We had a cleaning lady come to our star sign every former Friday and she worked about 5 minute cleaning our house. Her routine was round-eyed. 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 various locations in our suburban country. She had a key to our home so she let herself in and proceeded to do her task in an neat manor. She was plain looking and usually wore a grayish sign of the zodiac dress. She had an average build at about 5 feet 5 inches tall. She spoke very small English and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At maiden I ignored her presence since I was getting cook to go to work about the Lapp time. I had a pretty light job schedule, I didn't puncher a time clock and could restrain my own minute. I was free to amount and go to the billet at any time.

One Friday morn I heard her open the front door and come in to depart her cleansing number. I had nothing at work scheduled until after lunch and having been out the Night before for dinner party I thought I'd sleep in and forefront for the place after lunch. My married woman worked a normal schedule and was off to her job every morning by 8:30. Today was no elision. She rose from bed and began to get make for work. By 8:25 she said good-bye drove off to her job.

The cleanup lady was still on the first trading floor of our house 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 long fluffy bathrobe, this is a thin dead thin textile gown that came down to my knees. It was also not big and barely fit around my waist. So completely defenseless, wearing only this thin robe I strode downstairs to the living room to sit and show the first light newspaper publisher. The cleaning madam hardly noticed me because there were clock time when I didn't leave for piece of work until she was completely done with her work.

As I settled in to a small chair in our living way and opened the report, I spread my legs open which easily exposed my cock and balls through the unresolved front of my robe. The chairman was facing the kitchen and the cleanup ma'am was in the kitchen dusting and washing and cleaning. From metre to time she would take the air from the kitchen to the dining room. When she did this the offset clip, her eye glanced in my focussing. What she saw was me, in my robe reading the paper. In addition she saw my stage spread apart and my cock and bollock at rest in full eyeshot. She froze in her tracks. I observed her formula from the border of the paper I held up so it looked like I was reading the newspaper publisher and not aware of my exposed nakedness. I was of grade aware of it and it gave me boot and feel that she was looking at my cock and balls she stopped and was staring. I began to feature a small erection which she also noticed. I had a bit of pre-cum dripping out the fountainhead of my prick. She continued her cleaning duties, but would pause occasionally to observe my partial nakedness. This was the first base school term and minuscule became of it as I was just testing the amniotic fluid and was looking forward the second school term with set ahead plans.


The succeeding visit of the cleaning lady was two weeks after the first one and I was more prepared. I had a few program to put to death. First I did the same routine with the paper, sitting in the professorship facing the kitchen, stark naked with a flimsy gown astray 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 gown unfold so I was providing her with a full frontal nudity view. I walked around the kitchen getting a ice of juice and piece of toast all the patch providing her with glimpse of peter and musket ball swinging loosely from my open robe. When it came time for her to go on a higher floor to clean the bedrooms, I followed.

Her unceasing glances at my open robe assured me she was getting a dependable view. Whether she enjoyed it or not I don't know. I was enjoying the exposing and flashing. I was occasionally begin to have an hard-on, minuscule but it was noticeable and she was cognisant of it.

At one point she was cleaning the bathroom and I decided it was time to shower. I took off the robe and wrapped a small-scale towel around my shank. This towel was so humble 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 stool when I went in to the bath and I made a motion that I wanted to shower down. She looked me up and down and was totally aware of my almost complete nakedness. She left the toilet and I turned on the cascade for a brief bit pretended to shower and then opened the door with the towel hanging from my waist making sure I was giving her a effective sight of cock, ball and ass. She indeed looked me over more than once. An erection rose almost immediately.

I decided to resume my pose in my thin robe on the chair in the aliveness elbow room. The exhilaration of the exhibitioner fit caused a good sized hard-on which I had to advert to. While the cleansing lady was in the kitchen I began stroking my stopcock and it rose to the occasion. It was interesting because at any moment she could take the air into the dining room and see the activity of me stroking my cock. She didn't and shortly I let go with a immense load and respite from the sexual urgings. This caused me to pull back to our up the stairs bathroom and clean up. I decided to dress and head for the office staff. I came down in my suit of clothes and tie and walked out to the kitchen. The cleansing madam was a little startled seeing me in my work vesture since recently it had been diverse glances of my cock, balls and ass. I handed her a ten dollar bank bill, she replied with a thank you for the money in go against English.

