Caught Cleaning Girl Gets A Show Pt 03

The continuing story of a now blooming relationship with my cleaning girl. Will it become a full-blown affair?

It had been two weeks since I last seen Sophia, when she came to clean with other motives, brought on by a sexual awaking that I had helped unleash. I had spent a lot of time thinking about that visit and fighting to keep in check urges to continue the intimate part of the relationship. But once you have crossed that line is it even possible to go back?

I wondered if she was having any of these same feelings or has she been able to patch things up with her husband, and maybe decided to move on. Another week went by, and I was starting to try to prepare myself for the possibility of life without her on a sexual level. I would know soon, as I only had one week to wait until I can ask her to come and clean again.

I did not have to wait, the next day I got a text asking me if she could come over in the next couple of days and just talk if nothing else. I replied, but reminded her that she had cleaned for several other people in the neighborhood, and in fact that is how I found her. I reminded her that a lot of them, especially the many widows in the park like to gossip.

She then texted that she could come over and clean the next week as that would be close to a month. I am sure my neighbors do not keep a log of her visits, so I said OK and suggested that next Tuesday would be good for me.

That was 5 days away and I had a hard time keeping from thinking about her original comment "just talk." Well I tried hard not to try to read anything else into to that statement. Like for instance, does she now just want advice on her marriage, after all I suggested that we did not go too far and hoped for her sake that it would work out.

Tuesday came and I made sure I was showered, and even sprayed a little cologne on my chest. But did not dress in any special way, just some casual shorts, boxers and a pull over shirt.

I answered the door and tried to act like this was just a normal cleaning visit. She came in dressed in her normal cleaning clothes, and no sign of any bag containing the special sexy ones she had changed into the last time. I could not help but be a little disappointed.

She suggested that we talk first, and I offered her something to drink, and ended up pouring both of us some ice tea as we went to the living room to sit down. Again she sat down in the chair across from me, bringing back memories of the extremely hot show she had put on for me a month before.

She told me that she has not lost all hope of working things out with her husband but has made little if any progress. She thanked me for suggesting that we did not kiss or make any direct contact on the last visit. She said that was a very kind thing for me to suggest, and for us to have gone further could have made her efforts to work things out much harder. My heart was sinking at the thought I might never again get to enjoy the pleasures, that watching her strip naked and pleasuring herself had given me.

My hopes came back alive as she turned the conversation around and became very open about our past masturbation session. She said that she had to admit that though she had tried to patch things up, she could still not help but to masturbate to the memories of our sex show and imagined that it had gone further. She shocked me as she was very specific about the fact that while masturbating she imagined my hard cock in her mouth and my head between her legs, and that usually triggered an orgasm from the thought of it all.

I opened up to her as well, relating similar jerk sessions I had while thinking of her, and wondered if I would ever get the chance to pleasure her as I know I could.

She once again demonstrated the old saying that actions speak louder than words was surely true by getting on her knees at my feet. She loosened my belt and pulled both my shorts and boxers off, folded them and placed them on the couch next to me. She mentioned that I smelled good enough to gobble up. I was now bottomless, and she was still dressed. That had to change as I reached over and lifted up her top and removed it and revealing a very sexy bra with a heart on one of the cups. I quickly observed that it had a front clasp, I showed her my skills and had it released and off in seconds.

She wasted no time in getting my already semi-erect cock fully hard by stroking it and then licking the shaft and head till I was getting chills down my spine. She seemed to love sucking cock and even tried to swallow it, but started to gag and choke and retreated for a drink of ice tea.

I told her it was my turn, and told her to get out of the rest of her clothes and let me return the favor. I then stood and decided to join her in being naked, and removed my shirt, then gave her a hug skin to skin. I picked her up in my arms, showing her that I was not a weak old man, and I sat her on the couch and got on my knees. I reached for her round young ass cheeks and pulled her forward and lifted her legs up on my shoulders as I dived in to give her some oral stimulation.

I licked her clit first making sure it was excited before I parted her lips with my tongue and began to explore her hole. I extended my tongue as far as I could and began to tongue fuck her. I did not stop this until my tongue started to cramp.

I did not feel like we had reached a level in our relationship to engage in intercourse, even though my sexual desire disagreed. I would probably have had to ask about birth control if and when we got to that point, but for now my cock was needing more attention.

I stopped a moment and ask her how she felt about us pleasuring each other at the same time, and she said she would probably enjoy it as her husband was pretty one way about oral sex, and had only remembered trying it once in her college days. I suggested that I lay on my back on the couch and that she should mount me, as she was light as a feather unlike myself. I grabbed a throw pillow for under my head and assumed my position.

She crawled up and straddled my head with her legs and lowered her pussy I again grabbed her ass cheeks to pull her even closer. We wasted no more time as she mouthed my cock, licked the shaft and moved her mouth further down so she could mouth my balls first individually and then both at one time. She returned to taking the cock as far into her mouth as possible and pumping her head and face fucking herself with it.

This action with my cock made me start to realize that this session may come to an end much too soon.

I was starting to feel her pre-orgasmic tremors as well, and she was squeezing my head with her legs as I was squeezing her ass cheeks. I then realized that I was starting to cum and could not stop it. I tried to warn her of the event, there is a reason that you are not supposed to talk with your mouth full. I am not sure she heard but probably by then had a taste and decided to take it all in her mouth, and eventually I could feel her swallowing. We both began to lick up each other's remaining fluids, hers were tasty, and I wanted to lick up every last drop.

We both tried to dismount but ended up rolling off on to the carpet awkwardly and rolled over on our sides with our faces only inches away. She gave me a loving smile, and I could not help but wrap my arms around her pulling her tight against me. I gave her a real kiss, we exchanged tongues and just made out like to teens for a while before getting up off the floor.

I was really kind of speechless but forced myself to say how good it was for me, and to tell her how much I enjoyed pleasuring her. I balked at using the word love in any form and substituted enjoyed. She replied saying that she now knows that the experience of an older man pays off in sex, and that she wished her older husband had even some of mine.

We both cleaned ourselves up, and this time I sat at the table as she cleaned. We talked about life and her relationship while she cleaned the living room.

She stated that she did not want to wait another month depriving herself of the sexual satisfaction that I had given her. Then she said she decided when I was pleasuring her with my tongue, that she was going to have my hard cock in her, and she wanted it to be soon.

I thought this was my chance and mentioned that us men are not like women we do not start firing blanks after a certain age.

She quickly replied, "no problem I am on the pill" adding, "I would not take a chance of bringing a child into a such a fucked up marriage."

With that she stood up to leave she said, "after this afternoon I see no reason why we can't kiss goodbye now, and I hope I am not alone in wanting to take or relationship to a higher level."

She grabbed me by the sides of my shirt and pulled me down and gave me passionate kiss goodbye.

The prospect of just spending more time with her gives me a wonderful feeling inside, add the thought of making mad passionate love to her makes in almost unbearable to think it could be a month until we do.

End of Part 3, more to come.