We had a cleaning ma'am come to our house every early Friday and she worked about 5 hours cleaning our house. Her subroutine was mere. She would come about 7:30 am, being dropped off from a to the full sized van that had about 6 former ladies that were driven to various locations in our suburban orbit. She had a key to our place so she let herself in and proceeded to do her job in an orderly manor. She was plain looking and usually wore a Gray house dress. She had an norm figure at about 5 foot 5 column inch grandiloquent. She spoke very little English people and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At world-class I ignored her presence since I was getting ready to go to work about the Sami fourth dimension. I had a somewhat easy job agenda, I didn't punch a time clock and could keep open my own hours. I was unfreeze to amount and go to the office at any time.

One Friday dayspring I heard her open the front line door and come in to protrude her cleaning routine. I had zero at study scheduled until after lunch and having been out the night before for dinner party I thought I'd sopor in and head for the bureau after lunch. My wife worked a rule agenda and was off to her job every morning by 8:30. Today was no exception. She rose from bed and began to get gear up for work. By 8:25 she said goodbye drove off to her job.

The cleaning Lady was still on the first-class honours degree floor of our business firm as I got up from our bed on the second flooring. I slipped off my jammies 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 knees. It was also not big and scarce fit around my waist. So completely naked, wearing only this flimsy gown I strode downstairs to the animation way to sit and read the morning time newspaper. The cleaning lady hardly noticed me because there were sentence 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 life room and opened the paper, I spread my legs open which easily exposed my hammer and clump through the open front man of my robe. The death chair was facing the kitchen and the cleaning lady was in the kitchen dusting and wash and cleanup. From time to time she would walk from the kitchen to the dining elbow room. When she did this the first base clock time, her eyes glanced in my direction. What she saw was me, in my robe reading the paper. In plus she saw my stage spread apart and my cock and musket ball at rest in full perspective. She froze in her tracks. I observed her expression from the boundary of the report I held up so it looked like I was reading the newspaper publisher and not aware of my reveal openness. I was of course aware of it and it gave me spate and touch that she was looking at my cock and balls she stopped and was staring. I began to have a small erecting which she also noticed. I had a bit of pre-cum dripping out the head of my putz. She continued her cleaning duties, but would pause occasionally to watch my partial tone nudity. This was the first seance and little became of it as I was just testing the waters and was looking forward the sec session with upgrade plans.


The next visit of the cleansing lady was two weeks after the first one and I was more prepared. I had a few plans to run. beginning I did the same routine with the paper, sitting in the chair facing the kitchen, stark naked with a slight gown wide open exposing my cock and Ball. After a few mo I got up and walked out to the kitchen where she was working. I then let the robe undefended so I was providing her with a full frontage nudeness view. I walked around the kitchen getting a glass of juice and piece of toast all the while providing her with glances of cock and balls swinging loosely from my receptive robe. When it came meter for her to go upstairs to make clean the bedrooms, I followed.

Her constant glance at my open robe assured me she was getting a good position. Whether she enjoyed it or not I don't know. I was enjoying the exposing and flashing. I was occasionally begin to own an erection, small but it was noticeable and she was mindful of it.

At one point she was cleaning the privy and I decided it was time to shower. I took off the robe and wrapped a small towel around my waistline. This towel was so pocket-sized it couldn't cover my peter and chunk and I put in on so my ass was also exposed. She was standing on a modest throne 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 finish desolation. She left the john and I turned on the exhibitor for a brief second pretended to shower and then opened the room access with the towel hanging from my waist making sure I was giving her a good view of prick, balls and ass. She indeed looked me over more than once. An erecting rose almost immediately.

I decided to resume my airs in my flimsy gown on the chair in the life room. The hullabaloo of the lavish scene caused a good sized erecting which I had to attend to. While the cleansing peeress was in the kitchen I began stroking my rooster and it rose to the occasion. It was interesting because at any mo she could take the air into the dining elbow room and see the activity of me stroking my cock. She didn't and shortly I let go with a huge lading and relief from the sexual prod. This caused me to retire to our upstairs bathroom and clean up. I decided to do and manoeuvre for the position. I came down in my wooing and tie and walked out to the kitchen. The cleansing lady was a little galvanize seeing me in my work vesture since recently it had been several glimpse of my tool, formal and ass. I handed her a ten dollar billhook, she replied with a thank you for the money in broken English.

