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The Landlord Has a Key
It is Saturday afternoon, just after one o'clock and I am doing my
usual chores. Earlier in the morning I had dropped my car for service
and taken their courtesy shuttle home. The service company was not
scheduled to pick me up until four thirty so I set about doing the
dreaded honey do list; the only difference is that I am an unmarried
forty five year old male, so it is me that makes the list.
I am pretty nondescript, five foot ten, one hundred and fifty-five
pounds. I am not a tubby but I do have a bit of non-toned flesh on me.
My blue gray eyes and short mousy brown hair are like the rest of me,
ok to look at but nothing remarkable.
I guess the only thing that sets me apart from most middle age, average
guys is that I keep my house very tidy and I approach my chores a bit
differently. I watch the news over coffee until about eight a.m., and
then I start cleaning. This morning I had to drop the car so it was
nine before I began.
I start by parting my hair in the middle. Normally I part it on the
left side. Then I add a little mousse and tousle it with my fingers
until it has that "messy" look. A small amount of mascara and eye
liner, topped with red lipstick and I am ready to get dressed.
In the bedroom, I remove my jeans and golf shirt, both of which I hang
up to wear later when I do my grocery shopping. Removing my jockeys and
tee shirt, I toss them in the laundry basket. Naked, I stand before the
mirror. I keep myself completely shaved except for a "landing strip"
around my cock and as I turn this way and that I tingle at the thought
of my bath later where I will leisurely shave myself even closer.
Cupping my medium man boobs, (remember I said I have some non-toned
flesh on me), I thumb the nipples and watch in the mirror as they
redden and become stiff. Likewise, I can feel the blood slowly moving
into my six inch cock, which starts to thicken a bit.
From my dresser I take a pair of black suspender tights. Sitting on the
bed, I roll them and with pointed toes slip them over my feet. Bunched
now at my ankles, I extend one leg and slowly pull the hose up being
careful not to run them and keeping the rear seam straight. When both
legs are done I stand to pull them up to my waist. Adjusting them so
that the openings on the front, back and sides are where they should
be, I shiver again, seeing my half erect cock framed by the dark nylon.
Walking back to the dresser, I smile because I have already started to
walk differently; with shorter steps and a slight wiggle to my hips.
Pulling the full coverage white panty from the drawer, I run my fingers
over the multiple rows of lace adorning the front and back. Pulling
them on, I press my hardening cock down as best I can and trap it
between my legs, the panty helping to keep it there.
A slightly padded push up bra in white is next and because of the years
of practice; I easily slip it on and clip it. Pulling my man flesh up
and in, I run the tips of my fingers over the cleavage produced. For
those that care, I nicely fill out this bra which is a thirty-six, B
cup.
Walking back to the closet, I marvel at the comfortable restriction of
the bra and the sensation of my cock base being rubbed by the silky
panty. From it's hanger I remove the black and white maid outfit and
hold it up in front of me. Holding it by the ruffled straps, I lower it
to my feet and step into it. I pull the short dress up, settling it
around my waist before slipping my arms into the straps and adjusting
the bodice.
After adjusting the front so my bra is covered but my cleavage shows, I
check the mirror, delighted as always that the short skirt shows the
bottom of my ruffled panty and my stocking tops, even when I am
standing straight.
Reaching for the last tie into the closet, I remove my four inch black
pumps. These are the standard, classic pump and perfectly suited for
the outfit I have on. Setting them on the floor in front of me, I slip
first one and then the other foot into them. Again, because of years of
practice, I do not have to sit down to put my heels on.
Fully dressed, I head to the kitchen to start cleaning. The house I
rent, while not in the boondocks, is secluded and can not be seen from
the road or adjacent properties. As a result I do not worry about
closing the blinds, in fact as often as is possible I keep the windows
open to keep the house smelly fresh.
By ten-thirty, the dishes are done, the refrigerator is wiped clean and
the unused leftovers thrown out, the floors sparkle and the counters
shine. My cock of course is very hard by now, tucked nicely in the
panty. It is always that way because of the sound of my heels tapping
on the ceramic floors, the sweet feeling of the bra holding my breasts,
and the suspender tights that pull slightly with every step.
The two bathrooms are next and by eleven-forty five, they are as clean
as the kitchen. The only items remaining are the floors. Before getting
out the dust mop and the vacuum, I reach into my panty to pull my fully
erect cock straight up. I adjust the panty so that it holds it firmly
against my abdomen. If I don't do this, I know I will cum in the panty
from the friction of my thighs rubbing the sensitive skin of my organ.
I dust mop the hard wood floors first, going room to room, again
enjoying the sound of my heels tapping out their mincing little beat.
That finished, I unwind the long cord of the vacuum and begin the final
chore. Both bedrooms done, I move into the living room. Little of the
furniture needs to be moved so that task goes pretty quickly.
I bent over to unplug the machine and feel a tingle as the short dress
rides up, my stockings and pantied ass would be fully exposed if there
had been anyone there to see it. Straightening and turning away from
the wall, I am horrified to see my landlord leaning against the
doorjamb of the living room.