Several Fri later I stretched my photo to the cleaning lady. On one function we had a new front doorway installed and that meant new ringlet and keys. The number one Friday the cleaning madam came I made for certain the door was clear because I knew her key would not act upon. After she came in and started cleaning and after my wife went to work out 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 sentence I wore a different gown ( raw underneath of grade ) which was longer and more fluffy like a bathroom robe should be. However I opened up the front of the robe about 8 or 9 inch and exposed my tool and balls with full frontal nakedness. I was trying to explain the switch in keys so I could get the old key and she could have the new front door key. When I approached her it was obvious that she could now see the full frontal nudity and my cock and clump. 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 foot. It seems the tradition is Eastern EC that a adult female is somewhat submissive. Therefore when I dropped the key she immediately bent over and went to pick up the key. In so doing her pass 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 sojourn I did the"shower"thing again but when I walked out of the privy I accidentally let the towel Fall giving her the get-go replete bare view of my body. 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 defenseless with my dick and clump swinging as I twirled around. I hesitated as she handed me the towel trying to look embarrassed but making sure she had a good prospicient view.

This was in the middle of summer and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my riding habit after respective naked photograph I would retire upstairs to my post and watch porn on my figurer. I was dressed only in my tee shirt exposing my tool and orchis with an slant that when the cleaning lady came up stair she had an unobstructed purview ! well I was please when she turned the corner coming up the step and turned my chairwoman so she would deliver a full view of cock and balls. She walked in and said"electrical energy"in broken English people. 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 full view of my ass as we went down the stair. 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 washer, dryer, and dehumidifier overloaded the circuit. I looked puzzled and got up on the washer completely exposing my cock and balls. I then bent over with my ass facing her to render her a view of my unresolved ass and orchis from behind. I hesitated and then readjust the breaker but not before extending my naked cock.

I went back upstairs and jerked a good shipment off to alleviate the sexual latent hostility that had built up. On the way out to exercise after I dressed I dropped another ten dollar bill on the tabular array and she smiled and thanked me.

The succeeding sojourn by the cleanup lady interested me more than ever. I was trying to think of what new picture I could come up with. Then it hit me. I put on the same 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 racing circuit breaker needed to be reset. I then put on a pair of short that were very small.
When it was time for her to get around 7:30 am I went down and took off the drawers and was standing by the front door naked from the belly release to my feet.
I saw the van pull up across the street and the cleaning Lady stepped out of the van walking toward our star sign. I had combed my pubic pilus and swung my consistency from side to side so my putz and musket ball were free people. I then turned to the wall in presence of the door which contained a full 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 room access and as it opened I saw her fount in the mirror in front of me. I then pretended to be startled as I turned and looked directly into her typeface. She let out a gasp and immediately said"no-good"as if she scared me. I turned to commit her a full-of-the-moon frontal opinion of my now throbbing cock and hanging ballock. She took the position in and just stood there staring. I turned to consecrate her another view of my ass and then proceeded to walk up steps putting on my short pants crawling in bed with my still sleeping wife.

After my married woman got up and went to lick I again took off my boxers and headed one-half naked down the stairs to see the cleansing lady. She was busy in the kitchen so I went there to take in a glass of orange tree juice. We have a pocket-size 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 trusted she got various panorama of my nakedness. I started to feel the throbbing in my cock and made indisputable she noticed it was growing in size. It was a sexual kick to recognize she knew that I knew that she knew she was seeing my cock and balls and ass.

I had just recently cleaned the cellar of a lot of rubble and still in my half defenseless 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 to the full view of turncock and testis and sometimes as I turned to picture her my ass. Again my putz began to originate and she was sure enough to mark its increasing size of it. I stayed the full metre until the atmospheric pressure became too great and I went upstairs to watch more smut and eventually had to buck my swelling cock with a huge gratifying load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my tool erection to her but one morning I was sitting in the chair in the living room with solitary my tee shirt on giving the cleansing lady a full thought of my legs spread apart and turncock and nut. 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 fully erection thinking it might intimidate her but this metre I let it go. My cock climbed straight up to my belly release and was at full attention. 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 prick, she noticed it also. She turned to the kitchen where the outside mitt held telephone set was but I had removed it and had on the tabular array adjacent to me, pretending to be waiting for a call.

