Samantha – My New Cleaner
Sometimes I like to read through the local free ads as there are always some interesting people advertising a variety of things or services and if you read between the lines it can be a good source of opportunities.
I always like to sift through the ‘Work wanted’ section and at the very worst send out messages showing an interest and while it doesn’t always provide a reply I find I do get a couple every now and again and being a single guy living alone I find that needing a cleaner can often open a few doors.
Usually the ads are simple, like ‘Part-time work wanted’ or ‘Needing extra cash” or something along those lines and then they usually put something in the body of the ad explaining what kind of thing they are looking for and I always look for the words, ‘Anything considered’ as that can hide a multitude of sins and usually means the advertiser is open to offers or even happy to try something they haven’t actually done before.
The words ‘pocket money’ tends to imply the advertiser is a student and often willing to turn their hand to new things so I tend to look for the key words and then send an enquiry for something basic like a bit of cleaning and then if I get a reply then I can have a conversation with them and invite them over for a paid trial to see how keen they are.
So today a couple of adverts caught my eye which I sent back a generic reply in the hope of getting a bite but one ad stood out from the rest, “Needing Extra Pocket Money” was the title so I opened it up to read the small body of text, “Student needs extra pocket money, whatever you need doing I can help.. anything considered. Samantha”
Simple but effective so I put together my reply.
“Hi Samantha, interested in your advert and I am sure I can help you out. Firstly I need a cleaner for a couple of hours a week plus if you show willing then I am sure I can find some other things for you, let me know.. thanks. Frank”
A simple reply telling her that I may have other things for her depending on her willingness but also opening up the door to test the water on just how badly she needed the money and what she would do for it.
I always put my number which gives another option to reply instead of relying on the advertiser’s messaging system and find I get more replies that way, texting seems the most popular method so I had done all I could do for now and it was just a case of waiting for replies, if any.
It was later in the afternoon when I received an email notifying me of a reply from one of the advertisers and I just prayed it was from Samantha which as I opened up my mail I smiled to see that it was.
“Hi Frank, thanks so much for your enquiry, oh yes I am a dab hand at cleaning and would love to help you out, I have varied work experiences so if you have other things then we can discuss. I have a free morning tomorrow so can come then on my way to school for a chat, looking forward to seeing you around 8, Samantha x”.
This was an interesting reply for many reasons, she was willing to do other things and if she had a free morning she was coming early allowing plenty of time but what struck me was the ‘x’ at the end, hmm.. interesting.
On the surface Samantha seemed a fun girl and we exchanged a few more messages before it continued by text and I was building up a good rapport with her via the electronic communications, she knew I was an older man and nothing was putting her off. She even sent back an LOL emoji when I told her to take me as she finds me as I don’t wear much around the house so I was convinced that she had an incredibly open mind, she always ended her texts with one or two x’s. The last point to say is that when I told her the tops of the cupboards needed cleaning her reaction was that she hoped I would hold the ladder; awesome response and the morning couldn’t come quick enough.
I was up just after 7am in the morning and decided to put on my tatty old silky boxers and my big baggy tee shirt so that Samantha wasn’t confronted with too much too soon and after making some coffee I checked which cleaning materials I had, I was hopeful that some multi-surface cleaner would suffice and I had plenty of rag.
I took downstairs my rickety old step-ladder so everything was set for Samantha’s arrival and for some reason I was getting butterflies in my stomach. I quickly checked my phone and emails for any last minute cancellation messages and there wasn’t any nor any other replies to complicate things.
I stood in my kitchen looking out the window as the clock ticked up to 7.45am and I saw who I assumed was Samantha walking up the path through the estate and I immediately thought ‘WOW!’ and when she saw me she gave a warm smile and waved, she was a real cutie with shoulder length mousy brown hair and her uniform of white short sleeved short and rather short black pleated skirt complimented her slim to skinny figure.