Several Friday later I stretched my photograph to the cleanup lady. On one occasion we had a new front door installed and that meant new locks and cay. The first-class honours degree Friday the cleaning noblewoman came I made indisputable the doorway was open because I knew her key would not exploit. After she came in and started cleaning and after my married woman went to cultivate 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 meter I wore a different robe ( naked underneath of course ) which was longer and more fluffy like a bathroom robe should be. However I opened up the straw man of the gown about 8 or 9 in and exposed my rooster and balls with full facade nakedness. I was trying to explain the switch in key so I could get the old key and she could have the new front line room access key. When I approached her it was obvious that she could now see the full-of-the-moon frontal nudity and my hammer and balls. 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 fundament. It seems the tradition is Eastern Europe that a woman is somewhat subservient. Therefore when I dropped the key she immediately bent over and went to peck up the key. In so doing her capitulum and eyes passed directly down the front of my body column inch from my rooster. 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 visit I did the"shower bath"affair again but when I walked out of the bathroom I accidentally let the towel capitulation giving her the 1st full nude view of my physical structure. The first 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 rooster and balls swinging as I twirled around. I hesitated as she handed me the towel trying to calculate embarrassed but making for certain she had a thoroughly tenacious persuasion.

This was in the centre of summertime and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my drug abuse after several naked exposures I would retire upstairs to my office and watch porn on my information processing system. I was dressed only in my tee shirt exposing my cock and balls with an angle that when the cleaning madam came up step she had an unobstructed purview ! Well I was pleased when she turned the recession coming up the stairs and turned my chair so she would have a full view of cock and orb. She walked in and said"electrical energy"in violate 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 total 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 lap surf had tripped because the washer, dryer, and dehumidifier overloaded the circuit. I looked puzzled and got up on the washing machine completely exposing my cock and formal. I then bent over with my ass facing her to give her a prospect of my open ass and lump from behind. I hesitated and then reset the circuit breaker but not before extending my raw prick.

I went back upstairs and jerked a good load off to relieve the intimate tension that had built up. On the way out to mold after I dressed I dropped another ten clam measure on the table and she smiled and thanked me.

The next visit by the cleaning lady interested me more than ever. I was trying to recall of what new exposure I could derive up with. Then it hit me. I put on the like old tee shirt that was small on me that came down to my belly button and to the crack in my ass and no further. It was the same one I wore when the tour breaker needed to be reset. I then put on a pair of short pants that were very small.
When it was time for her to arrive around 7:30 am I went down and took off the short circuit and was standing by the battlefront doorway naked from the belly release 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 hair and swung my body from side to side so my turncock and balls were free. I then turned to the bulwark in forepart of the door which contained a full moon length mirror so when she walked in she would have prospect 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"no-account"as if she scared me. I turned to give her a full-of-the-moon facade scene of my now throbbing cock and hanging balls. She took the view in and just stood there staring. I turned to pay her another view of my ass and then proceeded to take the air up step putting on my shorts crawling in bed with my still sleeping wife.

After my wife got up and went to function I again took off my short and headed one-half naked down the stairs to see the cleaning ma'am. She was busy in the kitchen so I went there to have a glass of orange tree juice. We have a small kitchen so I had to direct around her almost touching her but not quite. My tool was growing ever so slightly and she surely noticed. As she continued to clean I followed her around making for sure she got several sight of my desolation. I started to feel the throbbing in my cock and made surely she noticed it was growing in size. It was a sexual shiver to jazz 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 bare tee shirt only dress I went down and directed her to mop the newly cleaned up area. I stood there to supervise and she had the common full phase of the moon purview of prick and balls and sometimes as I turned to show her my ass. Again my rooster began to turn and she was sure enough to notice its increasing size. I stayed the entire meter until the pressure became too nifty and I went upstairs to view more porn and eventually had to jerk my swelling dick with a vast enjoyable load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my cocks erection to her but one good morning I was sitting in the chair in the living way with only my tee shirt on giving the cleansing lady a full view of my branch spread apart and cock and balls. I was pretending to be reading the paper and I felt my cock beginning to grow. I usually didn't want her to see a full-of-the-moon erection thinking it might intimidate her but this time I let it go. My cock climbed straight up to my belly push and was at good attending. About this sentence she walked into the dining way and stopped abruptly staring at my throbbing penis.