Landlord is not quite accurate, technically she is the property
manager; I have no idea who actually owns the house. As mortified and
embarrassed as I felt, I could not help but admire her. Even as I was
thinking my life was over, I could not help notice we were very similar
heels and that she looked quite fetching in her knee length gray skirt
and cream colored blouse.
She spoke first, "I'm sorry, I would have knocked, but I did not see
your car and thought no one was home. I was going was leaving your
lease renewal on the kitchen counter for you when I heard the
vacuum..."
"Um the car is in the shop for service." I managed.
I think in attempt to make me feel better, Carolyn said with a smile,
"Oh, well that would explain it. And your outfit would explain why the
house is always so lovely."
"I am so sorry, I mean I..." was all I could stammer.
"Don't be silly. There is nothing to be sorry for. I am the one who
barged in. What you wear in your own home is your business. And
honestly you do look cute."
"Carolyn, I am so embarrassed. I do it to relieve the stress of the
week" Trying to smile I added, "It does keep me focused on the cleaning
though."
"I imagine that a proper uniform for a job will keep your mind on it. I
noticed coffee in the kitchen when I put the lease down. If you would
like some company, I would love a cup?" She asked.
"Well, yes, I mean let me put this away and then change." I said,
motioning at the vacuum.
"Why don't you put that away and not change?" Carolyn suggested. "Like
I said you do look rather nice."
She turned and headed for the kitchen leaving me speechless. I quickly
wound the cord and stored the vacuum away and then nervously headed for
the kitchen, the sound of my heels loud on first the wood floors of the
hall and then the tile of the kitchen.
Entering the kitchen I found her sitting at the island counter. "I
waited for you." She said, "I thought you might enjoy serving the
coffee."
"Yes, of course." I smiled and busied myself getting out the cups and
the cream and sugar. I could feel her eyes on me the whole time.
Setting her cup before her, I held the back of the short maid skirt to
my butt as I sat. That did not go unnoticed either.
Sliding my lease toward me she broke the ice by saying, "I guess it is
good I have not filled in the lease yet."
Concerned she would not renew, I started, "I understand if you don't
want to renew. It is a shock. I would just like a little time to find a
place."
"Why would you move? She countered. "I just meant that Mark Wallace on
the lease is really not appropriate if you know what I mean. Is there a
name you like when you are dressed pretty?"
Staring at her with wide eyes I said, "Marcie". Rather quietly.
Watching me nervously sip my coffee she said, "Well Marcie, the way you
move, it is obvious this is not your first day dressed as a woman."
Laughing I said, "No, I have been doing it for about twenty years, ever
since a girlfriend in college teased me into a pair of panties."
"Are you aroused by wearing frilly panties? I mean now? Are you hard?"
she asked bluntly. I realized I was still hard and said so. "Is it just
from being a maid or do you have other outfits as well?"
Sensing a sincere interest and realizing I was sitting there dressed
and wearing make up, I decided to be truthful. "I have a pretty
complete wardrobe yes."
"Like lingerie and heels, dresses and nightgowns?" she asked.
"All of that and more. I have a weakness for stockings and garters, so
have more than I should. Heels as well." I admitted.
Laughing, Carolyn said, "No woman can have too many heels. Perhaps when
we finish our coffee you will show me?"
I nodded as she continued with what seemed to be a blush, "Are you
wearing a garter now?"
I answered.
Giggling she asked, "May I see them?"
Getting off the stool, I stood and embarrassed, raised the hem of my
skirt to my waist. Responding to her twirling finger motion, I turned
slowly in place.
Facing her again, I waited with my skirt up. Her gaze was locked on my
groin when she said, "That ruffled skirt quite effectively hides a
rather nice package."
Before I could respond, she reached out and ran the backs of her
fingers down the entire shaft of my hard cock, causing me to moan.
Removing her hand, she asked me to show her my other clothes if I did
not mind. I walked ahead of her to the bedroom, feeling her eyes on me
as I minced in my heels.
I opened the drawers of the dresser and she actually smiled and lightly
touched the silky garments there. After I opened the double doors of
the closet, I stood back as she inspected the contents.
The left side held a large assortment of men's shirts, suits and shoes,
while an equally extensive women's wardrobe took up the entire right
side. She complimented me on several dresses I had and smiled knowingly
at the array of high heels.
A few minutes later, I followed her out of the bedroom and into the
kitchen. When we got there she turned to me and said, "Marcie, would
you do me a favor please?"
"Of course, what is it?" I answered.
"Well just as you are aroused in your panties, I find that mine are
getting wet at seeing you like this. Would you object to undoing my
skirt please?" She turned away from me and waited. My mind whirled as
my cock throbbed.
I reached out and undid the button and then slowly lowered the six inch
zipper, my breath coming faster. As I parted the material, I sighed as
the lace waistband of her thong came into view. I lowered the skirt
gently to the floor, my face inches away from the soft nicely rounded
globes of her ass.
Carolyn stepped out of the skirt and turned to face me. As rose to a
stand I was treated to the sight of her trimmed mound behind the sheer
front of her panty. "Now the blouse please." She instructed.
