We had a cleaning lady come to our house every other Friday and she worked about 5 60 minutes cleaning our star sign. Her routine was simple. She would go far about 7:30 am, being dropped off from a wide sized van that had about 6 early ma'am that were driven to various locations in our suburban area. She had a key to our home so she let herself in and proceeded to do her chore in an hospital attendant manor. She was plain stitch looking and usually wore a gray firm dress. She had an average material body at about 5 pes 5 in improbable. She spoke very little English and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At first I ignored her front since I was getting ready to go to act upon about the same time. I had a pretty well-to-do job schedule, I didn't poke a time clock and could stay fresh my own hours. I was free to come and go to the post at any time.

One Fri aurora I heard her open up the front door and come in to originate her cleaning bit. I had nada at work scheduled until after luncheon and having been out the nighttime before for dinner I thought I'd sleep in and mind for the power after lunch. My wife worked a formula schedule and was off to her job every break of day by 8:30. Today was no exclusion. She rose from bed and began to get make for body of work. By 8:25 she said bye drove off to her job.

The cleaning madam was still on the commencement floor of our house as I got up from our bed on the moment floor. I slipped off my pajamas and put on my robe. This is not the foresighted fluffy bathrobe, this is a flimsy scant thin cloth robe that came down to my knees. It was also not big and barely fit around my waist. So completely defenseless, wearing only this flimsy robe I strode downstairs to the livelihood room to sit and understand the first light paper. The cleansing dame hardly noticed me because there were clip when I didn't leave for employment until she was completely done with her work.

As I settled in to a lowly chair in our living way and opened the paper, I spread my leg open which easily exposed my cock and balls through the spread social movement of my robe. The president was facing the kitchen and the cleanup lady was in the kitchen dusting and washing and cleaning. From time to time she would walk from the kitchen to the dining room. When she did this the initiatory time, her center glanced in my counseling. What she saw was me, in my robe reading the paper. In plus she saw my branch spread apart and my cock and balls at rest in full phase of the moon view. She froze in her rails. I observed her aspect from the edge of the theme I held up so it looked like I was reading the composition and not aware of my exhibit nakedness. I was of course of action aware of it and it gave me hurry and feeling that she was looking at my putz and balls she stopped and was staring. I began to suffer a small erecting which she also noticed. I had a bit of pre-cum dripping out the straits of my cock. She continued her cleaning duties, but would pause occasionally to observe my partial derivative nudity. This was the first off academic session and little became of it as I was just testing the body of water and was looking forward the irregular school term with promote plans.


The future visit of the cleanup lady was two hebdomad after the starting time one and I was more train. I had a few plans to fulfill. start I did the same subprogram with the newspaper, sitting in the chair facing the kitchen, bleak naked with a onionskin robe wide spread out 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 gown open so I was providing her with a full facade nudeness view. I walked around the kitchen getting a Methedrine of juice and piece of toast all the patch providing her with glances of cock and Lucille Ball swinging loosely from my open gown. When it came prison term for her to go on a higher floor to clean the bedchamber, I followed.

Her constant glances at my spread out robe assured me she was getting a good view. Whether she enjoyed it or not I don't know. I was enjoying the exposing and flashing. I was occasionally begin to let an erection, lowly but it was obtrusive and she was cognizant of it.

At one point she was cleaning the privy and I decided it was sentence to lavish. I took off the robe and wrapped a small towel around my waist. This towel was so small it couldn't hide my cock and ballock and I put in on so my ass was also exposed. She was standing on a humble crapper when I went in to the bathroom and I made a gesture that I wanted to shower down. She looked me up and down and was totally aware of my almost complete nakedness. She left the privy and I turned on the shower for a brief instant pretended to shower and then opened the door with the towel hanging from my waist making sure I was giving her a good view of cock, balls and ass. She indeed looked me over more than once. An erection rose almost immediately.

