We had a cleanup lady come to our sign every other Friday and she worked about 5 hour cleaning our house. Her subroutine was childlike. She would arrive about 7:30 am, being dropped off from a full sized van that had about 6 other noblewoman that were driven to various locations in our suburban expanse. She had a key to our home so she let herself in and proceeded to do her chore in an orderly manor. She was plain looking and usually wore a gray-headed house wearing apparel. She had an mean figure at about 5 pes 5 column inch tall. She spoke very little English and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At start I ignored her mien since I was getting ready to go to work about the Lapp sentence. I had a passably easy job schedule, I didn't punch a time clock and could sustain my own hours. I was dislodge to total and go to the position at any time.

One Friday break of day I heard her open the breast door and come in to start her cleaning modus operandi. I had zero at employment scheduled until after tiffin and having been out the dark before for dinner I thought I'd eternal rest in and head for the power after dejeuner. My wife worked a convention docket and was off to her job every morning by 8:30. Today was no exception. She rose from bed and began to get make for study. By 8:25 she said goodbye drove off to her job.

The cleaning lady was still on the initiative floor of our menage as I got up from our bed on the second story. I slipped off my pajamas and put on my robe. This is not the yearn fluffy bathrobe, this is a flimsy short thin cloth robe that came down to my genu. It was also not big and barely fit around my waist. So completely naked, wearing only this onionskin robe I strode downstairs to the aliveness room to sit and study the break of day theme. 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 small chair in our living elbow room and opened the paper, I spread my branch open which easily exposed my cock and balls through the overt figurehead of my robe. The professorship was facing the kitchen and the cleaning Lady was in the kitchen dusting and washing and cleansing. From time to time she would take the air from the kitchen to the dining room. When she did this the offset sentence, her eyes glanced in my counsel. What she saw was me, in my robe reading the paper. In addition she saw my legs spread apart and my cock and balls at eternal sleep in full scene. She froze in her tracks. I observed her verbalism from the edge of the composition I held up so it looked like I was reading the report and not cognizant of my display nakedness. I was of course aware of it and it gave me hurry and feeling that she was looking at my peter and balls she stopped and was staring. I began to have a pocket-size erection which she also noticed. I had a bit of pre-cum dripping out the forefront of my cock. She continued her cleaning responsibility, but would pause occasionally to detect my partial nakedness. This was the first session and little became of it as I was just testing the piddle and was looking forward the endorse academic term with sophisticated plans.


The succeeding visit of the cleaning noblewoman was two weeks after the first one and I was more prepared. I had a few program to accomplish. First I did the same routine with the newspaper, sitting in the chair facing the kitchen, crude naked with a flimsy robe wide open exposing my dick and Lucille Ball. After a few minutes I got up and walked out to the kitchen where she was working. I then let the gown open so I was providing her with a full frontal nudity eyeshot. I walked around the kitchen getting a glass of juice and opus of toast all the piece providing her with glances of prick and orchis swinging loosely from my loose gown. When it came meter for her to go upstairs to clean house the chamber, I followed.

Her constant glance at my open robe assured me she was getting a good horizon. Whether she enjoyed it or not I don't know. I was enjoying the exposing and flash. I was occasionally begin to bear an erection, pocket-size but it was noticeable and she was aware of it.

At one item she was cleaning the bathroom and I decided it was time to shower down. I took off the robe and wrapped a modest towel around my shank. This towel was so minuscule 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 potty when I went in to the bathroom and I made a motion that I wanted to shower. She looked me up and down and was totally aware of my almost complete nakedness. She left the john and I turned on the shower for a legal brief moment pretended to shower down and then opened the threshold with the towel hanging from my waist making certainly I was giving her a salutary view of cock, balls and ass. She indeed looked me over more than once. An erection rose almost immediately.

I decided to resume my pose in my flimsy gown on the chair in the living elbow room. The excitement of the shower scene caused a good sized erection which I had to attend to. While the cleaning lady was in the kitchen I began stroking my tool and it rose to the function. It was interesting because at any second she could walk into the dining room and see the activity of me stroking my cock. She didn't and shortly I let go with a Brobdingnagian load and relief from the sexual urgings. This caused me to retire to our upstairs bathroom and clean house up. I decided to garment and head for the office. I came down in my courting and tie and walked out to the kitchen. The cleaning lady was a little startle seeing me in my work habiliment since recently it had been assorted glances of my rooster, balls and ass. I handed her a ten dollar bill, she replied with a thank you for the money in broken English.

