Clean

I get along with my apartmentmate Martha, but since we’re both working women and active on weekends, we don’t keep the apartment as neat and clean as we’d like. We never seemed to be able to find the time to put it right and clean it that really needed it, so that we despaired to ever get it back together. I heard a colleague of mine talking about a friend who had hired someone to help with the cleaning and I immediately realized that we should. I discovered the name of the cleaning lady and arranged to hire her for a Saturday that Martha and I would devote to our task. With three of us working, we should be able to do miracles in one day.

Well, Saturday arrived and the woman came to our door at 8:00. You can see we were serious. I hadn’t met her and she turned out to be a young black woman named Being Letty. She was long and angular but muscular and she had quite a breast - she reminded me of some female Olympic stars.

We went straight to work, but Martha and I got into a fight about what to do first, and soon we had a fight instead of working. I looked at Letty embarrassed, but although I thought it would help if I withdrew, Martha took the stupidest positions and I couldn’t help it. Soon Letty said she had a suggestion. She said she was in her regular job under the supervision of a cleaning team and had a lot of experience in planning such cleaning projects and suggested that we take her in charge. She said if we put her in charge, she’d make the apartment look so good. We were immediately sold on the idea. We told her to give the orders.

To my surprise, the first thing she did was tell us to change! We were dressed in old jeans and sweatshirts, but she said we’d get too warm. She took us to my bedroom and picked out clothes for me: A short cut and an old teeshirt. She asked me to pick a tee shirt. That I didn’t need, then she ripped it off so my midriff popped up. Then she made me change, there for them, which was a little embarrassing. She said I didn’t have to wear a bra and that shoes were redundant since we were in the apartment. Then we went to Martha’s room and she had Martha dress the same. Then she gave us our first duties and went to work herself. It occurred to me that she wasn’t dressed like that, wearing a janitor uniform dress like she was, but I had to admit that her dress looked cooler than the sweat shirts we were wearing. I have to admit that she was a hard worker - she got almost as much done as the two of us, even though a little of her time was spent inspecting our work and giving our assignments. In a way it was nice not to think about things, just follow orders and soon Martha and I searched for her for everything we did – go to her for a new job when we finished one, and jump to her every command.

By noon we could look at our apartment and see that we made good progress. Martha and I are usually very casual about lunch, often skip completely, but Letty had none of that! She had Martha make sandwiches in the kitchen, and even then I said I wasn’t going to eat, she insisted. She said if she wanted good work from us in the afternoon, we should have a good lunch.

After lunch she worked on us again, and eventually the apartment really took shape. Finally around 6:00, Letty told me to get three beers out of the fridge and sit down and say we’re done. We sat there, sweaty and dirty, drank our beer, and Letty said she had to take a shower before she left. We agreed to talk a little more, and when we finished our beer, Letty suggested that Martha and I shower first. Actually, it was more of an order, and as strange as it was, Martha and I looked at each other and decided who would go first. Then Letty told us to take a shower together. We did it again. What can I say?

It was weird showering with Martha. We do not parade naked to each other much less shower together, but our bathroom has a good shower that is suitable for two very easy. When we were finished and got out of the shower booth, we discovered that Letty was in the bathroom, with one of our extra large beach towels. She told us she would dry us and immediately wrap the towel around us! She pushed us together when she dried us with the towel around us. Being pressed against Martha was almost too much for me to take - it made me think a little more about Letty, but I also have to admit to a sensual feeling that made me wonder about myself! I certainly had no idea about it with Martha to do! Well, soon late Letty us standing in the back while she was taking us down and I was almost paralyzed, wondering what was going on. There I was, my back and ass pressed against Martha’s, ideas flying through my mind!

Then Letty touched me - the towel was wrapped around us but she had her hand under the lower edge of my cunt! And I realized I was wet! I was speechless and breathing hard, and by feeling Martha’s back against mine, I could see she was in exactly the same condition. Letty knew what she was doing with her fingers, and soon I came. I felt Martha doing the same thing.

Since we were standing, at least I was in danger of falling, but Letty held us and didn’t let that happen. After a few seconds to breathe, she told us to shower again. She led us to the shower stand, turned the water on us, and in a minute she was naked, following us in! I couldn’t believe how beautiful her breasts looked, and in a second, she had pulled my head to one of her breasts and I sucked away with her hand behind my head. Martha was on her other chest. Soon I felt Letty’s hands running through my body, then playing with my nipples, and then reaching back to my cunt! I kept sucking. Soon I came, and in real danger to fall! The water sprayed us all. Letty got Martha and I on the floor and soon I lay on the shower floor next to Martha. I felt Letty walking her hands over my back and ass. Soon she started working seriously on the tear of my ass, then she pushed a finger up my asshole! I was excited again and came back soon!

Then Letty turned off the water, pulled us out, dried us up again, this time fairly quickly, and took us to my bedroom and made us both kneel over the side of the bed so that our bodies lay face on the bed next to each other and our asses and legs hung from the edge. She also tied a cloth to my eyes like a blindfold and I could see that she did the same to Martha. Then she told us she’d take each of us away one by one, and she’d hit us ten times as fast as we came. Almost immediately I heard Martha breathing hard, then harder and harder, and certainly enough, when she was at her height, 10 hard blows to her ass! Then she was fingering again. She did both my cunt and my asshole, but this time she didn’t push in. I was ready to come in no time, and right when I just started, I felt an explosion of pain and pleasure in my ass! I couldn’t believe the sensations! I just lay there, panting, trying to breathe!

Then she put us in the bed side by side, blindfolded and put the blankets over us. She told us to kiss and hold each other. When we started, she told us to open our mouths and use our tongues. Then she didn’t say anything, but after a few minutes, we broke the kiss and she immediately told us to go back. Let me tell you, I felt warm again! She ordered us not to break the kiss, and it seemed like we’d been kissing each other blindfolded for hours. I must have strayed, because before I knew it, it was morning. Martha and Letty weren’t there and Martha ate her breakfast as usual. Letty was gone.

Martha nor I was able to talk about that night, and we went through the week avoiding the subject, although sometimes our conversation was stopped as one of us or both paralyzed by shame. But halfway through the week, the phone called and Martha answered him. All she did was listen, say yes every few seconds, then she offered me the phone, saying it was for me. It was Letty. She told me we forgot to pay her, and that’s why she came to get her check. She told me she was coming at 7:00 on Saturday and that she specifically wanted me there. She also said she took her boyfriend.