As she got closer I noticed the top couple of buttons undone on her shirt which was probably forgotten in the rush and also noticed her skirt rolled up at the waist which seems to be the schoolgirl fashion these days having noticed the same thing with Rosie and Kelly and I was guessing she was of a similar age.
She couldn’t have been much more that 5 foot tall and I was hoping that cleaning the tops of the cupboards wouldn’t be too much for her. Her smile got bigger as she opened the gate and I went round to the front door to let her in. “Hello Frank” she said cheerfully as I opened the door, “I’m Sam” she continued as she looked me up and down in a purposeful way, “Oh.. I thought you said you didn’t wear much at home” she said giggling to break the ice and without even thinking of the repercussions I lifted up my tee shirt to show her my rather revealing shorts and luckily old Percy was behaving himself.
“Wow” she said giggling as she put her school bag down and took off her shoes, “Shall I take my socks off too sir?” she asked doing it anyway which I thought a good idea as being in socks wouldn’t help her grip.
We walked into the kitchen and I could see her looking around, “Oh good” she said smiling as she saw the old ladder and cleaning materials, “I’m glad you are prepared sir but is that thing safe?” she asked and I told her that it should hold her weight without too much problem, “But I can hold it for you to make sure you don’t fall” I said reassuring her of her safety, “Ok cool” she replied.
I poured some fresh coffee and we made some small talk while we drank it, I asked her if she had many replies and she told me I was one of two that she’d had with the other one from another retired guy who she hadn’t made any plans with him as yet but as I was first and I seemed nice she wanted to meet me first, I thought that was a good idea.
“Is it just here sir or do you have other chores sir?” she asked and it was obvious that she felt comfortable and was willing to do other things, “Well, if you want I will show you upstairs and maybe you can do the bathroom and maybe make the beds” I said thinking of other things that she could do especially as she said she had a few hours this morning so there was no rush either, I could even feel old Percy start to twitch at the prospect of having Sam’s company all morning.
I followed her out to the hallway and pointed up the stairs being the gentleman I am letting her lead the way and as she started to climb the stairs I realized just how short her skirt was especially at the back as being a few steps behind her I had the perfect view of the back of her slightly tanned thighs right up to the cheeks of her cute little arse, her white panties were tight between her legs and wedged inside her arse crack and straight away I could feel my morning wood returning, one thing for sure was I was going to enjoy holding the ladder for her.
I showed her the bathroom and she bent down to pick up my wet towel which gave me a peek down her open shirt and it soon became apparent that she wasn’t wearing a bra and I got a perfect peek at her little bee stings and it was like we had a freeze frame moment as she glanced up at me at the exact moment my cock pulsed under my shirt and there was no doubting that she saw the movement.
The problem I had was that wearing these tatty old shorts there was nowhere to hide any arousal as it seemed to prove as my cock started to rise and was forming a tentpole out the front of my baggy tee shirt, my only hope was that she didn’t notice however I knew she had seen it in the bathroom, her smile said it all.
We went back downstairs and I tried to make sure she was in front of me where possible because my cock was visibly rising although as we entered the kitchen she did look back and purposefully glanced down smiling.
“Shall I make a start then sir?” she asked so I opened up the ladder as close to the counter as possible and as she grabbed the cleaning materials I could see the apprehension on her face, “Don’t worry Sam, I am right behind you” I said softly as she started to slowly climb up the ladder and as I reached out to hold the sides it soon became apparent that with her being so small she would have to go up further in order to reach the back of the cupboard tops.
The hemline of her skirt was now right at my eyeline and I knew that as soon as she reached out my head would be up the back of her skirt and as she squirted the cleaner on the rag she reached forward and slowly started to clean the tops of the cupboards and not only did her skirt ride up she seemed to push her arse outwards and my face was pressed up against her arse cheeks, what made it worse was the cleaning motion of her arm forced her arse to wiggle so not only was there contact she was wiggling her arse against my face, her only concern was I didn’t let go of the ladder.