Several Fridays later I stretched my photo to the cleaning gentlewoman. On one occasion we had a new battlefront door installed and that meant new locks and keys. The initiatory Friday the cleaning lady came I made certainly the door was afford because I knew her key would not lick. After she came in and started cleaning and after my wife went to work 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 clip I wore a different gown ( defenseless underneath of course ) which was retentive and more fluffy like a bathroom gown should be. However I opened up the forepart of the robe about 8 or 9 in and exposed my prick and balls with full frontal nudity. I was trying to explain the transposition in keys so I could get the old key and she could get the new social movement door key. When I approached her it was obvious that she could now see the full frontlet nudity and my turncock and musket ball. 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 presence 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 nibble up the key. In so doing her caput and eyes passed directly down the front of my body 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 Saame sojourn I did the"rain shower"matter again but when I walked out of the bathroom I accidentally let the towel fall giving her the first full naked view of my trunk. The number one 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 naked with my shaft and balls swinging as I twirled around. I hesitated as she handed me the towel trying to look abash but making sure she had a soundly hanker view.

This was in the midriff of summer and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my substance abuse after several naked exposures I would retire upstairs to my post and watch porn on my computer. I was dressed only in my tee shirt exposing my tool and balls with an slant that when the cleaning lady came up stairs she had an unobstructed thought ! fountainhead I was proud of when she turned the corner coming up the steps and turned my chair so she would have a good sight of stopcock and globe. She walked in and said"electricity"in broken English. I wasn't sure what she meant but I got up and headed downstairs with her. Again, Eastern European adult female seem subservient and she followed me down to the basement and she had a full view 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 circuit ledgeman had tripped because the automatic washer, dryer, and dehumidifier overloaded the circumference. I looked mystify and got up on the washer completely exposing my putz and balls. I then bent over with my ass facing her to give her a horizon of my opened ass and egg from behind. I hesitated and then reset the breaker but not before extending my naked cock.

I went back upstairs and jerked a just loading off to relieve the intimate tenseness that had built up. On the way out to work after I dressed I dropped another ten buck Federal Reserve note on the table and she smiled and thanked me.

The next visit by the cleansing Lady interested me more than ever. I was trying to reckon of what new exposure I could come in up with. Then it hit me. I put on the Lapp old tee shirt that was lowly on me that came down to my belly push button and to the whirl in my ass and no further. It was the like one I wore when the circumference surf needed to be reset. I then put on a pair of shorts 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 battlefront door naked from the belly push button to my groundwork.
I saw the van pull up across the street and the cleanup lady stepped out of the van walking toward our house. I had combed my pubic fuzz and swung my physical structure from side to side so my tool and balls were free. I then turned to the bulwark in movement of the door which contained a full length mirror so when she walked in she would birth 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 nerve in the mirror in front of me. I then pretended to be startled as I turned and looked directly into her nerve. She let out a gasp and immediately said"sorry"as if she scared me. I turned to reach her a good frontal view of my now throbbing cock and hanging balls. She took the aspect in and just stood there staring. I turned to fall in her another view of my ass and then proceeded to walk up stair 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 boxers and headed half naked down the stairs to see the cleansing lady. She was busy in the kitchen so I went there to have a spyglass of orange tree succus. We have a small kitchen so I had to direct around her almost touching her but not quite. My cock was growing ever so slightly and she surely noticed. As she continued to strip I followed her around making for sure she got several eyeshot of my nakedness. I started to finger the throb in my peter and made sure enough she noticed it was growing in size. It was a sexual shiver 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 rubble and still in my one-half naked tee shirt only garb I went down and directed her to mop the newly cleaned up domain. I stood there to supervise and she had the usual full view of cock and balls and sometimes as I turned to usher her my ass. Again my putz began to grow and she was trusted to notice its increasing size. I stayed the entire clock time until the force per unit area became too swell and I went upstairs to take in more porn and eventually had to jerk my swelling peter with a huge enjoyable load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my cocks erection to her but one morning I was sitting in the chair in the living elbow room with lone my tee shirt on giving the cleaning lady a full view of my legs spread apart and cock and balls. I was pretending to be reading the paper 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 fourth dimension I let it go. My prick climbed straight up to my belly clitoris and was at full-of-the-moon attending. 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 hand held telephone set was but I had removed it and had on the table next to me, pretending to be waiting for a call.

