Cleaning services

During my normal morning routine, you know, brushing teeth, taking a shower, making coffee, preparing breakfast and so on, I noticed how dirty my house really was, as I moved around the different rooms I go into each morning. Dirty clothes, trash, dirt, misplaced things, cups and so on were everywhere. For how long has been the filth accumulating everywhere?

And so I decided I would need some extra help to take care of my dirty problems. However, I never expected this temporal aid to be more than just a facelift for my dirty bachelor pad. That morning, I left to work and all I could think of was the growing dirt in my house. Luckily, it was rare for me to have visits. Maybe that is why I am so messy.

While at work, I asked my co workers if they knew of any good, reliable cleaning service I could hire and they showed me different options. I settled for “married to cleaning” a company dedicated to cleaning house, like the name suggests. I called and a lady that spoke in a slow, tired voice answered me. She was probably an old lady, but she sounded quite lively, as if she was mocking me.

I asked for a maid to be deployed to my house and she said she would come the following day. I was in luck, because it was my day off and I could stay home with the maid and make sure she does her job. I have seen multiple times cases of maids stealing stuff from houses they clean, but my friends were keen in that this service was reliable and so I was confident.

The day at work was slow as usual, and I kept thinking about the filth at home, so I was pretty uneasy. I was excited about the maid coming, so she would clean finally. I think the last time I cleaned the house was over two months ago. After the day at work was over, I drove back home and saw with more clarity the true mess that my house was. I began to pick up some misplaced things to make the job for the maid easier the following day. It was the least I could do.

Little did I know I would be needed more than that for the maid’s work.

I took a shower and went to bed, and I woke up the following day at 8 a.m. The maid had not arrived yet, but about 15 minutes after I woke up, I got a text from the cleaning company that the maid would arrive in 20 minutes. I got dressed and ready, to be at least slightly presentable for the maid.

I went downstairs, to the kitchen, and poured a bowl of cereal to have real quick before the maid came. Right after I finished, someone rang my doorbell and it was the maid. I opened the door to see a slightly tall but shorter than me woman, with long blonde hair, voluptuous lips and boobs, and a maid uniform that was smaller than expected. It was also tight. She had green eyes and very well done makeup.

“My name is Rosalie” she said seductively, licking her lips after finishing, smiling as she walked in. “This is such a dirty abode. I have a lot to do here” she continued, looking around, bending slightly and I could only imagine she was doing this so I could see her pink panties. “I’m a bit embarrassed” was what I managed to say, as I followed her around the house while she was inspecting the whole place. “It’s okay baby boy, I have seen worse. I’ll be done in a wink” she said, then went to look for her cleaning products after giggling.

I just watched her as she cleaned the entire house, making it unrecognizable from it’s previous state. She cleaned efficiently and quickly, leaving the house sparkling like gold. I was amazed at her skill, and she finished in just two hours. She had slight sweat drops rolling down her face, neck and body and honestly, it looked hot. So I offered her some lemonade after she was done.

“I would love to. I am really tired, handsome” she said almost in a flirty tone, then I left to the kitchen with a smile. While I was busy squeezing the lemons, slightly distracted thinking about Rosalie’s body, she walked silently like a cat into the kitchen and hugged me from behind, startling me. “Just imagine I am not here” she said, and I was both weirded out and turned on. As I continued to squeeze the lemons, she moved her hands down to my crotch and grabbed my penis, which was hard under my pants.

“What do we have here. Do I make you horny?” She asked seductively into my ear. I froze in shock and stopped making the lemonade. “Quite so” I said, and she continued to massage my crotch. “Show me what you’ve got” her words made me turn instantly and begin to kiss her. She took her top off, revealing her big boobs which I began to squeeze right there. We made out as she undid my belt and took down my pants, taking out my cock quickly.

She bent down and began to suck it, and I held myself against the counter behind me. She gave real good head. Right now, I was feeling blessed that I was single and lived by myself, and that I had called a maid. She took down her skirt as she sucked, going up and down in speed. Then, she stood up and gave me a kiss, then stood against the counter, her butt facing me ready to be penetrated.

I didn’t wait for any more signals and went right into her warm pussy, which was already wet, and began to fuck her with force. “Oh yes, fuck me like I wanted” she said among moaning, and turned me on even more. I began to thrust into her harder, and her pussy kept getting wetter and wetter. She spread her legs as she stood in a missionary position, making it easier for me to fuck her.

I just kept fucking her, then pulled out to fuck her slowly in the asshole. She began moaning louder now, and after a while, I just came into her ass. As I pulled my cock out, semen began to ooze out of her asshole. “Good shit” she said, picking the cum with her fingers and sucking them. “My job here is done then” she said and began to dress up. I went up to my room, still shocked from what had just happened, to look for her money.

I went back downstairs and gave her the money, then she kissed me again and left. I sat down for a bit, to process what just had happened. I just fucked my maid. My co-workers would never believe this.

The following day, of course, I went to work and bragged to my co workers about what I had done with the maid. They laughed and said they liked that cleaning service because of that, and that they all had fucked maids from the company. I even found out some of my co workers had cheated on their girlfriends and wives with these cleaning ladies. I felt less guilty but also less special. Guess I know who to call when my house is a mess, and I won’t worry about cleaning it so it gets messy fast.