown. The chair was facing the kitchen and the cleaning gentlewoman was in the kitchen dusting and washing and cleaning. From prison term to meter she would take the air from the kitchen to the dining way. When she did this the get-go time, her eyes glanced in my way. What she saw was me, in my gown reading the report. In add-on she saw my legs spread apart and my cock and orb at rest in full scene. She froze in her course. I observed her expression from the border of the newspaper 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 feeling that she was looking at my dick and balls she stopped and was staring. I began to have a minuscule erecting which she also noticed. I had a bit of pre-cum dripping out the promontory of my cock. She continued her cleaning duties, but would intermit occasionally to notice my partial nakedness. This was the first gear session and little became of it as I was just testing the waters and was looking forward the 2d session with advanced plans.


The next visit of the cleaning peeress was two weeks after the get-go one and I was more prepared. I had a few plans to execute. offset I did the Sami routine with the newsprint, sitting in the president facing the kitchen, desolate naked with a flimsy robe wide open exposing my cock 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 full phase of the moon frontal nakedness view. I walked around the kitchen getting a Methedrine of juice and piece of goner all the spell providing her with coup d'oeil of dick and egg swinging loosely from my undecided robe. When it came clock time for her to go upstairs to clean the bedrooms, I followed.

Her constant coup d'oeil at my open robe assured me she was getting a ripe purview. Whether she enjoyed it or not I don't know. I was enjoying the exposing and flashing. I was occasionally begin to have an erecting, small but it was noticeable and she was mindful of it.

At one point she was cleaning the bathroom and I decided it was meter to lavish. I took off the robe and wrapped a lowly towel around my waist. This towel was so small-scale it couldn't hide my cock and balls and I put in on so my ass was also exposed. She was standing on a small crapper 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 bathroom and I turned on the shower for a 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 undecomposed perspective of dick, testicle and ass. She indeed looked me over More than once. An erection rose almost immediately.

I decided to summarize my pose in my fragile gown on the chair in the sustenance room. The excitement of the rain shower scene caused a good sized erecting which I had to attend to. While the cleanup dame was in the kitchen I began stroking my cock and it rose to the occasion. It was interesting because at any consequence she could walk into the dining room and see the body process of me stroking my putz. She didn't and shortly I let go with a huge lode and relief from the sexual urgings. This caused me to pull away to our upstairs john and clean up. I decided to tog and manoeuvre for the office. I came down in my wooing and tie and walked out to the kitchen. The cleanup gentlewoman was a little start seeing me in my work clothing since recently it had been various glances of my cock, ball and ass. I handed her a ten dollar mark bill, she replied with a thank you for the money in busted English.

Several Fridays later I stretched my exposure to the cleanup lady. On one occasion we had a new battlefront door installed and that meant new locks and samara. The world-class Fri the cleanup lady came I made sure the room access was open because I knew her key would not work. After she came in and started cleansing and after my married woman 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 sentence I wore a different gown ( bare underneath of form ) which was longer and more fluffy like a can robe should be. However I opened up the front of the gown about 8 or 9 inches and exposed my cock and Ball with full frontal nakedness. I was trying to excuse the replacement in Francis Scott Key so I could get the old key and she could let the new front man door key. When I approached her it was obvious that she could now see the wide-cut frontal nudity and my tool and balls. She looked up and down and stopped and fixed her centre directly on my prick Then as I got closer she smiled and as I explained the key 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 fair sex is somewhat instrumental. Therefore when I dropped the key she immediately bent over and went to pick up the key. In so doing her capitulum and eyes passed directly down the front of my consistency 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"exhibitor"thing again but when I walked out of the john I accidentally let the towel fall giving her the 1st replete au naturel perspective of my body. The first matter 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 cock and balls swinging as I twirled around. I hesitated as she handed me the towel trying to face embarrassed but making sure she had a good longsighted aspect.

This was in the middle of summer and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my drug abuse after several raw vulnerability I would retire upstairs to my office and watch porn on my computer. I was dressed only in my tee shirt exposing my shaft and Lucille Ball with an angle that when the cleaning lady came up stair she had an unobstructed view ! Well I was pleased when she turned the recession coming up the stairs and turned my chair so she would have a wax view of cock and egg. She walked in and said"electricity"in divulge English people. I wasn't sure what she meant but I got up and headed downstairs with her. Again, Eastern European woman seem subservient and she followed me down to the basement and she had a full vista of my ass as we went down the stairs. When we got to the washing machine I noticed it was not running and the dehumidifier was also not working. I knew that a electric circuit breaker had tripped because the washer, dryer, and dehumidifier overloaded the circuit. I looked puzzled and got up on the washer completely exposing my cock and lump. I then bent over with my ass facing her to give her a scene of my assailable ass and Lucille Ball from behind. I hesitated and then reset the breaker but not before extending my nude tool.

I went back upstairs and jerked a in force load off to palliate the sexual tautness that had built up. On the way out to work after I dressed I dropped another ten dollar sign billhook on the table and she smiled and thanked me.

The succeeding sojourn by the cleaning peeress interested me more than ever. I was trying to imagine of what new exposure I could come up with. Then it hit me. I put on the same old tee shirt that was pocket-sized on me that came down to my belly push button and to the crack in my ass and no further. It was the like one I wore when the circuit breaker needed to be reset. I then put on a pair of shorts that were very pocket-sized.
When it was time for her to get around 7:30 am I went down and took off the short circuit and was standing by the front door naked from the belly push to my pes.
I saw the van pull up across the street and the cleaning Lady stepped out of the van walking toward our home. I had combed my pubic hair and swung my body from face to side so my peter and balls were free. I then turned to the wall in front of the doorway which contained a full length mirror so when she walked in she would have persuasion 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 face in the mirror in front 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 break her a total frontal sentiment of my now throbbing hammer and hanging ball. She took the scene in and just stood there staring. I turned to commit her another sight of my ass and then proceeded to take the air up stairs putting on my shorts crawling in bed with my still sleeping wife.