I opened button by button to reveal her large C cup breasts in one of
the prettiest bras I have ever seen. As she slid the blouse from her
shoulders she looked at me and asked, "Do you like my underwear?"
"Oh yes they are beautiful" I said.
"Would you like to wear them?" she teased.
"I would be honored." I said.
"Well you will have to earn it then." She responded, sitting on the
front edge of the couch. She pulled her bra cups down to reveal large
pointed nipples which she began to slowly rub. "Do you like the taste
of pussy Marcie?"
In answer, I sank to my knees between her open thighs and ran a finger
tip along her outlined slit. Hearing her moan encouraged me to lean in
and place my tongue flat upon her mound. I dragged my tongue slowly up
and down her wet slit, causing the panty to slide slightly inside her.
Pulling her panty aside, I nuzzled my nose into the tightly cropped
hair on the mound above her slit. My tongue teased her wet opening
before sliding in like a small dick. Locking my lips gently on her
clit, I mouth fucked her pussy. Glancing up I saw her eyes were closed
and she was squeezing and releasing her tits while thumbing their thick
nipples.
Her right hand released her breasts and as her legs opened wider, it
came down to rest on the back of my head. "Eat my pussy Marcie. Good
girl. Make me cum." She moaned.
I began to lap her pussy, starting at the bottom and traveling its
length to her clit. There I sucked and used my tongue to stab at it,
rewarded each time with a moan. I closed my eyes as one of her thighs
encircled my head and her hand drove my face into her silky wetness.
So tightly did she press me that I did not hear her cum. I felt the
muscles of her abdomen clench, felt her lips flare and then tighten and
greedily lapped the large amount of juice that poured from her.
Carolyn released my head as I felt her relax. Raising my head I saw her
smiling down at me. "That was amazing!" she said.
"Thank you, I thought so to." I answered.
Laughing, Carolyn looked at me and asked, "Can you cook too?"
Smiling back I said yes.
"Would you like me to come back for dinner and desert?" She asked
seriously.
"That would be lovely.' I said from my kneeling position.
Running her hand over her now panty covered pussy she asked, "Do you
have an outfit that would look nice with this panty and bra set?"
"I do." I said.
"I definitely think you have earned it. She reached behind her and
unclasped the bra. "Slip my panty off Marcie." She instructed. I did.
Handing them both to me she said, "Wash them on gentle and wear them
tonight." She stood and asked me to help her into her blouse and skirt,
which I did. "I feel rather naughty dressed without any underwear on."
She giggled.
She sat down on the edge of the couch again and looked up at me
standing before her. "Did you cum too Marcie?"
Shaking my head no, she continued, "Step closer."
I took the one step between us. "Pull down your panty Marcie." She
instructed still staring up at me. I reached under the skirt and pulled
them down to my ankles. As I straightened she told me to hold my skirt
up.
I groaned as her left hand circled my thick, hard cock. "That is quite
nice. I think I am going to enjoy that tonight." She said as she slowly
began to stroke it. Her other hand lightly cupped and squeezed my balls
that were so full they were already tight to my body.
Looking up at me and locking eyes, Carolyn leaned in and took the head
of my cock between her lips. I almost came, so great was my need. Her
left hand grasped me by the base and stopped stroking, her right
continued to tease my balls.
I watched as she took more of my cock in her mouth until her lips met
her hand. Pulling back she repeated the action, taking me deeper then
backing off but never releasing my cock head. She finally took her
mouth off and began stroking again, agonizingly slowly.
Looking at me and smiling, I heard her say, "I wonder?"
Before I figured that out her right hand stopped their ball play and I
saw her insert her index finger into her mouth. She began to slide that
finger in and out as if it was my cock. Finally, she stopped and once
more took my cock head in her mouth. I closed my eyes at the glorious
feeling of her sucking again.
She pulled off and still with my eyes shut I heard, "Ready to cum
Marcie?"
"Please." I moaned. Once more her lips returned to my hard on. As her
sucking got tighter and harder, I felt her hand once more at my balls.
But she did not stop there. The finger I had seen her pumping into her
mouth, found the soft bud of my ass.
I could feel my orgasm beginning just at that touch. Carolyn slowly
slid that finger deeper. By the time she was at the third knuckle I was
groaning aloud and trying to push my ass down on her hand. I did not
have time to warn her. My cum jetted from my cock and into her mouth
and throat. I felt her sucking and swallowing as my cock continued to
pulse.
Feeling first her finger retreat and then her mouth slip off my
softening cock, I finally opened my eyes to find her smiling at me. She
pulled my panty back up and then stood up in front of me. Kissing me
gently on the lips, I could taste the salty tartness of my own cum.
Pulling back she said, "I thought you might like that."
"I did. I have never had anything there before." I blushed.
Lightly kissing me on the lips again, she said, "Remember to wash the
lingerie on gentle and wear something pretty for me. I will be here at,
what? Seven-thirty?
Taking her lingerie from her I smiled and said, "Seven-thirty is
perfect."
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