1. The Cleaning Lady


    Date: 1/10/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Transgendered, Author: jdm320, Rating: 89.9, Source: sexstories.com

    apologized. I then realized in the excitement, that I was standing in the middle of my kitchen in my boxers. I politely and apologetically excused myself and went back to the bedroom. I slipped on a t-shirt and sweats and went back to try to convince this lady that I was not monster. By the time I returned, she was in the living room and had continued with her duties. Now that I had calmed down, I began to notice the woman bent over in front of my coffee table. Ivana was tall for a woman, I would say 5’9, and looked to weigh about 160-170 pounds, but with her height, she carried the weight very well. She was dressed in loose pants and a matching shirt, I assumed her uniform, but even with the loose pants, her bubbly butt was noticeable. As she bent over, the pants tightened around her ass. As I looked, I did not see any sign of a panty line. The thought of her wearing a thong, or no panties at all, began to make my cock swell. Ivana was in deep concentration with her work and did not realize I was there until she had worked her way around the coffee table so that she was facing me. Before she noticed, I was able to look down her loose fitting shirt. Her breasts were not very big, but the firm looking mounds were confined in a pink lacy bra. As her hand wiped around the table, they barely moved. When she rose back to a standing position, she saw me looking at her. She blushed as our eyes made contact. The color coming to her face highlighted the softness of her cheeks. “Sorry ...
    about earlier, my wife didn’t tell me you were coming.” I said apologetically. “Its ok Mr. J, you are never here, so I did not think to announce my arrival.” She replied, adding a pretty smile to let me know I was off the hook. She continued to clean, and ask me questions about my family, my job and just anything she could think about. I figured that she had a lot of time by herself, so the company was welcomed. After a while, I found myself assisting her, while we talked. All the time, I was taking in her almost flawless beauty and body. There was something different about this woman, but I could not figure it out. As we worked together, I found out that she was single and working to save money for fulfill her life long dream, but did not reveal to me what the dream was. Not being one to pry in others business, we changed the subject. She was telling me about all her adventures that she had while working with the cleaning service. She literally had me crying as she would always put a comical swing to each of her stories. We worked our way up the stairs, to the bath room and my kid’s rooms. The more she talked, the faster she cleaned. The more she clean, the more open she became, and the more I was getting turned on by watching the way she carried herself. I had never been so turned on by any other woman, other than my wife. When she would kneel and look up at me, I would image my rigid cock parting her full red lips. I know I should have left her to complete her duties, but ...
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