“Don’t let go sir” she cried out and I wasn’t going to do that with her pretty little arse cheeks in my face, in fact she was pressing back so much that I was struggling to breath as my nose got wedged between the cheeks so I had to open my mouth and my tongue inadvertently was now rubbing against the gusset of her tight panties, but I did my job and held the ladder tight.
I loved the fact that she was taking her time, she was obviously trying to impress me and even though I had the taste of cotton in my mouth and my nose pushed into her crack I was pleased she was being thorough and judging by the amount of reach she had I would say she could get all this done in two goes however with my cock throbbing and pushing out the front of my shirt I think getting down the ladder would be interesting.
“Are you ok down there sir?” she asked and with my head where it was it was difficult to answer coherently so my muffled “Yes” was all she got as a reply which seemed to satisfy her safety issues.
I must say though the taste of her cotton gusset was rather pleasant and while she continued to clean her movement pushing back on my face forced my tongue to push harder between her legs and at one point I even heard her give out a faint sigh.
After what seemed like an eternity up the ladder she announced that she was done for this part and as she started to come down she reiterated the need for me to keep a tight hold of the step-ladder and as she came down one step my head forced her skirt right up and my tongue was now running up the crack which I have to say was quite pleasant and she even stopped for a few seconds as my tongue pushed deeper into her crack, Mmm the taste was wonderful.
She started to move down one step at a time and before long she had come into contact with my protruding bulge and I thought there was no way she could get down without contact, I was right.
She was just two steps from the ground and I could feel my throbbing cock was right between her legs pushing hard against her young pantie clad pussy and I heard her moan softly, “Take your time Sam, nearly there” I said softly, “Take a breather if you want” I added giving her an excuse to stop her decline while my hard cock was pressed between her legs, “Thank you sir” she sighed taking me up on my offer.
After a good 5 minutes of having my cock wedged between her legs she finally came down and as I moved the ladder to a new position I could see her looking down at the tent pole that was prominent in the front of my tee shirt. With the ladder all set Sam started to make her way back up again, “Make sure I am safe sir please” she said as I gripped the sides like I did before, “Take your time Sam, no rush” I said softly as she started to climb the steps one by one until she again reached a comfortable level in order to reach the back of the units, once again my head was under the back of her skirt with her cute little arse again in my face.
“It may be better Sam if I hold on to your hips, is that ok?” I asked and after a second or two she replied, “Sure sir, whatever you feel is safest” so I put my hands up under her skirt and held on to her hips right about where the waistband of her panties were. As Sam reached out she again pushed her arse back against my face but because I had hold of her hips when she started to clean I was able to stop the motion of her arse wiggling or at least some of it however as I held her tight my thumbs seemed to pull her arse cheeks apart which forced my into her now widened crack. With a slight adjustment of my hands I was now able to have more of my hands against her arse cheeks so pulling them apart was easier and with her legs slightly apart I had better access to the gusset of her panties which were becoming looser due to the fact I was now holding her hips which inadvertently pulled her panties down a bit.
Samantha then reached right into the far corner of the units which pushed her arse out further and now my tongue was able to flick between her arsehole and the loosening gusset between her legs and I found that with a slight adjustment of my face I could get my tongue inside her now hanging gusset and I heard her moan softly as my tongue made contact with her sweet moist labia lips.
Because the motion of her body was slightly erratic and my grip was more on the waistband of her white cotton panties it was unavoidable that they would slowly slip down and it wasn’t long before they were halfway down her arse which not only loosened them between her legs but pulled the cotton fabric out of her arse crack so with her cheeks spread wide I now had full access to her shaded little starfish and all Sam could thing about was being safe and doing a good job, I certainly had no complaints thus far.
