Forgetting keys and being confronted.

After two hours of cleaning, Abbey prepared to leave. Anthony was again sitting in the living room, his erection clearly visible through his pants. She said her goodbyes and picked up her long coat. It would be covering enough to get home. She then collected the cleaning supplies and left. Not two steps out the front door, Abbey realised she didn’t have her keys. She quickly checked her pockets in case she had put them in the wrong pocket and then opened the door to step back into the house.

Stepping into the living room, she found Anthony with his cock in hand stroking himself. “Wow, aren’t you packing?”

Anthony looked up quickly and stopped masturbating. He struggled to get his shorts back up over his erection, as he said. “I’m so sorry.”

Abbey smiled, “Honestly, that is a compliment.” She put her cleaning supplies down and bit her lip. “Actually, I think I forgot some cleaning.” Anthony looked at her a little sceptically. She reached down into her cleaning supplies to pull a small tube of lube out. “I think there’s a pole which needs a polish if you let me?”

Anthony looked like a deer in the headlights as Abbey stepped closer. He didn’t say a word and didn’t move as she put the tube of lube in her mouth and grabbed his waistband. She pulled his running shorts down over his cock and looked at it. “That is a nice cock.”

“Umm, thanks,” Anthony replied.

Abbey laughed as she stood and stepped around Anthony. As she did, she squirted some lube into her right hand. Then she reached around and grasped his cock. “Now I get the feeling you need some relief?”

Anthony moaned, “Yes, please.”

“Well,” she said as her hand started to glide over his cock, “just relax and let your cleaner do all the work.”

Anthony just moaned as she started to stroke him. It didn’t take long for his cock to return to its full glory. Abbey’s fingers didn’t quite reach around it, and she loved how it throbbed in her grip. “Wow, that is a nice cock. Play your cards right, and maybe I will have to spit polish it for you.”

Anthony smiled, “Are those the only options? Lube or spit polish?”

Abbey leant in closer to his ear and whispered, “For now at least, but who knows, cause I’m horny as well, and maybe, just maybe, if this continues, I might not be able to resist.” Anthony groaned at her teasing. “And if you see that I have removed or pulled my panties aside, you will know what it means.”

Anthony’s cock shook in her grip, and she pointed it at the glass coffee table as he started to cum. Three strong gouts shot out, leaving lines of semen on the clean glass.

Abbey milked the last of the cum onto the table then stepped around him. “Looks like I missed a spot.” She said before leaning over.

As Anthony watched, Abbey stuck her tongue out and ran a long lick across the table. “Oh God,” Anthony moaned.

Abbey looked up at him and said, “What?” as if what she was doing was completely innocent, “I’m just cleaning.” As she went back to licking at the table, she started to moan. The next two minutes was silent except for her moans as she licked the glass table clean. Then she stood up and turned to face Anthony. “Guess that’s it for the day. See you next week?”

Anthony laughed and pulled up his shorts, “You can count on it.”

Abbey smiled and skipped over to her cleaning supplies, “Oh, and I might have a uniform, but you don’t.”

Anthony smiled, “So while you are cleaning in nothing but lingerie, you think I should be naked?”

She shrugged, “I get to see the effect I have on the house. I would like to see the effect I have on you.”