A few months a go I was trying to find a cleaner for my flat. I asked around at work and one of my colleagues recommended his cleaner, a hard working Polish girl called Martha he found at one of the local London agencies. He gave me the numbers of the agency so I could call to make an enquiry, but I clumsily left it in the pocket of my trousers and lost it in the wash. I felt stupid to ask for the number again so I went online trying to look for it. After a few attempts on the Internet, I ended up finding Martha on a website that was not quite what I was expecting. This Martha was tall, blonde, dressed in French Maid outfit, smiling suggestively in her profile picture. Her profile said she had just moved from Poland and would like to meet more people and to make new friends. It was the website of an escort agency in London, and apart from Martha they seemed to have a lot more beautiful girls dressed up in all different types of outfits, providing services perhaps more than cleaning your house....
I was actually quite pleasantly surprised to come across the website of this London escort agency. And as I read all the profiles of these gorgeous escorts, I started to get quite turned on by the idea of having a 'Polish French Maid' coming over to clean my house, and maybe more. I excitedly rang up the escort agency and booked Martha. Within an hour the French Maid was at my door. She greeted me politely with a big smile, and I was slightly melted by her cute dimple and icy blue eyes. I got her to hoover the floor, wash the dishes, iron my shirts, while I watched her. It was very interesting and entertaining to watch her as her outfit was very tight and revealing and the shiny pink satin made her pale skin glow in a healthy rosy tone as she hurried about in my flat. After half an hour or so, I told her it was time to clean my shower and that I would like to join her. I pulled her close and kissed her tenderly, she got a little bit surprised and then she kissed me back passionately. I tore her outfit off to reveal her beautiful curves.
My erection was hard and big and she held onto it firmly which sent waves of pleasure up my spine. Within seconds we got naked and jumped into the shower together. The steam from the hot water filled up the room and made the atmosphere very sexy. She offered to clean my body as well and I thought, why not, she was a 'cleaner' after all. She squeezed some shower gel in her hands, warmed it up between her palms, and smoothed the foam all over my body. She concentrated on particular areas, adding pressure to my back and buttocks, which was very soothing on my over worked muscles. Her delicate hands ran over my groin skilfully in a circular motion, up and down sliding my penis between her fingers. My whole body was shaking with pleasure, so I held onto her firm bottoms and started kissing her neck and breasts. She lowered herself to go on her knees, and put my swollen penis in her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around and her hands held onto the bottom of my penis so it could go deeper into her mouth. It felt so good that I very soon exploded. It was the best 'cleaning job' someone had ever done, the house was looking very clean and so was I.