Lydia comes cleaning

After his exertions with his sister, Zeke felt the need to relax and recover his strength. Hell, he had been fucking a lot of women recently. He headed home and marveled at the clean, neat apartment his hovel had been transformed into courtesy of Lillian's mom. He settled down at the TV and got a game on then found himself drifting asleep, only to be woken hours later with the key turning in his door and Lydia arriving.

"Oh its you. You're home." she didn't sound impressed, Nevertheless, she stepped out of her sensible dress and folded it neatly and laid it on his kitchen worktop, then added her bra and panties to the pile. Zeke watched her quietly for a while as she got her rubber washing up gloves on and began cleaning, her tits shaking as she vigorously rubbed at his cabinet surfaces, then getting on her hands and knees to wipe the floor.

For a short time he considered fucking her, then thought, actually there are maybe some other people he would rather fuck this evening, but that shouldn't stop him having some fun with Lydia and her family. He picked up Lydia's thought bubble from above her head as she stooped to clean the floor and began to write. "I should wear anything Hector tells me to, He knows best", then Zeke went outside for a word with her husband.

"Hey Hector", he said to the large bearded man standing against the door of his pick up truck.

"Hey son, good to see you again. I'm just waiting for Lydia - she's in cleaning your apartment."

"Yes, I know. Say, you know what would be a good idea?"

"Yeah?"

"If you could think of the filthiest sluttiest clothes that you could get for Lydia and Lillian and get them to wear them in the house or when they come over to my place. Get on the internet and see if you can get something better for them so that I would want to fuck them both".

"No problem, you got it son!"

"Thanks dad! Now could you give me a lift somewhere while Lydia's working in there? There's someone I want to see".