We had a cleaning Lady come to our sign every early Friday and she worked about 5 hours cleaning our business firm. Her routine was uncomplicated. She would make it about 7:30 am, being dropped off from a full sized van that had about 6 early madam that were driven to various locations in our suburban surface area. She had a key to our home so she let herself in and proceeded to do her chores in an orderly manor. She was kick looking and usually wore a gray house dress. She had an median build at about 5 feet 5 inches improbable. She spoke very fiddling English and understood less. Her age was mid 40's.

At number one I ignored her mien since I was getting ready to go to work about the same clip. I had a reasonably easy job schedule, I didn't slug a time clock and could keep my own 60 minutes. I was discharge to arrive and go to the office at any time.

One Friday morning I heard her open the front threshold and come in to start her cleaning routine. I had zilch at oeuvre scheduled until after luncheon and having been out the Night before for dinner party I thought I'd sleep in and straits for the spot after lunch. My married woman worked a normal schedule and was off to her job every morning by 8:30. Today was no exception. She rose from bed and began to get ready for workplace. By 8:25 she said au revoir drove off to her job.

The cleansing lady was still on the first floor of our house 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 recollective fluffy bathrobe, this is a flimsy curtly thin cloth robe that came down to my knee. It was also not big and just fit around my waist. So completely nude, wearing only this fragile gown I strode downstairs to the support room to sit and say the morning time paper. The cleaning Lady hardly noticed me because there were times 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 living elbow room and opened the newspaper, I spread my legs open which easily exposed my pecker and bollock through the unfastened front of my gown. The chairperson was facing the kitchen and the cleaning ma'am was in the kitchen dusting and washing and cleansing. From time to time she would take the air from the kitchen to the dining elbow room. When she did this the first clip, her eyes glanced in my direction. What she saw was me, in my robe reading the paper. In addition she saw my legs banquet apart and my shaft and testicle at rest in entire view. She froze in her track. I observed her expression from the edge of the theme I held up so it looked like I was reading the paper and not aware of my exposed nakedness. I was of form aware of it and it gave me hurry and notion that she was looking at my rooster and balls she stopped and was staring. I began to stimulate a small erection 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 hesitate occasionally to observe my partial nudity. This was the world-class academic term and short became of it as I was just testing the H2O and was looking forward the second seance with advanced plans.


The future visit of the cleaning lady was two week after the starting time one and I was more prepared. I had a few plans to execute. First I did the same subprogram with the newspaper, sitting in the chair facing the kitchen, staring naked with a flimsy robe wide open exposing my shaft and clod. 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 frontal nakedness view. I walked around the kitchen getting a deoxyephedrine of juice and firearm of toast all the patch providing her with glimpse of cock and balls swinging loosely from my candid robe. When it came time for her to go upstair to clean the bedrooms, I followed.

Her perpetual glimpse at my open robe assured me she was getting a good perspective. 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, humble but it was noticeable and she was cognisant of it.

At one breaker point she was cleaning the lavatory and I decided it was time to shower. I took off the robe and wrapped a small towel around my waist. This towel was so low 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 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 stark desolation. She left the bath and I turned on the shower for a brief here and now pretended to shower and then opened the door with the towel hanging from my waist making trusted I was giving her a undecomposed view of cock, balls and ass. She indeed looked me over more than once. An erection rose almost immediately.

I decided to resume my affectedness in my flimsy robe on the chair in the living way. The agitation of the shower fit caused a good sized erection which I had to attend to. While the cleansing lady was in the kitchen I began stroking my putz and it rose to the occasion. It was interesting because at any moment she could walk into the dining room and see the natural action of me stroking my cock. She didn't and shortly I let go with a immense load and relief from the sexual spurring. This caused me to go to sleep to our upstairs bathroom and houseclean up. I decided to dress and guide for the business office. I came down in my suit and tie and walked out to the kitchen. The cleaning lady was a short startled seeing me in my work clothing since recently it had been various glances of my cock, balls and ass. I handed her a ten dollar sign government note, she replied with a thank you for the money in bump English.

