Samantha was thirty-eight and a senior executive in a finance company. Initially, she loved the job, but now, even though she was one of the most senior people in the office, she hated the pressure of the job and the responsibility.
Hannah was Samantha's assistant. She was twenty-four but was proving herself to be exceptionally good. She was happy to take on more and more responsibility and was even starting to go to client meetings by herself and was proving to be successful in obtaining new business for the company.
Samantha took Hannah out for lunch to discuss how things were going. It was over that lunch when Samantha had probably had a couple of drinks too much and started to open up about her desire to wind down. "The stress is really getting to me, Hannah," Samantha said. She then added, "I can never wait to get home and wind down."
Hannah asked because she was interested, "Tell me, Samantha, how do you wind down?"
Samantha blushed as she replied, "I can't wait to get home and get completely undressed. I then clean the house from top to bottom. I scrub the kitchen and bathroom, do the washing, ironing, dusting, and hoovering, and just wear myself out with the pleasure of the repetition of doing the same cleaning day after day. It is boring because it is mundane but is just what I need to switch off from everything I hate, particularly the huge stress of my job."
That took Hannah by surprise because when she got home she would quite often prepare for meetings the following day or the day after that. She would certainly be checking her emails and answering as many as she could. Yet here was her boss who she had always seen as the true alpha female in the office but now saw that maybe she wasn't. It worried Hannah as she set herself the target of being like Samantha and being a woman that everyone looked up to and respected, so could the same happen to her?
A couple of days after that lunch, a client had phoned up in the late afternoon and said they wanted an urgent meeting the following morning. The call was made to Samantha who then turned to Hannah and said, "Can you investigate this? I need to get home."
Hannah remembered the lunch and supposed Samantha wanted to get home to relax by doing cleaning again. She was certainly confident enough to prepare for the meeting by herself but still decided to have a joke with Samantha and said, "Of course I can, Samantha. However, I really need to get home early because my flat needs to be cleaned. I've got lots of washing that needs to be done and ironing, and the like. It's probably a good four hours of work."
Samantha really didn't want to do the preparation work for the client. She knew that she was going to be handing over this client to Hannah in any case and, therefore, saw this as an opportunity both to give Hannah that additional responsibility but also to wind herself down. She therefore replied, "I tell you what, Hannah. If you stay here and do that work and prepare for the meeting tomorrow, I'll go back to your place and do all the cleaning for you."
Hannah had meant it as a wind-up and really hadn't expected that response, but she was happy to take over the client and saw this as a good opportunity to do that. She wasn't sure whether Samantha was serious, but nevertheless opened her handbag, took out her keys, handed them to Samantha, and said, "You know where I live, so if you're happy to do that for me, then that would be really great."
Samantha smiled and didn't think twice as she held out her hand and took the keys from Hannah, and said, "Cool."
Even as Hannah was working away preparing for tomorrow's meeting, she did give some thought to what Samantha might be doing. She really couldn't believe that her boss was going to clean her flat, and just expected to find her flat to be in the same mess that she had left it in this morning, and that Samantha had gone to the wine bar. Nevertheless, she put that to the back of her mind because, after all, Samantha was her boss and she could've just told her to do this work by herself in any case.
It was five hours later when Hannah arrived back at the flat, knowing that her neighbour had a spare key so she would be able to get in. She did, first of all, press the bell for her own flat just to make sure that Samantha wasn't there. It was therefore quite a shock to hear Samantha's voice saying, "Hi, Hannah. It's all done."
Hannah really couldn't believe what Samantha had said as she quickly walked up the stairs and by the time she got to her flat the door was open. She was even more surprised to find Samantha standing there, fully naked, except for rubber gloves and a dusting brush. She was even more shocked to see that Samantha did have all the curves and that her pussy lips were shaved, and she could see that so were her legs. As she glanced up and down Samantha's curvaceous naked and clean-shaved body, she felt flutters flying around her vulva as she knew she did fancy her boss lady, and now more so.
Samantha saw the look of surprise on Hannah's face and said, "I think I told you that I clean my flat fully naked. It really is the best way for me to calm down after a hectic day at the office. Anyway, come in, and you can let me know if I have cleaned to the standard you expect."
Samantha saw how Hannah had looked her up and down and focused on her shaved pussy lips, and to emphasise how she liked to be fully shaved she lifted her arms as though dusting above Hannah's head but knew Hannah would see clearly that her armpits were also clean shaved.
Hannah walked into the flat and closed the door, and then walked from room to room and had to admit to being really surprised at just how clean the flat was. What's more, when she looked in the linen basket in her bathroom it was empty, and then checking in her cupboard she saw that all of the clothes were not just washed but ironed as well. In fact, it was all done to a far better standard than she could ever have done herself.
The last room inspected was the living room where Hannah sat in an armchair and Samantha stayed standing. Hannah thought Samantha looked nervous, and sounded it when she asked, almost tentatively, "Is it good enough for you, Hannah?"