Maid Service

 

You got the call and are driving over to the address to provide Maid Service. It is a house in the suburbs. Your maid’s outfit is tight across your breasts, accenting your cleavage. Your loose skirt is up around your waist, and you are enjoying your bare ass on the car seat cover, warmed by the morning sun.

You pull up at the address, it is a simple, single-family home. There is a car in the driveway, and you pull in behind it. As you get out of the car, you know that anyone looking out will see maid in a traditional black and white outfit, but anyone looking closer, will see your bare ass and legs and that your outfit is made of latex and PVC. You open the back seat and pull out your bucket, and caddy, both of which carry all of your supplies.

You walk up to the door, set down the bucket and knock. When I open the door, I am wearing polo shirt and slacks. “You are the one from the cleaning company? Come on in.”

You see a home that is obviously well lived in. ‘What is it that you need, sir?’ you ask, slipping off your shoes as you enter the house. Your feet feel the texture of the carpet.

I let out an exasperated sigh, “I have an online business meeting today, and I need this place cleaned up. My parents will return from their cruise tomorrow. This is their house and I have been living here for the past month. Let me show you the closet with the vacuum, brooms, and mop. While you are working, I will be in the office. Please clean it last.”

‘Of Course Sir’ and you see me looking at your cleavage. I glance at my watch and leave. You notice that the house is mostly clean, but the kitchen needs mopped, the living room needs dusted and vacuumed, and there are some items that seem to need straightened.

You start with the dusting. You bend and reach, feeling the texture of outfit on your skin. Your nipples get hard.

I leave the office to refill my water, I notice you leaning and bending. Your bare ass barely covered by your uniform. You hear me clear my throat, “You are doing a nice job, but can I ask you a question?” You stop and turn, your hard nipples are obvious in your tight top. ‘Yes, Sir?’ “Why are you naked under that?” ‘It is easier to clean myself after, sir. The same reason I am barefoot, so I don’t track dirt into your lovely home.’

I lick my lips as I think about what you look like naked. I swallow hard. “I'll let you continue. I just need some water.” I go the kitchen and refill my water bottle.

You finish dusting and vacuuming. You move to the kitchen, wipe down the counters, and mop the floor. You feel the difference between the carpet and the floor on your feet. You always enjoy how things feel on your skin.

All you have left it the Office. You see the door closed, so you knock. I yell for you to come in. You see me sitting at a desk with a laptop. I am wearing a headphone, there is a camera, but I have it turned off. The mic is muted and I tell you “The meeting is still on, so you can dust, but please don’t vacuum until it is over.” You agree. You notice that the office is a library, with lots of shelves and items on them.

You get your dusting cloths and your duster, then start on the shelves behind me. You hear me talking about acquisitions and budgets. Dusting from the top shelves down to the lower shelves. You then move to the next set.

As you stretch up, you feel my eyes on you. If makes you feel a bit sexy. So you dust in a slow, and exaggerated manner. You hear me still talking but as you move your hips back and forth, you hear me swallow loudly.

As you dust the lower shelves you keep your legs straight, showing me your ass and bare pussy. “Oh God that is lovely. I mean, yes sir we can do that, with no problem.”

Knowing that you are turning me on, makes your pussy wet. You take a large vase off the lower shelf, turn, face towards me, squat down and spread your legs. The loose skirt barely hides your pussy from me as you slowly wipe the dust of the vase in a slow stroking motion. You move your hips up and down a bit as you do it.

I reach down and adjust the crotch of my pants. I am obviously hard. I mute the mic. “Can you do a Special Cleaning, after the meeting ends?” You smile seductively and nod.

You put raise the skirt up, and flash me your smooth waxed pussy. I lick my lips as I try to focus on the meeting. You keep dusting and moving around the room. You are so turned on by the thought of me having to watch you as you finish dusting. You purposely raise your skirt over your ass so I have to watch your sexy bottom move back and forth as you dust. I unzip my fly and pull out my cock, and slowly stroke it under the desk.

I unmute the mic. “Yes sir, I think that if we focus on giving our clients what they need, they will be satisfied.” You turn and look at me. You smile devilishly, and pull your breasts free from your top. “Yes, I agree with the Chief of staff, that we need to focus on the clients’ requirements, and ensure they properly file all change orders.”

You lick your fingers and slowly rub your nipples.

“Yes, Sir, Change orders are time consuming, but it gives a trail that can be audited and followed. We want our clients to understand that when things are ‘hard’ for them we will pay special attention to their needs. We will do what we have to satisfy their last-minute requirements.” I am looking directly in your eyes as I say this. I slide to the edge of my seat and undo my pants. I slide them down and slowly stroke my cock.

I wink and nod at you. You crawl over on your hands and knees and get under the desk. My hard cock is ready for you to “clean and dust”. You slowly lick the tip. You feel the spongy texture on your tongue as you lick around it. Then slowly take it in your mouth.