Sam’s movements seemed to stop as I now had my hands firmly on her arse cheeks pulling them apart and with my tongue flicking between her pouting arsehole and her moist labia lips I could feel her pushing back on me forcing my face even harder and my tongue into her, I could hear her sighs becoming more prominent as her pussy became wetter.
Finally after quite a while up the top of the ladder she announced she was ready to come down so I told her to take her time and take it one step at a time and if she needed to take a rest it would be advisable to do so.
As she started down I noticed that her panties were way down her arse and instead of holding the ladder I put my hands around her front holding onto her waist however with each step down she took the further up her body my hands went. Somehow my shirt had somehow raised up exposing my throbbing cock and as she stepped down not only were my hands now cupping her little bee stings but my exposed cock was now pushing up inside her hanging panties, I could feel her stiff nipples in the palms of my hand and as she took one more step down I felt my cock push in between her wet labia lips and the head was now inserted into her young pussy, “Take a break Sam” I said softly as I felt my cock slipping further into her, “Mmm yes sir, I think I will sir” she sighed softly as I gently squeezed her chest.
Sam now had hold of the top of the ladder and seemed to push down on me although her feet stayed on the same rung and this only resulted in my cock going further into her and as her legs were quite close together she was nice and tight however there was no way in this position that I could make any movements but it just felt nice being inside her.
“Are you going to go up and check my work sir?” she asked in a rather breathless voice, “I will hold the ladder for you sir” she continued and I felt that although I had seen her cleaning it would be a good idea to check it.
“Yes Sam, of course I will but are you sure you will hold the ladder for me” I replied as I pulled back allowing her to get her feet back on the ground and slipping my shirt back over my boner, she looked up at me smiling, “Yes sir, of course I will sir” she said softly as she had a quick glance down at the tentpole evident in the front of my short.
With the ladder being at one end of the counter I had a plan, “Maybe Sam it would be best if I go up backwards so that I can see the whole length of the counter tops” I suggested, “But it would mean you holding the ladder tight though” I added and I could see the excitement in her face, “Yes sir, I agree sir and don’t worry, I will hold the ladder tightly sir” she replied.
I always like to sift through the ‘Work wanted’ section and at the very worst send out messages showing an interest and while it doesn’t always provide a reply I find I do get a couple every now and again and being a single guy living alone I find that needing a cleaner can often open a few doors.
Usually the ads are simple, like ‘Part-time work wanted’ or ‘Needing extra cash” or something along those lines and then they usually put something in the body of the ad explaining what kind of thing they are looking for and I always look for the words, ‘Anything considered’ as that can hide a multitude of sins and usually means the advertiser is open to offers or even happy to try something they haven’t actually done before.
The words ‘pocket money’ tends to imply the advertiser is a student and often willing to turn their hand to new things so I tend to look for the key words and then send an enquiry for something basic like a bit of cleaning and then if I get a reply then I can have a conversation with them and invite them over for a paid trial to see how keen they are.
So today a couple of adverts caught my eye which I sent back a generic reply in the hope of getting a bite but one ad stood out from the rest, “Needing Extra Pocket Money” was the title so I opened it up to read the small body of text, “Student needs extra pocket money, whatever you need doing I can help.. anything considered. Samantha”
Simple but effective so I put together my reply.
“Hi Samantha, interested in your advert and I am sure I can help you out. Firstly I need a cleaner for a couple of hours a week plus if you show willing then I am sure I can find some other things for you, let me know.. thanks. Frank”
A simple reply telling her that I may have other things for her depending on her willingness but also opening up the door to test the water on just how badly she needed the money and what she would do for it.
I always put my number which gives another option to reply instead of relying on the advertiser’s messaging system and find I get more replies that way, texting seems the most popular method so I had done all I could do for now and it was just a case of waiting for replies, if any.
It was later in the afternoon when I received an email notifying me of a reply from one of the advertisers and I just prayed it was from Samantha which as I opened up my mail I smiled to see that it was.
