Maid in Manhattan

I was cleaning the house of my client as usual and having a pretty boring day.


I clean one house every week day and most clients I never see. An agency facilitates keys and money and I clean the houses. This particular client, I’ve never seen. He is working every day and I am only cleaning during the day time so it’s pretty much to be expected.

Well, idle hands are the devils playthings – so one day that I was cleaning at his house, I decided I wanted to try on this dress that I found lying in a suitcase.


It was a tight red dress. Very sexy. I had a lot of fun with it and was sure that no one would ever know, but then I heard someone enter the house.


I didn’t know what to say when the guy saw me, so I just smiled at him.


I had never seen my client before and he had never seen me before. I wondered whether he would even figure out who I was. I didn’t know what to do, but I was definitely looking for a way out. Some way to make sure that he would not know that I, as the maid, had been trying on this dress during my work hours.

I was taken by not only a bit of surprise, when the man lifted up my leg and started licking my pussy!


I was shocked but I didn’t push him away. I didn’t know what to do. I was so surprised and I didn’t want to do anything to let him know I was the maid. While he was licking away, my mind was racing to figure out what was going on.

I finally got it!

He had expected a call girl to be here, wearing this dress. Perhaps she wasn’t able to be here until later, which is why he was surprised too when he saw me. It made sense.

He started dropping his pants and I had to make a decision soon, one way or the other. I had never seen him before and chances are I would never see him again. If only I got away with this, this time, I would probably get to keep my job.

I decided to go along with whatever he had planned for me – which turned out was to fuck me.


“Yes, yes, yes!” he said with each push into me. He said it louder and louder each time. “Yes … yes”.


He pulled out and cum came out with it.

“Wow, thanks”.

“OK bye” I just said, wanting leave as quickly as possible. I hoped my performance had made him think that I was definitely not the maid.

“OK bye” he said and I was relieved for a second, until he said “But do a better job cleaning the kitchen next time!”

2 thoughts on “Maid in Manhattan”

  1. Good to see you back, mate!

    Would be nice to have a better posting rate tho, tbh.

    Take on one or two more volunteer writers, maybe?

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