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Naked Maid Service

by Papercup69


I was in need of some extra money and a friend of mine told about something a buddy of his used to do a few years ago. Naked maid service. I thought about it for weeks. It was risky and not exactly something I was into, but then again, neither was working at McDonalds.

I was 20 and trying to save money to go back to school. Working at McDonalds full time was barely covering my rent and bills. I needed to make some extra fast and easy. I did some research to find out how much to charge, what customers expect and how safe it was. Once I felt comfortable with the idea, I put an ad online.

Within an hour, I had 4 responses from interested men. All significantly older.

I re-read each email several times, wondering whether I wanted to go through with it. I'd never had any interest in men before so to willingly get naked for the enjoyment of a man felt strange to me. I considered myself mostly straight - maybe bicurious for a feminine guy. But the money looked good. My ad said I would start at $250/hr for basic cleaning and higher for tougher jobs like cleaning the bathroom, a full laundry load (wash and dry), and scrubbing the floors. All things I do on my own anyway and quite frankly, I don't mind doing and am good at.

One response was from a man who said he was 64, divorced, lived alone and interested in a regular weekly service that included dusting, sweeping the floors and making the beds each time, plus scrubbing the kitchen floor and the bathroom biweekly. I did the math in my head and that would be over $1000 a month.

I responded back to him and within 20 minutes I had a name, an address, a list of chores and a start day. I would go by on Saturday at 2pm.

Saturday afternoon came. I lived about 8 blocks from Gary's house so I walked. It was a cool fall afternoon. I had on a pair of jeans, a button-up and a hoody. When I arrived at Gary's, I rang his doorbell. I heard footsteps coming toward and the door opened. In the frame stood a tall, overweight man with a cane.

"Hello, you must be Aaron," the man said.

"I am. You're Gary?" I replied.

"That, I am," he said. "It's a pleasure." And he stood aside, holding the door open as he gestured me in to his house.

He closed the door behind me and locked it, nodding his head for me to step into the living room.

"You'll have to excuse the mess," he said, "of course, that's what you're here for, isn't he?" He laughed.

"That's right," I said, forcing a chuckle. It wasn't too late for me to excuse myself and leave right now, but Gary seemed friendly. Plus, an old man with a cane, how much harm could be cause?

"I had a bad fall last winter and my doctor told me to use this cane," Gary said, as he sat in his chair. "I tried to keep the place clean but it gets tough so I had to hire a cleaning company to come by every month. But they didn't do a good job and they prefer it if you're not home when they clean. Doesn't sound safe now, does it?"

"No, sir," I answered. I was feeling nervous and was glad Gary was stalling. Maybe he was nervous too.

"So, when I saw your ad, it sounded good to me. A cleaner who won't force me out of my own house. The other details are bonus," and he winked. "So, since this is your first visit, if you have time I'd like the whole deal. Sweep and mop the kitchen, laundry, bathroom and vacuum the carpets upstairs. How's that sound?"

"Sounds good to me," I said with a little too much enthusiasm.

"Good man," he said. "All your cleaning supplies are on the table in the kitchen. The laundry room is off to the side there and the vacuum is upstairs. Whenever you're ready."

I stood up and took a step toward the kitchen.

"You can leave your clothes here on the coffee table, Aaron," Gary said, eying me up and down.

Rather than drag it on, I stripped. Unzipped my hoody and took it off. Wanting to maintain a good impression, I folded it. Knowing Gary's eyes were on me but not wanting to make eye contact, I stayed focused on the hoody. Then I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, my bare chest and back exposed to Gary's gaze. I folded it and placed it on top of my hoody. Next, I unbuttoned my jeans, pulled them down and stepped out of them. Folding them up and laying them next to my shirt. I pulled both my socks off and rolled them into one and finally, I put my thumbs inside the waistband of my briefs and pulled them down and off, now stark naked for Gary's visual pleasure.

I heard him sigh. "Very nice," he said. I glanced up to see his eyes molesting my naked body, focused on my crotch. It occurred to me that I meant to trim my pubic hair. Suddenly I was aware of the thick bush that encased my flaccid penis. Not that I was concerned what a man thought of my bits, all the same I'd like to leave a good impression.

"I like a boy that keeps it natural," Gary said, as if reading my thoughts. Crisis averted.

"Thank you," I said shyly as I placed my underwear on top of my folded pants. "I'm going to get started now."

I started to walk toward the kitchen when I remembered he wanted laundry done. Good time management meant I could run the clothes washer while doing other cleaning. "Where's your laundry?" I called to him.

"In the basket by the machine," he called back. He really was prepared.

I stepped buck naked into his laundry room, started the washer and began loading his clothes in. Once that was done, I decided to start in the kitchen. I swept the floor and started filling the mop bucket with water and cleaner.

"Mind if I watch?" I heard Gary say behind me.

"Not at all," I replied. I realized I was enjoying the attention. Gary sat down in a chair at the table.

Once the mop bucket was filled, I grabbed a cloth, got on my hands and knees and started scrubbing. I could feel Gary's eyes burning into my exposed ass as I slid across the floor, washing each tile one by one. Soon I was near the table, washing the base of the tables and chairs. I felt a hand on my back.

"You're doing a fine job, son," Gary said as he rubbed my back. I kept cleaning, not wanting to offend him by moving away too swiftly.

After about 20 minutes, the floor was finished and my knees were sore. I'll have to remember to get knee pads for next time.

"I'm going to clean the bathroom next," I said, as I left the kitchen and walked up the stairs.

