The cleaning lady, the one that I had been having a really great time with playing our little game of her checking out my cock, decided she was going to have to quit for a while to take care of her husband. He had been sick for a long time and had started getting worse so he couldn't take care of himself. She felt her place was with him for now.
She suggested the name of a lady that she didn't know but had heard she was looking for work through a friend and that she was pretty good. She made a call and got the ladies number for me. She said that if her situation changed she wanted to work for me again. I told her it would always be open for her anytime she was ready to come back. I sure didn't want to lose someone so into wanting to look at my cock and see it respond to her attention.
I called the lady the next day and we talked for a while. She sounded older than the previous one but had a really nice bubbly personality. I liked her instantly. I explained the work she would be doing and if she felt it was too hard for her to handle that was ok as we could make some adjustments. We set up a regular time for her to work and hung up.
Finally the day came for her to be there. The doorbell rang right on her agreed starting time. When I opened the door there stood this really great knock-out of a forty something black woman. Her hair was neat and she was perfectly dressed. Her outfit fitted nicely to a near perfectly shaped body. I invited her in and once inside we stood and talked for a few minutes. As we did I looked her over and she surprised me by the way her eyes roamed over my body lingering at my crotch which now had a nice bulge showing plainly in my pants. This, I thought, might be even more interesting than the other one.
I went upstairs to work on taxes while she started in the kitchen. As I worked I could hear her rattling pans around for a while and then the sweeper running assuring me she was good and diligent and didn't waste any time. I finished up the forms finally and decided to see how really interested she was in looking at my cock. I put on a pair of running shorts that were short and a little snug so they showed the outline of everything but looked like I wasn't just exposing myself outright. No underwear of course. I headed downstairs and walked into the room where she was working.
To my surprise she was now working in a skimpy running outfit with nothing obviously underneath either the shorts or the top as everything showed through the thin material. She looked up and noticed my shocked look and laughed. We both obviously must have had the same thoughts. We looked each other over and I became totally hard while she stared at it. Gawd, she was hot. The nipples showed thru the material like there was nothing there and were pointing out like they were really aroused. We both looked each other in the eye and made instant connection.
"You like what you see?" she asked.
"Oh gawd yes. You are really hot."
"I noticed your response to me when I came in while we talked. You obviously liked what you saw as you got a really nice bulge in your pants."
I was shocked she was being this blunt with me so soon. She must have been wearing that outfit under her other clothes as she carried nothing in but a small purse.
"You must like what you see now by the look of that long hard bulge in those shorts. I'm flattered, being as old as I am, that I turn you on like that. You do have a nice package there. You should be proud to show it off."
Exactly what I was thinking as she very deliberately looked at my crotch from time to time as we talked. I couldn't take my eyes off those big beautiful tits practically showing through the material, leaving nothing to the imagination.
"I better get out of here and let you get back to work before we let this go too far. But I'm curious. Why did you change?"
"Oh, I'm very open minded and think there is nothing to be ashamed of in exposing our bodies. I'm not a nudist but I do enjoy working with no clothes on in homes when there are just men around. That's why I wore these under my other clothes. I hope you don't mind me working in them."
"Oh no. Of course not. I enjoy being naked around the house too but I am uncomfortable working that way. Something keeps getting in the way so I at least wear tight briefs so I am more comfortable."
"As big as that thing looks in those shorts I bet you do," she said while laughing loudly. "And feel free to go around here anyway you want. It won't bother me. And honey, I know I will enjoy it too."