Home alone you get on with the housework, looking in the laundry basket...is there enough for a load?
You take it to the machine and push the washing in, no it's only a half load, then you think I've been working hard these clothes must be dirty. There is no one else in the house so what the hell, you quickly strip off and add your clothes to the washing machine.
I have been out visiting customers for work and finished early, too late to go back to the office, I'll pop round to see my lover, get a cup of tea. I park outside, I know I'll sneak round the back and surprise her. I slip quietly round to the back door, it is ajar. As I sneak in I'm treated to a wonderful sight, there you are bent over feeding clothes into the washing machine, legs slightly apart I can see your pussy peeking through. I creep towards you then announce my presence "Hello lady is that the machine that needs servicing?" You give a squeal and nearly jump out of your skin. Turning round you see me then bend down again, "Can you see what's wrong?"