Gary was soon behind me, slowly walking with his case. He reached the side of the staircase as I was halfway up. I saw him look up to catch a glimpse of my penis flopping back and forth with each step I took.

I got to the bathroom and immediately started cleaning it. I could hear the sound of Gary coming up the steps, two feet and a cane.

Gary stood in the doorway as I wiped the shower wall, sink and around the toilet. I sprayed the mirror and wiped it down and scrubbed the floors like how I did the kitchen.

I finished up just as I heard the washer buzz.

Gary stepped aside to let me head down and put the clothes in the dryer.

"Come back up here when you're done, eh? I need you to fix something for me up here."

"Sure thing," I said as I walked by. Gary patted me gently on my ass.

No big deal, I told myself. I knew it would be part of the job. Of course an old lonely man would be horny. He could look and get a feel if he wanted, but that was it. I know some maids would offer more for money but I wasn't into that at all.

Once loading the laundry in the dryer and turning it on, I made my way back upstairs to where Gary was in his bedroom. He was sitting on his bed.

"I haven't been able to use my lamp in months because the plug came out. I kept forgetting to mention it to my old cleaners but I thought of it just now. Maybe you could plug it back in again?"

The cord of the lamp on his nightstand went behind his dresser. I looked back there. Looked like I could reach it. "I can try," I said.

I leaned in and stuck my arm behind the dresser, trying to fish for the cord. I couldn't quite reach so I tried my other arm. I had to squish my face into the wall a bit but I finally got it. I felt around for the outlet and plugged it in. I saw a light in the corner of my eye. I got it.

I felt a pair of hands clutch my waist as I got my arm out from behind the dresser.

"Your body feels so smooth," Gary whispered in my ear as he gently rubbed my waist and sides.

He guided me toward his bed, one arm around my hips, the other at the base of my stomach, just above my patch of pubic here.

"Maybe you can help me with something else," he said to me.

"I'm only here to clean, sir," I said, somewhat assertively but still shy.

"You'll get extra, I promise." he said.

"Thank you, but really," I protested.

Gary sat me on the edge of his bed and put his hand on my chest, pushing me back, gently but still much stronger than I expected he would be able to.

He lay on top of me so that we were chest to chest, mine bare to his clothed. He started to kiss my neck as he held my arms back with his hands.

Soon, he was positioned on top of me, sitting on my chest, his knees holding my arms in place.

"I haven't gotten a blowjob in so long," he said as he glared into my eyes, undoing his belt and pulling his zipper down. Out came his dick, hairy and veiny and about 7.5 inches. It was cut with its thick red head glistening from the light of his lamp.

He put the tip of his dick to my lips and pushed it in, thrusting his hips lightly against my face.

"That feels good," he said, as he pushed, his knees jamming into my arms with each push.

I tried to struggle as his dick hit against the back of my mouth, the musky smell from my grey pubes tickling my nose and my arms feeling sore from his knees. After ten minutes or so, he pulls out.

"Nice mouth you got there," he said, as he got off of me. He looked at my dick, which was hard at this point.

"Let me return the favour." And before I should say anything, his mouth was wrapped around my dick. All 5.5 inches of thin uncut dick was in his mouth as he quickly bobbed his head up and down, paying extra attention to my head with his tongue. I had to admit, it felt really good.

As he sucked me, I allowed myself to relax a bit and adjust myself so that I was fully on the bed. I was starting to feel myself getting close when he stopped.

"Don't want you to finish just yet. You still got work to do." He winked at me.

Gary gets off the bed but doesn't let me up just yet. His still-hard dick was pointing out from over his pants. He grabs my waist and rolls me over and quickly jumps on top of me again, this time holding both my arms with one hand. For an old guy with a cane, he was surprisingly strong.

I heard Gary spit a few times into his hand before suddenly feeling something against my ass.

"Just relax," I heard him say as he pushed his thick dick against my hole, slowly entering.

The pain shot through my body as he began to thrust his dick into me. Within a minute, he was laying on top of me, his pubes up against my lower back. He was fully in.

He pushed his 64 year old body against mine, each time breathing heavily on my neck and into my ear.

"Oh yeah," he'd say. "Oh fuck."

I stopped resisting and let him have his way, hoping he would be done sooner than later. He fucked my ass for a good 20 minutes and I started pushing back, hoping this would make him cum faster.

Soon, we were in sync, him pushing against me, me pushing against him. Then he let out a deep throaty moan. "Unhhh"

I felt his dick spasm inside me, once, twice, three times. He gripped me tighter with each squirt of cum his dick released, wrapping his arm around my chest, squeezing me. After another minute, he was done. He pulled his softening dick from my ass and lay down next to me.

I didn't move. I could feel his cum oozing from my ass. Gary sat up and looked at the sight in front of him.

"That was a nice lay, boy. You'll get good money for that one," he said, as he leaned over and stuck his tongue between my cheeks, licking up some of the cum that was trickling down my balls between my legs.

"When you're ready, come on down. The laundry should be finished by now. When you've folded them, you may leave. I'll leave your money on the table in the living room." And with that, Gary went downstairs.

I got up, wiped myself off with a cloth from the bathroom and then headed downstairs. My ass felt sore. Gary wasn't in the living room or the kitchen so I folded his laundry alone in silence. When I was done, I went back into the living room and saw an envelop on top of my clothes pile. I didn't open it, instead put it in the pocket of my jeans. I put my clothes on and left, not ready for the 8 blocks back to my place.

When I got home, I went to my room and opened the envelop. Inside was $500 and a note that said "Thank you for such a nice cleaning job. I will see you again next Saturday. You have a beautiful body and I enjoyed it very much. -Gary"


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