Pauline
I wrote in the last chapter how Ricardo, besotted with the passion of Melissa, forgot he had another client to service the following morning.
Like Melissa, she was a new client and he did not want to put her off. Although the title of his business made it seem there was not just him, he simply wanted to impress, but his aim was to take on another employee to assist him, but it was still early days and anyway, he wanted to make quite sure the successful applicant would have all the know how about satisfying his clientele, in a way they would want to keep coming back.
With Melissa being so demanding he realised he could not do with employing another operator but somehow he had to work a way to fir both women in.
He decided to phone Melissa and gingerly ask if he could make it in the afternoon instead of morning.
"I don't know about that," she said. "I don't know if I could hold on that long after yesterday. It will be okay if you make it as early as you can Ricardo. I will be wearing something very special I know you will like."
"Thanks Melissa, you are a gem."
"I know that - so you had better make sure you turn up and finish off what we started yesterday."
"Of course Melissa, I will be there as soon as ever after lunch."
"No before lunch, I will cook something very special and evocative for your liking."
Ricardo took a deep breath and made for Pauline's place. She was the wife of a famer but had no qualms about enquiring after his 'exclusive'; service asking if he could come round at nine, after the hubby had left for market. She certainly put her cards on the table but, not wanting to get into a problem, he was primarily reluctant to take her on
"No worries there Ricardo, we have an open marriage, Just get your ass around here and you will be well rewarded."
Well that sounded promising, he'd seen a picture of Pauline which she sent on email and it was apparent she wasn't of a shy disposition. She looked good for her age and no doubt about it, openly admitting she was in her very early fifties, but she looked least ten years younger, or was it just an old picture? She was no oil painting but what the hell, given the impetus, which usually mean some sexy response from a client, Ricardo was right there with his cough drops as they say.
Well his business was ain its early days and he was keen to promote it. He'd studied just how many women used the dating sites and there was a genuine need for so many lonely women out there to want a casual relationship. He had the qualifications, his attitude and his way with women had scored many times and so he figured why not put his charms to good use and bring in the dollars. And besides, what more could you wish for than to do something you really enjoy and get paid for it.
Ricardo enjoyed women and no doubt about that. He was interested in Women of all ages, as long as they had the zest for fun and a good time basically. They didn't necessarily need to be great on the eye or have the perfect figure, he'd had some unsatisfactory sex with women you might think had it all, going by their figure and the like, but then Ricardo knew that women didn't not have to be perfect by any means and he had enjoyed some darned good sex with women one wouldn't look twice at in the street.
Drawing up at the country farmstead Pauline stood on the doorstep welcoming him with a very warm hug and he was in no doubt what he was there for, and it wasn't just for the nude cleaning, the way she looked at him said everything and she was obviously impressed.
"Well there is plenty wants cleaning here," she said with that look in her eye showing him the large kitchen area and it seemed everything was smothered with grease.
"I just haven't got around to Spring Cleaning this year, I am thinking quite frankly fuck it, because Jack, he is my other half, who I guess is fucking his mistress right now. But then on seeing your advert I thought again, and boy! You seem just right for the job in hand."
There she was, that look again, glancing downwards as she said that.
"Well that's it Ricardo, do you want the job or not? It's yours for £50 a morning or whatever, and an awful lot of 'goodwill' from yours truly," she said, placing her hand on his shoulder in a very provocative way, allowing her finger tips to tease the side of his neck.
"Right, I shall get to it, just let me know where the cleaning materials are and I will waste no time."
"And you do it nude, is that really correct, as your advert suggests?"
"Of course, I feel much more comfortable working, but of course if you would like me to wear just something down under I will, gladly do so."
"Maybe just a loin cloth would be exiting Ricardo, I would really like that. I have this thing about sweet guys like you wearing loin cloths, and I love the idea of something being left to the imagination, don't you?"
Ricardo smiled wistfully. He had already sussed her. She was a woman who liked to indulge into some titillation and he liked that.
"That'll be fine; it is just that I don't own a loin cloth sorry."
"That is absolutely no problem at all, I just happen to have one upstairs, would you like to come up and try it on?"
Into her lush bedroom she showed him the gear. He'd give it a try of course he would, if that is what his client wanted then it was his job to please. Come to think of it he'd never worn one before, should he keep his undies on or what was the question.