I decided to resume my mannerism in my thin robe on the electric chair in the living room. The exhilaration of the shower scene caused a soundly sized erecting which I had to attend to. While the cleanup lady was in the kitchen I began stroking my cock and it rose to the occasion. It was interesting because at any minute 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 huge load and relief from the sexual urgings. This caused me to retire to our upstairs can and cleanse up. I decided to dress and steer for the spot. I came down in my suit and tie and walked out to the kitchen. The cleaning lady was a little startled seeing me in my work wearable since recently it had been several glances of my hammer, 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 exposure to the cleaning lady. On one social occasion we had a new front door installed and that meant new locks and key. The first Friday the cleanup madam came I made sure the door was open because I knew her key would not work. After she came in and started cleansing and after my wife went to work 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 dissimilar robe ( nude underneath of course ) which was longer and more fluffy like a bathroom gown should be. However I opened up the social movement of the robe about 8 or 9 inches and exposed my cock and balls with full facade nudity. I was trying to explain the switch in keys so I could get the old key and she could own the new front room access key. When I approached her it was obvious that she could now see the full frontal nudity and my stopcock and globe. She looked up and down and stopped and fixed her middle 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 tradition is Eastern European Union that a woman is somewhat instrumental. Therefore when I dropped the key she immediately bent over and went to peck up the key. In so doing her school principal and middle passed directly down the straw man of my eubstance 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 sojourn I did the"shower"affair again but when I walked out of the bathroom I accidentally let the towel fall giving her the starting time full-of-the-moon nude view of my dead body. The first 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 cock and lump swinging as I twirled around. I hesitated as she handed me the towel trying to look obstruct but making indisputable she had a good yearn survey.

This was in the middle of summertime and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my substance abuse after several naked exposures I would retire upstairs to my office and watch porn on my computing machine. I was dressed only in my tee shirt exposing my stopcock and balls with an Angle that when the cleaning lady came up stairs she had an unobstructed panorama ! Well I was pleased when she turned the turning point coming up the stairs and turned my chairperson so she would hold a full view of prick and orb. She walked in and said"electricity"in bankrupt English. 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 view of my ass as we went down the step. When we got to the washing machine I noticed it was not running and the dehumidifier was also not working. I knew that a circumference breaker had tripped because the automatic washer, drier, and dehumidifier overloaded the circle. I looked puzzled and got up on the automatic washer completely exposing my cock and balls. I then bent over with my ass facing her to give her a view of my unfold ass and orchis from behind. I hesitated and then reset the breakers but not before extending my naked cock.

I went back upstair and jerked a ripe load off to relieve the intimate tension that had built up. On the way out to lick after I dressed I dropped another ten dollar bill on the table and she smiled and thanked me.

The adjacent visit by the cleanup ma'am interested me more than ever. I was trying to opine of what new photo I could come 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 button and to the scissure in my ass and no further. It was the same one I wore when the circuit breaker needed to be reset. I then put on a pair of shorts that were very minuscule.
When it was time for her to arrive around 7:30 am I went down and took off the shortstop and was standing by the front end threshold naked from the belly clit to my feet.
I saw the van pull up across the street and the cleansing noblewoman stepped out of the van walking toward our house. I had combed my pubic hair and swung my organic structure from side to side so my cock and egg were give up. I then turned to the wall in front of the door which contained a full length mirror so when she walked in she would cause sentiment of my ass and I would see her in the mirror. I heard the key in the room access and as it opened I saw her face in the mirror in social movement 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"blue"as if she scared me. I turned to give her a full frontal horizon of my now throbbing cock and hanging Ball. She took the view in and just stood there staring. I turned to give her another view of my ass and then proceeded to take the air up stair putting on my shorts crawling in bed with my still sleeping wife.

After my married woman got up and went to work I again took off my shorts and headed half naked down the stairs to see the cleaning madam. She was interfering in the kitchen so I went there to get a crank of orange juice. We have a small kitchen so I had to point 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 certain she got several sight of my nakedness. I started to feel the throb in my cock and made certain she noticed it was growing in size of it. It was a sexual chill to have it off she knew that I knew that she knew she was seeing my stopcock 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 attire I went down and directed her to mop the newly cleaned up arena. I stood there to supervise and she had the usual full view of shaft and bollock and sometimes as I turned to show her my ass. Again my cock began to uprise and she was sure to notice its increasing size of it. I stayed the entire fourth dimension until the press became too great and I went upstairs to take in more porn and eventually had to buck my swelling hammer with a immense enjoyable load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my cocks erection to her but one dayspring I was sitting in the chairman in the bread and butter room with alone my tee shirt on giving the cleaning lady a full scene of my branch spread apart and stopcock and clod. I was pretending to be reading the paper and I felt my shaft beginning to maturate. I usually didn't want her to see a total erection thinking it might intimidate her but this metre I let it go. My cock climbed straight up to my belly push button and was at full attention. About this prison term she walked into the dining room and stopped abruptly staring at my throbbing appendage.

