Probably a good idea to read part 1 first!
I arrived at Jack's office at 9:30 the next morning, at the same time as other "maids" were crowding into the little office. Apparently topless maids were in high demand in our little city. There was a lot of chatter and laughing until Jack stood up and quieted the group.
"Alright let's see your uniforms." and with that the girls all started stripping, I was a bit behind in the process because I could not help but think how weird this all was. By the time I had taken my breasts out of my bra almost all of the women were already naked, with some keeping their panties on.
Jack went down the line of women handing them each a piece of paper with the name and address of their customer. The payment money was also folded into the paper. I had noticed that some women seemed to get only $100 while others clearly had another $50 bill as well.
Before Jack reached me I had figured it out, The girls who had stripped naked were getting the nude jobs and the ones in their panties were getting the topless only jobs, a little code.
Everyone seemed to be having a really good time as Jack moved down the line of girls occasionally feeling their breasts, pinching a nipple, slapping an ass or even sliding his fingers over the exposed pussies.
When Jack got to me he said "Welcome back.", handed me my piece of paper and took and extra moment to squeeze my heavy hanging breasts.
The girls were now getting dressed and talking about their assignments and one by one heading back out to their cars. I tucked my $100 bill into my purse and looked at my little piece of paper. On it was written the name Sam Labroo with an address just around the corner from my townhouse and the word "topless".
Sitting in my car it finally hit me. I was going to go to a strange house, strip, clean the house and probably watch the man jerk off. I had to laugh at the absurdity of it, but I was very happy to have that $100 Bill in my purse.
The address of Sam Labroo was actually in the same townhouse complex as mine just a few blocks away. I was excited and nervous as I rang the bell. The door opened quickly and I was greeted by a big "Hello" as if we were old friends. Then it hit me that I had seen Sam many times on the playground and that Sam had a daughter about my sons age.
I was not sure if Sam knew i was there to strip and be his maid, and we both stood in the doorway. After a brief moment I reached out my hand and introduced myself.
"Janice Egan, I'm the maid."