Brenda quickly held the duster in front of her crotch and started toward the hall. “I think I’m done dusting in here,” she said with a level of cheer in her voice that told me she was trying to hide her embarrassment. “I’ll tidy up the bathroom and then be on my way.”
I sat on the couch for a minute, still stunned at the conversation we’d just had. I closed the Reddit app on my phone. (The livestream was now a completely different person dressed as Luigi, playing retro video game theme songs on a recorder. Upvote.) I walked down the hallway to the bathroom. I could hear Brenda humming, something I would soon come to learn that she only does when she is in a very good mood.
When I came around the corner, I froze. Brenda was on her hands and knees again scrubbing the tiles, but her khaki shorts were on the floor and a bright red thong was sitting on the edge of the sink.
Brenda was cleaning the shower floor wearing only her blouse.
I stepped in the doorway, staring at the beautiful, round ass in front of me. When she heard me walk in, she hummed a little louder and arched her back so I could get a good view of her pussy. I took a step closer, glancing at the creamy white stain on her thong by the sink. She was ready.
I pulled my cock out of my shorts with one hand while feeling her wet pussy lips with my other. She was warm to the touch, and my fingers came back sticky with cum. “You’re doing a very good job in here, Brenda,” I said while lining my dick up with the tight pink hole in front of me.
“Thank you so much,” she said nonchalantly. “I’ve been sure to clean in here extra well ever since I started noticing your cum stains on the wall of the shower. You know, after the time you stared at my backside from the hallway.”
For a split second I was embarrassed, but then I realized I didn’t have to be. Brenda and I were both standing half naked in my bathroom, and she had just told me I could use her body whenever she was cleaning. She was about to see my cum again. I said, “Thank you for doing such a great job.” And then I plunged my cock deep inside her warm, wet pussy.
Brenda’s body immediately tensed up and her humming went up a few octaves. She was obviously surprised at how big my cock was when she saw it on the couch, but it was a whole different story having it inside her now. It barely fit. If she hadn’t been dripping with her body’s lubrication, going in this quickly probably could have even been painful for both of us.
It wasn’t though. It felt incredible. It felt so good that she had stopped cleaning my shower and she was now rubbing her clit with her hand. “Brenda, please stay focused,” I said with a devious tone in my voice. “I know you have a few other stops to make today.”
She took her hand off her clit, apparently not aware I was half joking. “Yes sir. I just need to clean the sink and then I am ready to go.” This only made me harder.
I pulled my cock out so she could stand up. Her cum dripped all over the spotless floor. I led her to the sink and bent her over again, this time at a more dramatic angle that somehow made her pussy even tighter. She started to moan when I entered her. “I think you may have accidentally left something of yours on the counter,” I said as I stuffed her damp thong in her mouth. “Smrry,” she managed to say through the cum-soaked underwear.
I was soon slamming against her firm ass again and again, and I knew I was getting close to cumming. She was half-heartedly using a rag to wipe the faucet when I reached up and the buttons of her shirt open to reveal her breasts, which were almost falling out of her red push-up bra. With every thrust, all I could think about was how I could be doing this every week.
Hell, I might even have to start making the house a huge mess so she’d come more than once a week. So we’d both cum more than once a week.
At this moment, Brenda’s legs started to shake and I could hear the sounds of an orgasm starting to come from her gagged mouth. Her pussy quivered and she reached back, trying to keep me inside her.
I had other plans. I pulled out at the last moment and planted the shaft of my cock firmly between her ass cheeks and pointed the tip directly at the mirror above her head. She must have been surprised because I felt her asshole clench against the base of my dick. I shot an enormous load of cum, leaving a huge white streak on the mirror in front of us.
I took a step back to admire my work. To admire her work.
Brenda’s juices were running down her legs. She slowly took her thong out of her mouth and took a deep breath. “Almost … almost done cleaning,” she managed. We locked eyes in the mirror, in between the dribbles of my cum that were running down the glass.
She leaned forward and caught the drips of cum on her tongue before they reached the sink, never once breaking eye contact. She licked up the mirror slowly, lapping up every drop of my cum. Well, almost all of it. Some got smeared on her gorgeous c-cup tits.
And then I heard her swallow.
“All clean,” she said with a grin.
“I don’t think this room has ever looked this good,” I said. I was telling the absolute truth.