Chapter 14
by Spation
Where does it need cleaning most?
Beneath the sofa.
Maria was eagerly cleaning the room with the vacuum. She was still catching a few cobwebs from the ceiling or collecting a bit of dust with it from the top of tall furniture. Oz watched her move around swiftly with the machine humming loudly. Maria noticed him only a few minutes later. She turned off the vacuum and it got very silent. She did not hear the children either.
“Ah, master Oz. I will now clean floor and beneath sofa.” She said with a slight apologetic tone, because she thought she was being examined at how she did her work.
“Sure, go ahead. You’re doing great, don’t let me being here bother you!” Oz said acknowledging her work and continued to look at her curves move about, either slightly lagging behind her or ahead of her. He continued to look at her spotlessly vacuum various places. Sometimes she pressed the long vacuum cleaner’s rod to her thighs and the pressed up flesh made a rather tempting motion as it clasped around it and began to rub against it.
Maria barely took notice of Oz and kept doing her work earnestly. Once all the places were done she finally moved on to vacuum below the large couch. She moved the head of the cleaner to the very edge of it, but was barely able to push it beneath it while standing up. She quickly got on her knees without much of a second thought for the situation. Once on her knees she moved the cleaner head again, but without much success as it still kept bumping into the couch. She finally realised that she may have to go on all fours for this one and bent over, supporting herself with her arms and stretching out to the front with the vacuum in her hand. Oz was behind her in the blink of an eye.
He trailed the large ass’s every move as it bulged out in all its glory with a distinct outline of large panties. He took a moment to once again confirm that this ass was indeed amazing. It was large, it had just the right amount of fat, which is a lot, and it was paired with wide hips. He was about to grab and eagerly caress her buttocks as she was still trying to reach beneath the couch. But his hand suddenly stopped. He felt that something was amiss. His head turned slightly and he noticed that her lower back was curved like a cat’s back. Her butt was not yet in its full glory. For a split second he was slightly disappointed with her, but then he recovered and moved his hands upwards. They touched her lower back and he said:
“No, NO! You’re doing it wrong. You have to put your lower back into it, like this.” And he pushed on her lower back downwards. Her large ass seemed even bigger with the new angle. Her asscheeks boldly spread apart and her buttocks rose above her lower back. Maria was now able to reach deeper beneath the couch, but she also felt a flexion in her hamstrings and stomach which made her produce slightly pained moans and outbursts of exhalation through her nose.
“Master Oz, my back hurt.” She said.
“You have to do your job, properly Maria. And what’s more stretches are good for your health and showing off your large ass.” Oz responded bluntly.
His hands pushed her lower back even lower while her ass rose higher and her breasts finally touched the floor. They spread out in front of her serving as cushions. Maria whimpered, but she was now able to reach all the way to the spot she wanted to clean beneath the huge couch. It was only after she cleaned the spot that she fully realised the situation she was in. She wanted to quickly get up, but as she pushed herself with her arms, Oz pushed her back. Her breasts flattened out on the ground again and she felt her nipples rub up against the fabric of her bra.
The vacuum was still whirring away, so barely any of what Maria said could be heard. She was once again pleading him to stop, explaining how she has a family and how wrong this is, but it was too silent to be heard. Oz was by now pitching a tent from the amazing rear view. He withdrew one hand from her back and finally began to massage her large ass-cheeks. He started by going from her thighs. Her soft silky skin with its delicious healthy brown molded in his hands easily. The same sensation then greeted him once he went higher and touched the ass of her. He felt it almost trickle between his fingers as he pinched more and more of her flesh. He went lower to her hamstring area again and groped there to get in position. He felt a bit of pubic hair around there but nevertheless began to pull on her dress upwards.
Maria’s pleas went unnoticed again, so all she could do was hope that she won’t be handled too roughly, or that maybe he will have enough once he actually finishes for at least a week, like she is used to. Her husband would usually be content after ejaculation of any kind for a week, sometimes two. It was rather pleasant for her, because she had more time to take care of her children and prepare food. She kept making up excuses in her head and she slowly almost accepted the situation, but, like an electric shock, she remembered her own values and began to spread her hand backwards. She reached Oz’s hand and began to pull on it to signal him to stop.
Stop?
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