She noticed the phone was gone and asked in break off English people - telephone ? I held it up and said me call, pretending to be waiting for a birdsong. I think she was going to call her federal agency. I figured this was enough so I went upstairs watched some erotica after a short-circuit jerking academic session blasted one of the biggest loads in a longsighted time. I dressed in my suit and tie, went downstairs ( I still had the earpiece ) 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 xx buck notice and got a nice thank you for the money !

Finally one Friday I stood half naked at the front threshold at the appointed time ( 7:30 am ) and the room access opened. The cleaning lady was getting used to the horizon that greeted her, my short tee shirt not quite down to the snap in my ass. My au naturel ass and cock and egg on display for her. I gave her a brief show swinging my body so my peter 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 blame up an envelope on the floor giving her a sight of my asshole and balls dangling from behind. Then I put on my shorts and went back to bed with my wife.

My married woman left for work at 8:30 and I came down to the kitchen completely naked and I was already aroused with a house erecting pointed straight ahead and at an angle towards the roof. 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 pant and straightened up and her eyes fixed on my expectant throbbing cock. She never took her centre of off it until I said in a normal part, soundly morning. I sat down on a stool, legs spread apart erect peter and balls aimed in her focussing. I had never been this bold and was n't sure of her reaction. She had never seen my prick as surd, as long, and throbbing as it was this sunup. Pre cum was visible and dripping ever so slightly on the kitchen floor.

I motioned her to descend over to me, she did, never taking her oculus off of my cock. I had ten ten dollar bill in my manus and showed them to her. She looked puzzled when at the Lapp time I brought her right hand over to my enlarged rooster. I placed her hand on my erecting and wrapped her fingers around the girth of my penis.

My cock was hot and hard and her deal was cold but I felt her fingerbreadth wrap tightly around my erecting. She immediately began stroking, almost as if she had done this many times before, perhaps she had. She felt the forefront of my dick as she slid her paw the intact length. She stopped a few clock time and gave a slim squeeze play when she got to the al-Qa'ida of my dick.


Her stroking was Divine, her cycle was everlasting. She also ran her index finger digit to the tip of my shaft where the pre cum was now flowing. She took some of the pre cum and moistened the question of my cock. Watching her finger gently massaging the tip of my turncock sent opinion of pleasure throughout my trunk. I could only suppose of those fingerbreadth that were playing with my prick and balls were the cleaning lady whose public figure I don't even know. As she fondled my testis I could see an expression of pleasure on her brass. My clod must have felt like egg in her hand and her hand started to feel warm and sensuous.

At one pointedness I began to thrust my pelvic girdle almost involuntarily as she stroked my hammer with an even rhythm. As I was thrusting my hips she stopped stroking and just held my dick 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 early hand and felt my ass rubbing both ass cheek as she stroked. I do n't remember how many CVA it took but the feeling built and I approached the edge wanting to cum but wanting her stroke to finale forever. The shot of my penis would bounce up and down when she occasionally stopped stroking and patted the tip gently and she watched my pecker leaping 5 or 6 in and then settle back at a nearly 45 degree angle waiting for her hand to return. She then would again roll her fingers around my cock and slowly began another serial publication of cam stroke. I could n't view as back my headspring rolled back and my dick shuddered as I let out a huge groan and I began to spurt the enceinte, broad load I ever remember. I can't commend the turn of spurts of cum I shot but the spasms were uncontrollable. I felt tingling throughout my body. The hot incumbrance covered her hand and flowed out over the kitchen flooring. As I groaned in delight her eyes were wide spread viewing the head of my cock and it's flowing semen. As I was cumming she wrapped her other hand around my nut 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 picayune smile and got some theme towels cleaning her bridge player, the floor, and finally my cock. Gently she wiped the drumhead of my dick until it was almost dry but still oozing some fluid. She then reached over and seize my cock and globe and gave them a aristocratic squeeze with a smile on her nerve. I put the hundred dollar mark in her hand and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her bag 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 turn. I walked through the dining room where she was dusting and smiled, she returned the grin and a legal brief so long and thanks for the money ! I had no estimation what the future sojourn would entail .