Several Fri later I stretched my exposure to the cleaning lady. On one occasion we had a new nominal head threshold installed and that meant new locks and Key. The initiatory Friday the cleansing noblewoman came I made sure as shooting the door was open because I knew her key would not work. After she came in and started cleaning and after my wife went to forge 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 dissimilar robe ( naked underneath of course ) 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 column inch and exposed my tool and balls with full frontal nudeness. I was trying to explain the switch in keys so I could get the old key and she could induce the new front door key. When I approached her it was obvious that she could now see the entire frontal nudity and my rooster and balls. She looked up and down and stopped and fixed her eyes directly on my peter Then as I got closer she smiled and as I explained the key replacement I"accidentally"dropped the new key directly in movement of me and it landed between my feet. It seems the custom is Eastern Europe that a woman is somewhat subservient. Therefore when I dropped the key she immediately bent over and went to pick up the key. In so doing her header and oculus 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 bathroom I accidentally let the towel fall giving her the first full naked view of my body. The get-go 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 bare with my cock and balls swinging as I twirled around. I hesitated as she handed me the towel trying to depend mortified but making trusted she had a beneficial longsighted view.

This was in the middle of summer and we had the air and dehumidifier running constantly As was my habit after respective naked exposures I would adjourn upstairs to my office and watch porn on my estimator. I was dressed only in my tee shirt exposing my turncock and ballock with an angle that when the cleaning gentlewoman came up stair she had an unobstructed view ! Well I was pleased when she turned the recess coming up the stairs and turned my chair so she would induce a full perspective of cock and balls. She walked in and said"electricity"in fall in English. I wasn't sure what she meant but I got up and headed downstairs with her. Again, Eastern European women 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 breaker had tripped because the washing machine, dryer, and dehumidifier overloaded the racing circuit. I looked puzzled and got up on the washing machine completely exposing my hammer and testicle. I then bent over with my ass facing her to pass her a opinion of my open ass and egg from behind. I hesitated and then reset the breaker but not before extending my naked cock.

I went back up the stairs and jerked a in effect lading off to relieve the sexual tension that had built up. On the way out to work after I dressed I dropped another ten dollar bill peak 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 think of what new exposure I could come up with. Then it hit me. I put on the same old tee shirt that was little on me that came down to my belly clitoris and to the crack in my ass and no further. It was the same one I wore when the circle breaker needed to be reset. I then put on a pair of short that were very small.
When it was time for her to arrive around 7:30 am I went down and took off the drawers and was standing by the figurehead doorway naked from the belly button to my feet.
I saw the van pull up across the street and the cleaning lady stepped out of the van walking toward our house. I had combed my pubic hair and swung my consistence from side to side so my cock and balls were free. I then turned to the wall in front of the door which contained a full phase of the moon length mirror so when she walked in she would receive 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 face in the mirror in front of me. I then pretended to be startled as I turned and looked directly into her human face. She let out a gasp and immediately said"sorry"as if she scared me. I turned to give her a wax frontal view of my now throbbing dick and hanging ballock. She took the eyeshot in and just stood there staring. I turned to return her another view of my ass and then proceeded to walk up steps 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 trunks and headed half naked down the stairs to see the cleaning lady. She was engaged in the kitchen so I went there to possess a methamphetamine hydrochloride of orange succus. We have a small-scale kitchen so I had to head 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 sure she got several views of my bleakness. I started to palpate the throb in my putz and made sure she noticed it was growing in size. It was a intimate thrill to know she knew that I knew that she knew she was seeing my putz and balls and ass.

I had just recently cleaned the basement of a lot of rubble and still in my half naked tee shirt only garb I went down and directed her to mop the newly cleaned up area. I stood there to superintend and she had the common full eyeshot of dick and testicle and sometimes as I turned to show her my ass. Again my rooster began to produce and she was sure to acknowledge its increasing size. I stayed the entire prison term until the imperativeness became too great and I went upstairs to watch out Sir Thomas More porn and eventually had to jerk my swelling cock with a huge gratifying load.

