I am a 24 year old man who lives alone. I have had a woman cleaning my flat for many years and her name is Dorothy. She is an outgoing lady, widowed, and in her late 50s. Quite often I am at home when she comes to clean. She often saw me work out in my training gear (shorts and tank top), and at first I thought nothing of it. But after a while, I developed a dark and overwhelming desire to tease her with my body. I knew that she sometimes peered through the doors when I was getting undressed and she often saw me in just my bath towel.
I found more and more that I wanted to perform a private strip for her, and every time she came round, my cock would go as stiff as a board and I would have to wank myself in another room.
Many times I fantasised that I would strip off for her on the kitchen table. She could then suck my cock all day and all night if she wanted.
One day, I finally plucked up courage and bought a skimpy G-string. It had to have been a quirk of fate that on that very day, she told me, while we were having a cup of coffee, that she had seen a naked young man on television and that she had found it quite a turn-on.
I told her my confession that I would love to be a stripper for women of her age, and have them do what they will with me. She told me she would find out who would be the right person to contact. At this point, I was in my bathrobe, with my little G-string on underneath. I stood up and asked her what she thought of my body, peeling off the robe to reveal my naked form, with a huge hard-on almost bursting through. I then bent over the table in front of her with my legs apart, showing off my bare buttocks with my balls hanging pertly for her pleasure.
She was very taken aback but also pleased to see such a lovely sight. I had suspected, from her occasional peeks into my room, that what she wanted was to get hold of a firm, naked young man. She made a few comments about what a nice body she thought I had and tapped me playfully on the bum (something she often did when I had my pants on). It felt so wonderful, her soft hand across my bare buttocks. I knew right then and there that I wanted her to spank, kiss, lick, and suck me all day. I took her by the hand, leading her to the kitchen table, where she sat on one of the chairs. I asked her if I could strip off for her, and she said it was my flat and I could do whatever I like. I was careful at this point to make sure I wasn’t going to offend her, but she seemed more than willing to let me continue. I knelt on all fours for her on the table, with my bum a mere few inches from her face. I asked her to undo the G-string, and she did, willingly and slowly. It dropped off onto the table, allowing my tight bollocks to dangle for her delight. I wiggled my arse for her and turned over.