A Cleaner With Benefits

Pure fiction

A CLEANER WITH 'BENEFITS'
Like most single men, everyday things like household chores like cleaning, washing and ironing aren't my top priority and things were getting a bit messy in my flat so when my neighbours called round one day and saw the mess and offered to do a bit of cleaning for me I was more than happy to accept. Little did I know that I was getting a cleaner with benefits, so to speak.
My 'cleaning lady with benefits' was Hazel Evans, a lady who lived in a flat above mine. She was, like me in her mid sixties, on the short side with shoulder length greying blonde hair and we quickly became friends. As the weeks passed she seemed to spend more time in my flat than she did in her own and most mornings would be early enough to make my first cup of coffee of the day and then would stay till late afternoon. It was like being married again but without the nagging.
She was quite pretty with, as far as I could see, a good figure, which of course, being a single man, aroused my interest. One morning she was so early that I hadn't even got out of bed. In her defence, I'd had night out with the lads and had a wee bit too much falling down water and was having a lie in. I was still half asleep when I heard her open the front door. ?Are you in Mike?? she called out. Without thinking I called back that I was still in bed, expecting her to go straight to the kitchen, but instead, the bedroom door swung open. I was half out of bed with the covers thrown off me when she stepped into the room.
?Oh my God,? she gasped when she saw my early morning woodie then laughed. ?You want to be careful with that, you'll poke somebody's eye out with it.? Then she turned and walked out of the bedroom and I heard her in the kitchen making coffee. I slipped a pair of slacks and tee shirt on and went and joined her. Normally my morning hard-on doesn't last very long but knowing Hazel had clocked it kept it hard and when I got to the kitchen her eyes went straight to my groin and I saw her smile. It was at that moment that I knew my cleaning lady was going to take care of more that just my washing and ironing.
It was mid summer and she was dressed in a short, thin, summer dress and when she bent down to get the milk out of the fridge it pulled up, just showing the crotch of her cotton knickers. Now it was my turn and I laughed and said, ?You want to be careful, bending over like that, I might take advantage!? She looked over her shoulder at my groin and laughed. ?I said you might poke somebody's eye out. But.... Mmmm I don't know.? ?That's it,? I said, and walked over to her and pushed her dress up over her arse. She stopped laughing and looked over her shoulder at me. ?What are you going to do?? she asked. I slid my hands between her legs and cupped her cotton covered cunt lips. ?I'm going to take you back to the bedroom and I'm going to poke more than your eye out.?
She didn't offer any resistance as I led her down the hallway back to the bedroom and when I pushed her back on the bed, she pushed her knickers down and opened her legs. She had a nice plump mound with just a bit of greyish, blonde hair above her puffy outer lips and I could see her inner lips between them, all soft, pink and shiny. She lay watching as I removed my tee shirt, trousers and boxers, then smiled. ?Mmmm nice!? she said, as she looked at my fully erect cock and opened her legs even wider. I could now see her glistening, wet fuck hole and I didn't waste any time in sliding my knob into it. She gasped as she felt it pushing into her surprisingly tight opening. ?That's it Mike. All the way, push it right up. I've waited long enough for it.? She put her hands on my arse cheeks and pulled me into her. ?Now,? she gasped, ?fuck me now Mike.? I pushed in as far as I could, until my balls were pressing against her arse cheeks. ?Oh yes,? she groaned, ?Fuck me, fuck me hard,? she begged, and I did just that.
Sadly, since I hadn't had sex for almost a month, I came more or less straight away but there was plenty of it and Hazel seemed to enjoy it. I apologised for coming so quickly but she just smiled and said, ?Don't worry about it Mike, I had an orgasm before I even got to the kitchen. Just the sight of your cock made me come.? After that Hazel went back to her chores and I watched morning TV.
That afternoon I had to go out and when I got back Hazel called me from the lounge and I went straight in to see what she wanted. As soon as I walked through the door I didn't have to ask. She was laying on the couch with one leg stretched along the length of with her other foot planted firmly on the floor. Her knickers were off again and I could tell from the way her fingers were glistening, she'd been playing with herself. It was obvious that she wanted me to fuck her again but that juicy flower between her legs was just too tempting and I quickly stripped off and knelt down and buried my face in her soaking cunt lips. She tasted as good as she looked and I spent over a ten minutes feasting on her juicy cunt, drinking down every drop of cumm she produced.
When my tongue and jaws got tired I got onto my knees and guided the tip of my cock into the entrance to her fuck hole then pushed in as deep as I could and gave her a really good, long, hard fucking. My earlier climax meant I was able to keep it up for a bit longer this time but she was so wet and my cock felt so good sliding in and out of her tight hole, that I was shooting my second into her after just five minutes.
After I'd finished and my cock went soft and slipped out of her she looked down at it. ?That was better, Mike,? she said, ?but I have another chore to do now.? I thought at first that the fun was over for the day but, she sat up and pulled my cock towards her. ?This is my favourite cleaning job,? she laughed as she slid her lips over my knob and sucked and licked me clean and of course I got hard again. ?Mmm, we can't waste that can we?? she said as she got up of the couch and sat me down on it then stood astride me, her cunt poised over my cock and lowered her herself onto it. She sat on my lap and fucked me for what seemed like an age but two climaxes in one day is rare, three would have been a bloody miracle and I didn't come this time, but she used my cock to fuck herself to three more orgasms until even she'd had enough and finally got off me. Her cunt juices were literally pouring out of her as she pulled her knickers back on.
It had been a wonderful day and when Hazel finally went home, I sat there not believing what a sexy treasure I'd found. Hazel still does my household chores but now she has extra duties, which are much more fun than ironing.