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Chapter 8 by wicker wicker

how does the cleaning go?

Quickly

Sandra shed her trench coat. She wore a very skimpy French maid outfit she was squeezed into. She was blushing.

Karl showed her where the cleaning supplies were. "Don't forget, bend at the waist and show me cleavage or ass."

Sandra nodded.

She started straightening up, and as she did, bot she and Karl grew horny.

Karl had her scrub the tub on her knees, so she was bent over the tub, and Karl admired her ass in a pair of white lace panties, and Sandra, knowing Karl was looking at her ass, grew hornier.

Since Karl's place was just one room with a kitchenette and bathroom, it did not take long. When Sandra finished, both were ready to fuck.

Karl fucked Sandra doggie style on his bed, giving her multiple orgasms. After he finished and pulled out, he told Sandra to "polish his knob," and she sucked him clean. He then let her clean up and leave but not before assuring her he'd tell no one about this.

After she left, Karl took down the hidden camera from a bookshelf and watched Sandra cleaning and the sex again.

Karl finished the final month of his internship by having Sandra suck him off and even fucking her up the ass. By the time he finished, Sandra was wearing pink, gold, or silver mini skirts, her heels were always a minimum of three inches, she was always wearing polka dot blouses, and Karl had even programmed her to always tease her hair up as big as possible. She looked ridiculous, but she thought she looked professional and sexy, and thanks to Karl, her employees told her so despite thinking she looked ridiculous. Her unprofessional look started to cost her clients, but Karl didn't care as he was finished.

Sandra, thanks to Karl, gave him a parting gift of a brand-new SUV.

the end?

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