Going home to George.

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. Outside the front door, she paused for a moment and pressed her ear against the glass. She couldn’t hear details, but she was almost certain she could hear moans of pleasure. She smiled, Anthony loved her work, and she loved doing it. Now to hope that George was as happy.

Abbey was horny all afternoon. Spending the time cleaning in lingerie and watching Anthony lusting after her had her hot and bothered. She masturbated three times before George got home.

As he stepped inside, Abbey was re-dressed in the lingerie she had worn to clean and to lounge on the couch in the living room with a glass of wine. “Hi dear. Look what Anthony bought me?” she said, standing up and giving a twirl for George.

“Wow,” he said. “You cleaned in that?”

Abbey smiled and nodded, “Made him so horny, I could see his erection through his pants.” She purred as she stepped up to George and kissed him.

George hungrily returned the kiss, pushing her back towards the couch. “Did that make you horny?” he asked. “Teasing our black neighbour?”

“You have no idea,” Abbey replied as George kissed her body. “If he had have asked, I probably would have removed some stuff just to tease him more.”

George moaned as he pulled at her bra. Freeing her breasts, he pulled it over her head, “Like this?” He asked as he dove into her breasts, sucking on her already hard nipples.

Abbey sighed at the touch of his mouth, “Maybe next time, I should just wear a garter belt and stockings?”

“No panties?” George asked as he slid further down to unhook Abbey’s stockings.

“No panties,” Abbey confirmed.

As soon as the clips were removed from the stocking, George went for her panties, pulling them down and off her legs. “So you are going to be on all fours cleaning like this?” he asked. “What if Anthony comes up behind you to fuck you?” He asked as he kissed back up her leg to her wet pussy.

Abbey lifted her crotch to his face, “Then he better cum in me, so he doesn’t make a mess.” She said as George ran his tongue up her wet slit.

George sat up some and unbuckled his pants, lining himself up with Abbey’s cunt. He asked, “Would you really?” As he pushed forward, he sighed at her wetness and warmth.