I noticed some pre-cum slowly oozing out of the tip of my prick, she noticed it also. She turned to the kitchen where the remote hired hand 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 phone was gone and asked in broken English - telephone ? I held it up and said me call, pretending to be waiting for a telephone call. I think she was going to squall her office. I figured this was enough so I went upstairs watched some porn after a suddenly jerking seance blasted one of the liberal loads in a long sentence. I dressed in my cause 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 suit and said no. I handed her a twenty dollar mark bill 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 door opened. The cleansing Lady was getting used to the view that greeted her, my light tee shirt not quite down to the gap in my ass. My au naturel ass and cock and balls on display for her. I gave her a legal brief show swinging my body so my shaft and orchis would be swaying for her scene. Almost immediately I started to get an hard-on which became obvious to her. I bent over with my ass facing her pretending to nibble up an envelope on the floor giving her a view of my asshole and Lucille Ball 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 naked and I was already aroused with a strong erection pointed directly ahead and at an angle towards the ceiling. I walked right into the kitchen where the cleanup madam was washing saucer. She heard me walk in and turned and looked at me. She let out a turgid gasp and straightened up and her eyes fixed on my prominent throbbing dick. She never took her eye of off it until I said in a convention voice, respectable morning time. I sat down on a commode, legs bed covering apart erect prick and balls aimed in her direction. I had never been this bold and was n't sure of her reaction. She had never seen my cock as hard, as long, and throbbing as it was this dawn. 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 heart off of my hammer. I had ten ten dollar account in my script and showed them to her. She looked puzzled when at the same sentence I brought her in good order hired hand over to my blow up cock. I placed her paw on my hard-on and wrapped her fingers around the cinch of my penis.

My pecker was hot and toilsome and her handwriting was dusty but I felt her finger wrap tightly around my hard-on. She immediately began stroking, almost as if she had done this many fourth dimension before, perhaps she had. She felt the head of my cock as she slid her paw the entire duration. She stopped a few times and gave a cold-shoulder squeeze when she got to the base of my dick.


Her stroking was divine, her rhythm was perfect. She also ran her index digit to the tip of my dick where the pre cum was now flowing. She took some of the pre cum and moistened the head word of my cock. Watching her finger gently massaging the tip of my dick sent feelings of pleasure throughout my consistency. I could only think of those fingerbreadth that were playing with my putz and balls were the cleaning lady whose name I don't even know. As she fondled my chunk I could see an expression of pleasance on her face. My musket ball must take felt like ballock in her deal and her hand started to feel warm and sensuous.

At one compass point I began to thrust my hips almost involuntarily as she stroked my hammer with an even rhythm. As I was thrusting my hips she stopped stroking and just held my cock as I was now fucking her hand. Shortly thereafter I thrust my dead body forward and held it there and then she continued her stroke. She also took her early bridge player and felt my ass rubbing both ass cheeks as she stroked. I do n't recall how many cerebrovascular accident it took but the tone built and I approached the border wanting to cum but wanting her stroking to last forever. The shaft of my phallus would ricochet up and down when she occasionally stopped stroking and patted the tip gently and she watched my cock spring 5 or 6 inches and then decide back at a nearly 45 degree slant waiting for her helping hand to give back. She then would again enclose her fingerbreadth around my gumshoe and slowly began another serial of slash. I could n't harbour back my straits rolled back and my stopcock shuddered as I let out a immense groan and I began to gush the heavy, total freight I ever remember. I can't think the identification number of spurts of cum I shot but the spasms were irrepressible. I felt tingling throughout my body. The hot load covered her hand and flowed out over the kitchen floor. As I groaned in joy her eyes were wide open viewing the head of my peter and it's flowing semen. As I was cumming she wrapped her other hand around my balls and gently squeezed them. She stopped and gave me a strange feel then looked at her manus and the level and finally back to my deflating cock. She managed a piddling smile and got some composition towels cleaning her hand, the floor, and finally my cock. Gently she wiped the head of my cock until it was almost dry but still oozing some fluid. She then reached over and snap up my cock and balls and gave them a gentle power play with a smiling on her face. I put the hundred dollars in her hired hand and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her purse and continued her cleaning duties while I retired upstairs to shower and raiment for body of work. Some fourth dimension 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 smile and a brief goodby and thanks for the money ! I had no idea what the next visit would entail .