“Hi Frank, thanks so much for your enquiry, oh yes I am a dab hand at cleaning and would love to help you out, I have varied work experiences so if you have other things then we can discuss. I have a free morning tomorrow so can come then on my way to school for a chat, looking forward to seeing you around 8, Samantha x”.
This was an interesting reply for many reasons, she was willing to do other things and if she had a free morning she was coming early allowing plenty of time but what struck me was the ‘x’ at the end, hmm.. interesting.
On the surface Samantha seemed a fun girl and we exchanged a few more messages before it continued by text and I was building up a good rapport with her via the electronic communications, she knew I was an older man and nothing was putting her off. She even sent back an LOL emoji when I told her to take me as she finds me as I don’t wear much around the house so I was convinced that she had an incredibly open mind, she always ended her texts with one or two x’s. The last point to say is that when I told her the tops of the cupboards needed cleaning her reaction was that she hoped I would hold the ladder; awesome response and the morning couldn’t come quick enough.
I was up just after 7am in the morning and decided to put on my tatty old silky boxers and my big baggy tee shirt so that Samantha wasn’t confronted with too much too soon and after making some coffee I checked which cleaning materials I had, I was hopeful that some multi-surface cleaner would suffice and I had plenty of rag.
I took downstairs my rickety old step-ladder so everything was set for Samantha’s arrival and for some reason I was getting butterflies in my stomach. I quickly checked my phone and emails for any last minute cancellation messages and there wasn’t any nor any other replies to complicate things.
I stood in my kitchen looking out the window as the clock ticked up to 7.45am and I saw who I assumed was Samantha walking up the path through the estate and I immediately thought ‘WOW!’ and when she saw me she gave a warm smile and waved, she was a real cutie with shoulder length mousy brown hair and her uniform of white short sleeved short and rather short black pleated skirt complimented her slim to skinny figure.
As she got closer I noticed the top couple of buttons undone on her shirt which was probably forgotten in the rush and also noticed her skirt rolled up at the waist which seems to be the schoolgirl fashion these days having noticed the same thing with Rosie and Kelly and I was guessing she was of a similar age.
She couldn’t have been much more that 5 foot tall and I was hoping that cleaning the tops of the cupboards wouldn’t be too much for her. Her smile got bigger as she opened the gate and I went round to the front door to let her in. “Hello Frank” she said cheerfully as I opened the door, “I’m Sam” she continued as she looked me up and down in a purposeful way, “Oh.. I thought you said you didn’t wear much at home” she said giggling to break the ice and without even thinking of the repercussions I lifted up my tee shirt to show her my rather revealing shorts and luckily old Percy was behaving himself.
“Wow” she said giggling as she put her school bag down and took off her shoes, “Shall I take my socks off too sir?” she asked doing it anyway which I thought a good idea as being in socks wouldn’t help her grip.
We walked into the kitchen and I could see her looking around, “Oh good” she said smiling as she saw the old ladder and cleaning materials, “I’m glad you are prepared sir but is that thing safe?” she asked and I told her that it should hold her weight without too much problem, “But I can hold it for you to make sure you don’t fall” I said reassuring her of her safety, “Ok cool” she replied.
I poured some fresh coffee and we made some small talk while we drank it, I asked her if she had many replies and she told me I was one of two that she’d had with the other one from another retired guy who she hadn’t made any plans with him as yet but as I was first and I seemed nice she wanted to meet me first, I thought that was a good idea.
“Is it just here sir or do you have other chores sir?” she asked and it was obvious that she felt comfortable and was willing to do other things, “Well, if you want I will show you upstairs and maybe you can do the bathroom and maybe make the beds” I said thinking of other things that she could do especially as she said she had a few hours this morning so there was no rush either, I could even feel old Percy start to twitch at the prospect of having Sam’s company all morning.