She noticed the earphone was gone and asked in expose English - telephone ? I held it up and said me claim, 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 pornography after a short jolt seance blasted one of the biggest loads in a long time. I dressed in my suit and tie, went downstairs ( I still had the phone ) and walked to the kitchen and offered her the headphone. She looked me up and down at my well tailored suit and said no. I handed her a twenty clam account and got a dainty thank you for the money !

Finally one Friday I stood half naked at the front door at the appointed time ( 7:30 am ) and the doorway opened. The cleaning noblewoman was getting used to the opinion that greeted her, my short tee shirt not quite down to the whirl in my ass. My naked ass and dick and balls on display for her. I gave her a brief show swinging my trunk so my peter and ball 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 pretense to break up up an envelope on the story giving her a thought of my asshole and balls dangling from behind. Then I put on my shorts and went back to bed with my wife.

My wife left for piece of work at 8:30 and I came down to the kitchen completely naked and I was already aroused with a unfluctuating erection pointed straight ahead and at an angle towards the cap. I walked right into the kitchen where the cleaning dame was washing dish antenna. She heard me walk in and turned and looked at me. She let out a large gasp and straightened up and her eyes fixed on my declamatory throbbing cock. She never took her eyes of off it until I said in a rule interpreter, respectable morning time. I sat down on a commode, legs overspread apart erect cock and balls aimed in her direction. I had never been this bluff and was n't for certain of her reaction. She had never seen my cock as hard, 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 come over to me, she did, never taking her eyes off of my hammer. I had ten ten dollar bill in my handwriting and showed them to her. She looked puzzled when at the same time I brought her right hired man over to my magnify cock. I placed her hand on my erection and wrapped her digit 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 times before, perhaps she had. She felt the head of my shaft as she slid her script the intact length. She stopped a few times and gave a slight squeeze when she got to the basis of my dick.


Her stroking was churchman, her rhythm was perfect. She also ran her index finger to the tip of my pecker where the pre cum was now flowing. She took some of the pre cum and moistened the head of my tool. Watching her finger gently massaging the tip of my prick sent touch of pleasure throughout my body. I could only think of those digit that were playing with my turncock and balls were the cleansing lady whose name I don't even know. As she fondled my balls I could see an expression of joy on her face. My balls must have felt like orchis in her hand and her hand started to finger lovesome and sensuous.

At one dot I began to thrust my hips almost involuntarily as she stroked my stopcock with an even regular recurrence. As I was thrusting my hips she stopped stroking and just held my turncock as I was now fucking her hand. Shortly thereafter I thrust my eubstance forward and held it there and then she continued her stroke. She also took her other hand and felt my ass rubbing both ass cheeks as she stroked. I do n't remember how many strokes 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 cock bounce 5 or 6 inches and then settle back at a nearly 45 degree angle waiting for her hand to yield. She then would again wrap her finger's breadth around my putz and slowly began another series of strokes. I could n't hold back my head rolled back and my stopcock shuddered as I let out a Brobdingnagian groan and I began to spurt the magnanimous, wide-cut loading I ever remember. I can't recall the number of spurts of cum I shot but the spasm were uncontrollable. I felt tingling throughout my body. The hot load covered her hand and flowed out over the kitchen flooring. As I groaned in delight her eyes were full open viewing the question of my cock and it's flowing cum. As I was cumming she wrapped her other hand around my balls and gently squeezed them. She stopped and gave me a unknown flavour then looked at her bridge player and the floor and finally back to my deflating peter. She managed a piddling grin and got some paper towels cleaning her helping hand, the floor, and finally my cock. Gently she wiped the headspring of my cock until it was almost dry but still oozing some fluid. She then reached over and grabbed my cock and chunk and gave them a gentle squeezing with a grin on her face. I put the hundred buck in her script and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her purse and continued her cleaning duties while I retired upstairs to lavish and arrange for work. Some clock time later I went downstairs fully dressed ready to go to work. I walked through the dining room where she was dusting and smiled, she returned the grin and a brief goodbye and thanks for the money ! I had no idea what the next visit would mean .