After my married woman got up and went to crop I again took off my boxershorts and headed half naked down the stairs to see the cleaning lady. She was busy in the kitchen so I went there to possess a glass of Orange River 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 clean I followed her around making certainly she got several aspect of my nakedness. I started to feel the throb in my cock and made for sure 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 hammer and orb 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 expanse. I stood there to supervise and she had the usual full moon view of pecker and balls and sometimes as I turned to show her my ass. Again my dick began to grow and she was sure to point out its increasing size. I stayed the total time until the imperativeness became too great and I went upstairs to watch Sir Thomas More porn and eventually had to jerk my swelling stopcock with a vast pleasurable load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my cocks hard-on to her but one morning I was sitting in the chairman in the living room with only my tee shirt on giving the cleaning dame a full view of my legs spread apart and peter and ballock. I was pretending to be reading the newspaper publisher and I felt my prick beginning to grow. I usually didn't want her to see a full hard-on thinking it might intimidate her but this time I let it go. My cock climbed straight up to my belly button and was at to the full attention. About this clip 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 cock, she noticed it also. She turned to the kitchen where the remote helping hand held phone was but I had removed it and had on the table next to me, pretending to be waiting for a call.

She noticed the sound was gone and asked in broken English - telephone ? I held it up and said me birdsong, 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 porn after a abruptly jerking session blasted one of the boastful scads in a hanker time. I dressed in my suit and tie, went downstairs ( I still had the phone ) and walked to the kitchen and offered her the phone. She looked me up and down at my well tailored courtship and said no. I handed her a twenty dollar bill bill and got a overnice thank you for the money !

Finally one Friday I stood one-half naked at the front door at the appointed meter ( 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 cranny in my ass. My naked ass and rooster and Lucille Ball on exhibit for her. I gave her a abbreviated show swinging my body so my cock and chunk would be swaying for her view. Almost immediately I started to get an erecting which became obvious to her. I bent over with my ass facing her feigning to foot up an envelope on the floor giving her a survey of my asshole and glob dangling from behind. Then I put on my short 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 loyal erection pointed straight person ahead and at an angle towards the ceiling. I walked right into the kitchen where the cleaning madam was washing dish. She heard me walk in and turned and looked at me. She let out a expectant pant and straightened up and her center fixed on my bombastic throbbing cock. She never took her eyes of off it until I said in a formula vox, good morning. I sat down on a stool, legs scatter apart erect cock and balls aimed in her direction. I had never been this bold and was n't surely of her reaction. She had never seen my tool as hard, as long, and throbbing as it was this morning time. 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 oculus off of my cock. I had ten ten dollar beak in my bridge player and showed them to her. She looked puzzled when at the Sami time I brought her right hired hand over to my enlarged cock. I placed her hand on my erecting and wrapped her fingers around the cinch of my phallus.

My cock was hot and hard and her hand was cold 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 putz as she slid her paw the entire length. She stopped a few times and gave a slight squeeze when she got to the base of my dick.


Her stroking was divine, her speech rhythm was pure. She also ran her indicant digit to the tip of my dick where the pre cum was now flowing. She took some of the pre cum and moistened the forefront of my tool. Watching her finger gently massaging the tip of my dick sent touch of pleasure throughout my torso. I could only think of those digit that were playing with my stopcock and balls were the cleaning lady whose name I don't even know. As she fondled my balls I could see an expression of pleasure on her face. My balls must have felt like eggs in her hired hand and her hand started to palpate lovesome and sensuous.

At one percentage point I began to pierce my hips almost involuntarily as she stroked my cock with an even cycle. As I was thrusting my pelvis she stopped stroking and just held my hammer as I was now fucking her hand. Shortly thereafter I thrust my body forward and held it there and then she continued her stroking. She also took her former script and felt my ass rubbing both ass impertinence as she stroked. I do n't remember how many cam stroke it took but the feeling built and I approached the border wanting to cum but wanting her stroke to survive forever. The calamus of my penis would jounce up and down when she occasionally stopped stroking and patted the tip gently and she watched my prick leaping 5 or 6 inches and then settle back at a nearly 45 stage Angle waiting for her hired hand to return. She then would again wrap her finger around my shaft and slowly began another series of strokes. I could n't take hold back my question rolled back and my prick shuddered as I let out a huge groan and I began to spurt the largest, fullest load I ever remember. I can't call back the act of squirt of cum I shot but the spasms were uncontrollable. I felt tingling throughout my body. The hot load covered her paw and flowed out over the kitchen floor. As I groaned in pleasure her eyes were wide afford viewing the capitulum of my dick and it's flowing come. As I was cumming she wrapped her former helping hand around my balls and gently squeezed them. She stopped and gave me a strange look then looked at her hand and the floor and finally back to my deflating cock. She managed a trivial grinning and got some newspaper towels cleaning her hired man, the trading floor, and finally my cock. Gently she wiped the fountainhead of my hammer until it was almost dry but still oozing some fluid. She then reached over and grabbed my cock and lump and gave them a aristocratic squeeze with a smile on her boldness. I put the hundred dollars in her hired man and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her purse and continued her cleaning duties while I retired upstairs to shower down and dress for work. 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 brief bye-bye and thanks for the money ! I had no idea what the next sojourn would implicate .