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The cleaning job
( The bisexual awakening of a young married woman)
A partly fictional story based on my second hand retelling of anothers experience.
Hello, my name is Renee, I am married and 30 years old. When I was 23 I had made the decision to start cleaning homes to earn some extra income. One of those homes belonged to a Mrs. Amelia slater, she was an executive vice president with one of the bigger corporations in our community. Her home was a rather large two-story colonial. Her husband was a military man, a major, and was deployed overseas in Germany. Amelia was in the area of 40 to 45 I would say, she kind of gave me a vibe of Courtney cox, although she had blonde hair and wore glasses.
I had been cleaning her home now for about 12 weeks, and it would take roughly three and a half hours to clean the house.
Apart from the first time when she showed me around the house and explained what she wanted done , handed me a key and then left . I was alone in her house while she was at work.
Among my duties were cleaning out the bathrooms. The master bath had a bathroom with a large walk-in shower. In the shower was a panel with a number of sprayers and a handheld sprayer along with a shower head.
When I would clean this shower I would often take my shoes off, stepping inside and spraying down the tile with the cleaner, then wiping it all down with a cloth and rinsing it with the handheld shower head. The last few times I did it, I managed to get cleaner on my clothing which created bleach spots which I wasn’t very happy with!
And yes, I did wear old clothing but we were on a limited income and I couldn’t keep buying new clothes.
I decided that what I would do is remove my jeans and lock the bathroom door. I stepped inside wearing my t-shirt bra and panties and started spraying, wiping down the tiles and then grabbing the handheld sprayer. Every time I had used it previously it was a gentle shower, however this time the dial was set for pulsating spray. I could feel the pulse of the water through the handle as I held it and I held my fingers up to the water, there was a massaging effect.
As it continued to spray the walls my mind began to work, wondering what it would feel like on me.
After I finished spraying the walls I ran the sprayer up and down my legs.
It felt good!
Then I stepped out of the tub and removed my panties and top. Stepping back in wearing only my bra I started the shower head back up. First I ran it up and down my legs again eventually making it to my clit, It was amazing!!! It didn’t take long for me to begin reacting to it holding the head up to my clitoris I used it as a sex toy.
In short order I had a climax!
After I was done I quickly finished up got myself dried off, got dressed and stepped out.
I found that I couldn’t wait till the next week because I wanted to try it again it felt so good !
The next week rolls around and once again the house is empty. I repeated the same thing I did the week previous cleaning the shower but this time wearing nothing all my clothing laying on the floor.
Once again I masturbated with the shower head the pulsation of the water strong and arousing., Quickly bringing me to orgasm. Still leery of getting caught I got myself dressed, stepped out of the bathroom and finished cleaning.
Returning the next week as I cleaned the master bedroom before heading into the bathroom . I was wiping down the nightstand next to the bed. I found a small bottle of flavored lubricant. My husband and I had used different types but I had never heard of this brand. Popping open the top I put a little bit on my fingertip rubbing it together to feel how slippery it was, then smelled it. It was a tropical fragrance. Touching my fingertip to my tongue , it tasted fruity. Without thinking I pulled open the drawer of the nightstand which was slightly ajar already and put the lubricant inside. As I looked I noticed there were a few sex toys.
I know I shouldn’t have, but then again I shouldn’t have used the shower head either!
but I began to rummage through the drawer picking each one up and inspecting it. I flipped the switch starting a few seeing the movements that they made and feeling the vibration levels.
Well, I thought to myself, her husband is overseas I could see why she would need these. And I had a vibe myself.
After a few minutes of investigation I had everything back in the drawer and closed going on with my job.
Entering into the master bathroom I closed the door behind me. Removed all my clothing excitedly, and stepped into the shower when an idea struck me. I wonder what it would feel like to use one of those toys.
I went back and forth in my head trying to tell myself not to do it, but the curiosity was too strong.
Pulling the bathroom door open, first peeking my head out and creeping across the floor completely naked. I looked into the drawer and found a large replica of a penis that I had held in my hand while rummaging through the drawer before. When switched on it would thrust and vibrate. I took it back into the bathroom with me closed the door behind me and turned it on. First I ran it up and down over my clitoris and eventually slipped it inside. I hadn’t even cleaned the shower but I turned on the shower head with the dildo pushed inside of me thrusting and doing its magic, holding the shower head I began to pass it over my clitoris then up to my nipples. I had never gone this far before but I was lost in pleasure. Very quickly I had a massive orgasm. As it subsided I couldn’t help but go for another. Once again running the pulsating shower head over my nipples and clitoris the dildo thrusting in me.
The next orgasm was more intense!
Enough I said to myself I have to stop this!!!
Getting myself dried off and dressed after I cleaned the shower and walked out.
…..I forgot the dildo, I had set it down on the edge of the sink and walked out leaving it there.
I finished with the rest of the house and as I was on my way home I realized what I had done. I couldn’t remember if I put it in the nightstand or not.
………….. Shittttt!!!
I turned myself around and headed back to the house. My heart jumped to my throat. Her car was in the driveway.
Nervous and not knowing what I should be doing I reasoned that I hadn’t been gone that long, she probably hasn’t gotten past the kitchen. I went to the front door and nervously rang the doorbell.
The door pulled open and there she stood looking at me appearing surprised and wondering why I was there. I fumbled with my words making up a lame excuse that I had left something undone upstairs that I needed to take care of. She let me in and I walked up to the master bedroom and into the bathroom.
The dildo was gone!!
………Shit!!!!! Maybe I did put it in the drawer.
Walking out of the bathroom I went to the nightstand and quietly pulled open the drawer.
Not there.
….Panic
Now extremely nervous I walk downstairs to see Amelia on her couch legs crossed dildo in hand.
Looking for this???
FFFFuckkkk I think to myself.
She read my expression.
Yep that’s right. And it was still wet, Smelled like pussy!!
Upstairs Renee…. NOW!!
She stands up walking towards me. I turn to head up the stairs climbing slowly.
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