It wasn't often that I displayed my cocks erection to her but one first light I was sitting in the president in the living room with just my tee shirt on giving the cleaning gentlewoman a wide-cut perspective of my wooden leg spread apart and cock and nut. I was pretending to be reading the composition and I felt my cock beginning to grow. I usually didn't want her to see a broad erection thinking it might intimidate her but this sentence I let it go. My stopcock climbed straight up to my belly push 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 hawkshaw, she noticed it also. She turned to the kitchen where the remote 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 phone was gone and asked in broken English - telephone set ? I held it up and said me call, 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 porno after a curt jerk session blasted one of the bighearted freight in a long time. I dressed in my suit of clothes and tie, went downstairs ( I still had the earphone ) and walked to the kitchen and offered her the speech sound. She looked me up and down at my well tailored cause and said no. I handed her a 20 dollar sign bill and got a prissy thank you for the money !

Finally one Friday I stood half naked at the face door at the ordained time ( 7:30 am ) and the door opened. The cleaning dame was getting used to the eyeshot that greeted her, my short tee shirt not quite down to the crack in my ass. My naked ass and cock and balls on display for her. I gave her a legal brief show swinging my soundbox so my cock and balls 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 pretense to pick up an envelope on the floor giving her a view of my asshole and chunk dangling from behind. Then I put on my short pants 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 firm erecting pointed straight ahead and at an slant towards the cap. I walked right into the kitchen where the cleanup ma'am was washing mantrap. She heard me walk in and turned and looked at me. She let out a orotund gasp and straightened up and her centre fixed on my large throbbing cock. She never took her optic of off it until I said in a normal voice, right morning. I sat down on a BM, legs cattle farm apart erect cock and lump aimed in her direction. I had never been this boldface and was n't sure of her response. She had never seen my cock as concentrated, as long, and throbbing as it was this morning. Pre cum was seeable 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 cock. I had ten ten dollar bills in my helping hand and showed them to her. She looked puzzled when at the Lapplander time I brought her in good order mitt over to my enlarged stopcock. I placed her handwriting on my hard-on and wrapped her digit around the girth of my penis.

My prick was hot and hard and her script was cold but I felt her fingers wrap tightly around my erection. She immediately began stroking, almost as if she had done this many sentence before, perhaps she had. She felt the headspring of my dick as she slid her helping hand the entire length. She stopped a few times and gave a slight squeeze when she got to the theme of my dick.


Her stroking was divine, her rhythm was double-dyed. She also ran her index finger to the tip of my tool where the pre cum was now flowing. She took some of the pre cum and moistened the chief of my prick. Watching her finger gently massaging the tip of my cock sent touch sensation of pleasure throughout my body. I could only think of those fingerbreadth that were playing with my cock and balls were the cleansing Lady whose figure I don't even know. As she fondled my glob I could see an expression of pleasance on her brass. My orb must deliver felt like eggs in her hand and her hand started to feel quick and sensuous.

At one point I began to lunge my pelvis almost involuntarily as she stroked my pecker 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 body forward and held it there and then she continued her stroking. She also took her other hired hand and felt my ass rubbing both ass cheeks as she stroked. I do n't remember how many chance event it took but the feeling built and I approached the sharpness wanting to cum but wanting her stroke to stopping point forever. The shaft of my member would jounce up and down when she occasionally stopped stroking and patted the tip gently and she watched my peter bounce 5 or 6 in and then settle back at a nearly 45 arcdegree angle waiting for her hand to return. She then would again wrap her fingers around my gumshoe and slowly began another series of strokes. I could n't retain back my straits rolled back and my cock shuddered as I let out a huge groan and I began to spurt the largest, broad load I ever remember. I can't think the number of squirt of cum I shot but the spasms were uncontrollable. I felt tingling throughout my consistency. The hot load covered her hand and flowed out over the kitchen story. As I groaned in pleasure her eyes were all-inclusive open viewing the headspring of my rooster and it's flowing semen. As I was cumming she wrapped her early 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 stopcock. She managed a little grin and got some paper towels cleaning her hand, the base, 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 catch my cock and balls and gave them a gentle liquidity crisis with a smile on her font. I put the hundred dollars in her hand and muttered a mumbled thank you.

She put the money in her purse and continued her cleanup duties while I retired upstairs to shower and tog for work. Some 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 smile and a abbreviated bye and thanks for the money ! I had no thought what the next visit would entail .