I followed her out to the hallway and pointed up the stairs being the gentleman I am letting her lead the way and as she started to climb the stairs I realized just how short her skirt was especially at the back as being a few steps behind her I had the perfect view of the back of her slightly tanned thighs right up to the cheeks of her cute little arse, her white panties were tight between her legs and wedged inside her arse crack and straight away I could feel my morning wood returning, one thing for sure was I was going to enjoy holding the ladder for her.
I showed her the bathroom and she bent down to pick up my wet towel which gave me a peek down her open shirt and it soon became apparent that she wasn’t wearing a bra and I got a perfect peek at her little bee stings and it was like we had a freeze frame moment as she glanced up at me at the exact moment my cock pulsed under my shirt and there was no doubting that she saw the movement.
The problem I had was that wearing these tatty old shorts there was nowhere to hide any arousal as it seemed to prove as my cock started to rise and was forming a tentpole out the front of my baggy tee shirt, my only hope was that she didn’t notice however I knew she had seen it in the bathroom, her smile said it all.
We went back downstairs and I tried to make sure she was in front of me where possible because my cock was visibly rising although as we entered the kitchen she did look back and purposefully glanced down smiling.
“Shall I make a start then sir?” she asked so I opened up the ladder as close to the counter as possible and as she grabbed the cleaning materials I could see the apprehension on her face, “Don’t worry Sam, I am right behind you” I said softly as she started to slowly climb up the ladder and as I reached out to hold the sides it soon became apparent that with her being so small she would have to go up further in order to reach the back of the cupboard tops.
The hemline of her skirt was now right at my eyeline and I knew that as soon as she reached out my head would be up the back of her skirt and as she squirted the cleaner on the rag she reached forward and slowly started to clean the tops of the cupboards and not only did her skirt ride up she seemed to push her arse outwards and my face was pressed up against her arse cheeks, what made it worse was the cleaning motion of her arm forced her arse to wiggle so not only was there contact she was wiggling her arse against my face, her only concern was I didn’t let go of the ladder.
“Don’t let go sir” she cried out and I wasn’t going to do that with her pretty little arse cheeks in my face, in fact she was pressing back so much that I was struggling to breath as my nose got wedged between the cheeks so I had to open my mouth and my tongue inadvertently was now rubbing against the gusset of her tight panties, but I did my job and held the ladder tight.
I loved the fact that she was taking her time, she was obviously trying to impress me and even though I had the taste of cotton in my mouth and my nose pushed into her crack I was pleased she was being thorough and judging by the amount of reach she had I would say she could get all this done in two goes however with my cock throbbing and pushing out the front of my shirt I think getting down the ladder would be interesting.
“Are you ok down there sir?” she asked and with my head where it was it was difficult to answer coherently so my muffled “Yes” was all she got as a reply which seemed to satisfy her safety issues.
I must say though the taste of her cotton gusset was rather pleasant and while she continued to clean her movement pushing back on my face forced my tongue to push harder between her legs and at one point I even heard her give out a faint sigh.
After what seemed like an eternity up the ladder she announced that she was done for this part and as she started to come down she reiterated the need for me to keep a tight hold of the step-ladder and as she came down one step my head forced her skirt right up and my tongue was now running up the crack which I have to say was quite pleasant and she even stopped for a few seconds as my tongue pushed deeper into her crack, Mmm the taste was wonderful.
She started to move down one step at a time and before long she had come into contact with my protruding bulge and I thought there was no way she could get down without contact, I was right.
She was just two steps from the ground and I could feel my throbbing cock was right between her legs pushing hard against her young pantie clad pussy and I heard her moan softly, “Take your time Sam, nearly there” I said softly, “Take a breather if you want” I added giving her an excuse to stop her decline while my hard cock was pressed between her legs, “Thank you sir” she sighed taking me up on my offer.