“Yes sir. I think that Logistics is right, with proper marketing we could penetrate into areas that we previously hadn’t been. I am not saying that we forget what we are good at, but we can expand into areas we might not have considered.”

You lube my cock with your saliva and then you place my cock between your full round breasts. You have to be careful so you don’t bang your head on the underside of the desk. You slowly move your chest up and down, feeling the texture of my cock between your full firm tits. You pull your nipples as do this. This feels good but different.

I groan in pleasure as you do this. “I am sorry sir, I had to clear my throat.” you hear me say. And then mute my mic. “That feels so good. As soon as this is over I want to lick your pussy. Do you do anal? I so badly want to fuck your sexy ass.” You smile up at me. Wink and go to your caddy. In a special case you have your butt plug. You take your time and show me as you rub lube all over it.

I unmute the mic, “Yes, Sir. If we call Marketing, they might have a strategy already in place to probe and enter new markets. They might even have the contacts to lubricate the channels for easier entry.” At that you bend over and slide your plug in and out. Teasing your tight asshole. Showing me as the tip goes in… and then out. As you do this, you see me stroking my hard shaft again.

“Yes, I agree with Marketing. They already have to tools and the contacts. This will go in easier than you think.” And at that you pop your plug in place.

You crawl back over to suck me some more, and as you do it feels so good having your ass filled and you slowly crawl under the desk. You take my cock back in your mouth and suck it firmly. 

“Oh God.” you hear me say. “No sir. I was just thinking that maybe we need to table some of these discussions for next week, or do them as private one on ones later on.” You suck deeper and you taste my pre-cum. “Yes sir, I think we should stop for the day. We can resume later. Thank you everyone for you input during the meeting.”

I remove my headset and close my laptop.

I roll my chair back and pull you out from under the desk. I have you sit on the desk. Your bare ass feels where the laptop warmed the surface. Your buttplug adds pressure as I spread your legs, putting them on my shoulders. You feel my mouth on your smooth pussy. I grab your curvy hips and I hungrily lick up and down.

You feel my nose rub your mound as my tongue licks up and down. Your cunt is so wet. You grab my hair with one hand and pull a hard nipple with the other. You feel my tongue licking between your pussy lips, then thrust into you. My tongue feels firm and slick in your hungry slit.

I move one hand and you feel my finger push back your hood and rub your sensitive clit. That feels so good. You shift your hips. Your feel the plug in your ass, my tongue in your pussy, and me rubbing your clit. You pull my hair and your nipple in pleasure.

“Cum on my mouth” you hear me say. I rub your clit harder. It feels so good. You hump my face in pleasure. Your pussy pulses as you are closer to cuming. 

You pull my face tightly against you as you feel pleasure wash over you. “Oh you are such a good girl.” I say as your pussy lips pulse around my tongue.

I move back, pull you to your feet, and bend you over the desk. “I’m going to cum in your ass.” You shiver in pleasure as I press you down on the desk.

You feel me grab your butt plug. I slowly pull, then push. I pull a bit more, then push back in. It feels good as I work your plug in your ass. You moan in pleasure. “Yes. You want a hard cock in your big ass.” ‘Yes Sir, I do.’ You say with a moan.

I pull it all the way out, and place it on the desk. I open a drawer and pull out a small bottle of lube. I coat my cock in it. You feel me drip more lube on your open asshole. It feels cool as it drips on you. I rub it around and in. First one finger goes in and out. It feels good. You pull your nipples again.

You feel me work a second finger in and out, as I work the lube in and out. ‘Yes Sir, fill my ass, stretch me open.’ You say as you feel a third lubed finger going in and out. You reach down and rub your clit. I pull your hair. You feel my breath by your ear. “Yes, rub your clit so you cum. I’m going to cum in your slutty ass.”

You feel the tip of my thick cock slide into your lubed asshole. I work it in slowly. First the tip… then you feel the thick part of my shaft stretch your hole. And I work my cock in and out. Deeper with every thrust.

I thrust deeper and harder. I’m moving faster. Breathing harder. You rub your clit harder and I pull your hair again. “Yes, cum for me. I’m going to fill your slutty ass with my cum.” You feel me thrust and hold it. You rub hard as you feel my cock throb inside your ass as my cum shoots inside of you. You rub your clit and cum. Your asshole tightens and pulses around my cock as you cum too.

I whisper in your ear “You are such a good girl. You do such a good job, I will tip you extra.” I kiss your cheek as you feel my softening cock slide from your ass. You feel warm cum drip from your ass onto your open pussy.

I pull up my pants, pull out my wallet, and place a stack of bills on the desk. “I need to refill my water. Finish up in here, and you may go.” I leave the room, you tuck your breasts back into your PVC top and wipe my cum from you. You clean up the desk and wipe up wet drops from the floor. You pack up, grab the stack of cash, it’s a number of twenties. The last then you do is vacuum, and you leave. You call the office and tell them that the client is fully satisfied, and go to your next assignment.