I had recently started cleaning a new clients house every Monday morning, this particular client intrigued me. His name is Rob and seems to work in the tech industry. I have only met him a handful of times to exchange keys etc but something about him caught my attention. He is much taller than me, with broad shoulders and a kind smile… yet there is something in his eyes that tells me he might not be all that kind in the bedroom.
Today he was not working in his home office, so I assume he has gone to the office to work, I feel a little saddened by this but it gives me plenty of time to indulge my curious nature. As I make my way around the house dusting the furniture, I notice some photos of him on vacation at some resort in Mexico. In one particular photo he is only wearing a swim suit which is a little snug. I blush as the thought of what was under them crosses my mind. I carry on around the house looking at photos and ornaments. But I can’t help thinking back to my naughty thought of what was under his swimming shorts. My mind begins to wander a little further… a little dirtier too.