"Ding dong" went the doorbell.
"Julia can you see who it is?" said Steven who had a splitting headache from drinking last night.
"Ding dong" the bell went again.
Steve reached out to wake his girl but hit all pillow. He blindly looked for her but did not feel her. He opened up his eyes to find her not in the bed with him. He looked at the clock and it was only 8am on this Saturday morning in January. "Must've went shopping." He thought to himself as he vaguely remembered her saying something last night about leaving early today.
"Bang bang bang!" went the door.
Steve shouted "I'm coming." He searched for some clothes to wear and couldn't easily find any and said fuck it and went to the door in just his boxers not even realizing his morning hard-on was pointing the way forward.
He swung open the door without much care to who it was and saw standing there a small woman wearing an overcoat black stockings and black slippers. She took a step backwards being frightened by the force he opened the door with.
She looked him over starting at the chiseled face and worked her way down observing the well defined arms and hair covered chest. She followed the trail of hair down past his six pack abs to the top of his shorts where his wood was now poking out at her.
"Can I help you?" Steve said rather rudely and trying to rub his eyes open.
"I'm sorry" she proceeded to say still looking down at his cock "I am the new maid. Anne. Your wife hired me. She told me to start today."
Exasperated Steve replied "Oh fuck. Why doesn't she ever tell me these things?"
"Sir?" she said shyly "Uhmm, you're pointing at me."
Steve looked down and noticed his dick sticking out and quickly spun around and apologized. Anne just smiled. "Well come on in Anne. May I take your coat?
"Yes. Thank you she replied as she allowed the coat to slip off her naked shoulders and into his arms. She was wearing the traditional French maid outfit; black and white with a frilly skirt and no shoulder straps or bra to support her breasts and the top of her nipples were barely visible. The top of her chest was bare and allowed Steve to peer down to see two C cup breasts pushed together by the dress, somehow not popping out from the pressure they seemed to be under.
Steve, all befuddled as to why Julia would hire a cleaning lady like her, asked "What agency are you from again?"
"I'm independent sir." She replied with a smile. "Your wife found me on craigslist and we had coffee last week and that is when she hired me."
"Did she know you dressed like this for work? And she is not my wife, she is my girlfriend and we live here together" he asked not realizing his cock escaped again.
"Oh sorry sir and yes sir she does know. Where can I start?" she replied.
"Anywhere I guess. I am going to get a drink and watch some television would you like some water?"
"Yes. Thank you."
When Steve returned he saw Anne bending at the waist, back turned to him dusting the T.V. stand. Her skirt was stiff and did not cover her ass as she bent over, instead it gave him a framed view of her bare ass and her vertical smile.
"Here's your water Anne." Steve said perplexed as to why his girl would hire her.
She turned her head to see him checking her ass out, stood up and walked over to him with the same smile still on her face. "Thank you" she responded while taking the water and began drinking it.
As she was drinking she spilled some water down her face and right onto her chest. "Oh dear; clumsy me she said as Steve watched the water go down her skin and make a trail right between her breasts.
Steve grabbed a facial tissue that was on the table next to him and went to hand it to her when she said with a puppy dog look raising her duster out with one hand and her drink with the other "My hands are full. Could you dry me off?"
Steve started with her mouth and worked his way to her cheek then down her neck. She inhaled deeply forcing her chest up and out inviting him to dry her there too. Steve slowly began to dry the top of her chests to no objection from her and the he started to dry her in the space between her chest.
"Sir." She said smacking him with the duster "What kind of girl do you take me for?" pretending to be upset of what he just did. Steve jerked his hand backed as he was still confused as to what was going on here. "Now sit down and enjoy the show..." she said as she turned around to continue her work when she looked over her shoulder and finished her sentence "on the T.V."
Steve sat down on the couch and adjusted himself accordingly. He didn't even look for the remote; he just stared at the girl in front of him cleaning his living room. She then stood up on the couch next to him and began sweeping the ledge above him.
She then stepped over him with one leg making Steven have to duck down a little. He looked up and there was her moistened snatch just inches away from his face.
"Just got to get this one spot sir then I will be out of your way." She said.
When she stepped off the couch she accidentally knocked Steve's hand spilling his drink on his to shorts. Frantically she apologized and grabbed some facial tissues and bent down between his legs and started patting his shorts dry making sure to touch his cock with every pat.
"This just won't do you will have to take these off to dry sir. Here let me help you." she said as she grabbed the waist band and pulled them to his knees in one tug before he could object.
"Oh sir, it is so much bigger than she described." She said with excitement.
"She?" he questioned her. "Yes your wi... I mean your girlfriend told me about your big penis but, I didn't think it would be this big."