After a good 5 minutes of having my cock wedged between her legs she finally came down and as I moved the ladder to a new position I could see her looking down at the tent pole that was prominent in the front of my tee shirt. With the ladder all set Sam started to make her way back up again, “Make sure I am safe sir please” she said as I gripped the sides like I did before, “Take your time Sam, no rush” I said softly as she started to climb the steps one by one until she again reached a comfortable level in order to reach the back of the units, once again my head was under the back of her skirt with her cute little arse again in my face.
“It may be better Sam if I hold on to your hips, is that ok?” I asked and after a second or two she replied, “Sure sir, whatever you feel is safest” so I put my hands up under her skirt and held on to her hips right about where the waistband of her panties were. As Sam reached out she again pushed her arse back against my face but because I had hold of her hips when she started to clean I was able to stop the motion of her arse wiggling or at least some of it however as I held her tight my thumbs seemed to pull her arse cheeks apart which forced my into her now widened crack. With a slight adjustment of my hands I was now able to have more of my hands against her arse cheeks so pulling them apart was easier and with her legs slightly apart I had better access to the gusset of her panties which were becoming looser due to the fact I was now holding her hips which inadvertently pulled her panties down a bit.
Samantha then reached right into the far corner of the units which pushed her arse out further and now my tongue was able to flick between her arsehole and the loosening gusset between her legs and I found that with a slight adjustment of my face I could get my tongue inside her now hanging gusset and I heard her moan softly as my tongue made contact with her sweet moist labia lips.
Because the motion of her body was slightly erratic and my grip was more on the waistband of her white cotton panties it was unavoidable that they would slowly slip down and it wasn’t long before they were halfway down her arse which not only loosened them between her legs but pulled the cotton fabric out of her arse crack so with her cheeks spread wide I now had full access to her shaded little starfish and all Sam could thing about was being safe and doing a good job, I certainly had no complaints thus far.
Sam’s movements seemed to stop as I now had my hands firmly on her arse cheeks pulling them apart and with my tongue flicking between her pouting arsehole and her moist labia lips I could feel her pushing back on me forcing my face even harder and my tongue into her, I could hear her sighs becoming more prominent as her pussy became wetter.
Finally after quite a while up the top of the ladder she announced she was ready to come down so I told her to take her time and take it one step at a time and if she needed to take a rest it would be advisable to do so.
As she started down I noticed that her panties were way down her arse and instead of holding the ladder I put my hands around her front holding onto her waist however with each step down she took the further up her body my hands went. Somehow my shirt had somehow raised up exposing my throbbing cock and as she stepped down not only were my hands now cupping her little bee stings but my exposed cock was now pushing up inside her hanging panties, I could feel her stiff nipples in the palms of my hand and as she took one more step down I felt my cock push in between her wet labia lips and the head was now inserted into her young pussy, “Take a break Sam” I said softly as I felt my cock slipping further into her, “Mmm yes sir, I think I will sir” she sighed softly as I gently squeezed her chest.
Sam now had hold of the top of the ladder and seemed to push down on me although her feet stayed on the same rung and this only resulted in my cock going further into her and as her legs were quite close together she was nice and tight however there was no way in this position that I could make any movements but it just felt nice being inside her.
“Are you going to go up and check my work sir?” she asked in a rather breathless voice, “I will hold the ladder for you sir” she continued and I felt that although I had seen her cleaning it would be a good idea to check it.
“Yes Sam, of course I will but are you sure you will hold the ladder for me” I replied as I pulled back allowing her to get her feet back on the ground and slipping my shirt back over my boner, she looked up at me smiling, “Yes sir, of course I will sir” she said softly as she had a quick glance down at the tentpole evident in the front of my short.
With the ladder being at one end of the counter I had a plan, “Maybe Sam it would be best if I go up backwards so that I can see the whole length of the counter tops” I suggested, “But it would mean you holding the ladder tight though” I added and I could see the excitement in her face, “Yes sir, I agree sir and don’t worry, I will hold the ladder tightly sir” she replied.
4 年 前
I hope there is part 2