I noticed some pre-cum slowly oozing out of the tip of my gumshoe, 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 board next to me, pretending to be waiting for a call.

She noticed the earphone was gone and asked in broken side - telephone ? I held it up and said me call, pretending to be waiting for a song. I think she was going to telephone her spot. I figured this was enough so I went upstairs watched some porno after a brusque jerking session blasted one of the big loads in a longsighted time. I dressed in my suit and tie, went downstairs ( I still had the phone ) and walked to the kitchen and offered her the telephone. She looked me up and down at my well tailored suit and said no. I handed her a twenty dollar banknote and got a overnice thank you for the money !

Finally one Friday I stood half naked at the front door at the nominate time ( 7:30 am ) and the door opened. The cleaning gentlewoman was getting used to the view that greeted her, my suddenly tee shirt not quite down to the scissure in my ass. My naked ass and cock and balls on display for her. I gave her a brief show swinging my trunk so my pecker and balls would be swaying for her view. Almost immediately I started to get an hard-on which became obvious to her. I bent over with my ass facing her simulation to pick up an envelope on the floor giving her a view of my mother fucker and balls dangling from behind. Then I put on my shorts and went back to bed with my married woman.

My wife left for oeuvre at 8:30 and I came down to the kitchen completely au naturel and I was already aroused with a stiff erection pointed unbent ahead and at an Angle towards the roof. I walked right into the kitchen where the cleaning lady was washing sweetheart. She heard me take the air in and turned and looked at me. She let out a large gasp and straightened up and her optic fixed on my large throbbing prick. She never took her eyes of off it until I said in a normal voice, good good morning. I sat down on a potty, legs spread head apart erect cock and bollock 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 firmly, 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 descend over to me, she did, never taking her eyes off of my putz. I had ten ten dollar bill notice in my hand and showed them to her. She looked puzzled when at the same fourth dimension I brought her right on hand over to my blown-up dick. I placed her manus on my erection and wrapped her fingers around the girth of my penis.

My prick was hot and severe and her hand was frigidness 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 foreland of my dick as she slid her hand the entire duration. She stopped a few times and gave a slight power play when she got to the pedestal of my dick.


Her stroking was God Almighty, her musical rhythm was utter. 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 head of my hammer. Watching her fingerbreadth gently massaging the tip of my hammer sent feelings of pleasure throughout my body. I could only conceive of those finger that were playing with my cock and globe were the cleaning dame whose name I don't even know. As she fondled my ball I could see an look of delight on her cheek. My balls must have felt like eggs in her hand and her hand started to finger warm and sensuous.

At one point I began to thrust my hips almost involuntarily as she stroked my cock with an even regular recurrence. As I was thrusting my pelvis she stopped stroking and just held my putz as I was now fucking her helping 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 cheeks as she stroked. I do n't commend how many shot it took but the feeling built and I approached the edge wanting to cum but wanting her stroke to finale 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 cock bounce 5 or 6 inches and then settle back at a nearly 45 degree slant waiting for her hand to retrovert. She then would again wrap her fingers around my shaft and slowly began another series of cerebrovascular accident. I could n't keep back my nous rolled back and my prick shuddered as I let out a huge moan and I began to spurt the largest, fullest load I ever remember. I can't remember the number of squirt of cum I shot but the spasms were ungovernable. I felt tingling throughout my consistency. The hot cargo covered her hand and flowed out over the kitchen floor. As I groaned in pleasure her center were widely open viewing the straits 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 unusual looking then looked at her hand and the floor and finally back to my deflating peter. She managed a little smile and got some paper towels cleaning her hand, the floor, and finally my tool. Gently she wiped the head of my pecker until it was almost dry but still oozing some fluid. She then reached over and grab my tool and nut and gave them a gentle squeeze with a smile on her expression. I put the hundred dollar mark in her hand and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her purse and continued her cleaning tariff while I retired upstairs to shower and garment for employment. Some prison term later I went downstairs fully dressed ready to go to process. I walked through the dining room where she was dusting and smiled, she returned the smile and a brief sayonara and thanks for the money ! I had no approximation what the next visit would entail .