New Cleaning Gig - Day 3 (Nighttime) (Patreon)

After a good shower, I was ready to be a proper slut, as the girls seemed to think I was.

This time, I felt brazen; I put on the uniform at home and rode the Uber there like that, but before leaving my house, I hesitated and grabbed a jacket to cover myself.

The ride there was exciting; I felt almost like a prostitute on the way to see a customer. On the way, I started feeling too hot. I removed my jacket, letting the driver see my attire completely. With the dim lights of the car, I was almost sure he couldn’t see my nipples through the sheer fabric, but I didn’t dare look down to verify and draw attention to them.

“I think I know where we’re going,” said the driver in a nice, almost familiar tone. “Are you one of Ruth’s girls?”

Ruth... I had heard that name around the manor, but I knew better than to ask about it.

“Oh, no, nothing like that; I’m just the maid, see?” I said, pointing at my body. My nipples were very visible.

“That’s one wicked uniform if you ask me; I hope they pay you well,” he said.

“I really can’t complain,” I answered.

“I’m Mario. I know a few customers and girls from that house. I’m known to be discreet and trustworthy. If you ever need an off-the-books ride, call me,” he said as he handed me a business card. Who uses business cards anymore? Apparently Mario.

“Thanks, Mario. I’m Lucy, but as I said, I’m just the cleaning lady,” I replied.

“Yes, of course, it’s just in case; I’m always looking for new regulars, I’m sure you understand.” He said, and then it hit me: he believed nothing of my story.

We arrived, and I left the Uber a little flustered with the exchange but still holding on to the card.

When Puft opened the door, he took a long look at me, whistled, and said, “Damn, girl, you look hotter each day. That customer is going to be lucky to have you there, even if it’s just as a spectator.”

“Thanks, darling, you’re too kind, but I’m sure he won’t even notice me with Emma being there to treat him,” I replied.

“Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure. Gloria used to tell me how he liked seeing the visiting girl do her own thing as he worked on her,” he replied as he made me twirl a couple of times.

“You sure have good intel!” I replied.

“Girl, nothing happens here without me knowing it, ok?” He replied, again, in a tone that left me wondering.

“Puft, sorry, I need to ask, but are you...” I started asking but stopped mid-sentence, regretting my question already.

“Gayer than Liberace, honey, I just hide it to keep the facade. Everyone knows it. You should’ve seen Manuel’s face when he found out; he actually fired me, but Miss Ruth hired me back, and now I report to her only,” he said, using a more delicate tone in his voice and adopting softer mannerisms.

“That explains a lot,” I said, with a huge smile.

"I thought you had it figured out, or at least that the girls would've told you," he said, a little deflated.

"They would never gossip about you; they love you too much, and I, well, there's been A LOT going on with me; I simply didn't register it. Sorry about that," I replied.

"Don't worry, I get it. Now, don't be late for your shift," he said, pointing me towards the dressing room.

As I entered, all the girls started whistling and making a huge fuss.

"Look who it is, Miss Cleaning Lady, already dressed to kill, or at least to see Emma get fucked," Mary said, and all the girls made even more noise.

I joined my second-floor crew, a little ashamed of receiving so much attention.

"I guess everyone knows I'll do a collab today, huh?" I asked Rey.

"Yes, it was a secret, so it got out even faster," she replied.

Mary came over to where we were and put an arm around my shoulders and asked me, "Are you wearing nice panties for your first voyeur experience?"

I instinctively raised my dress, exposing a tiny yellow g-string with a small patch of trimmed pubes peeking from the top. I did a couple of twirls, and the girls whistled again.

"That's nice; your ass looks amazing in those, and Carla did a great job with your cunt," she said.

"Oh, she did more than one great job there, and you know it," I replied, shouting.

Clara blushed at the remark, and the room went back to business as usual.

Suddenly, we heard a knock on the door, and it opened; Manuel was on the other side.

As soon as the girls saw him, they started shouting at him to leave; apparently, he wasn't welcome there.

"I know, I know, I need to talk to the cleaning chick; she's got to train her replacement," he shouted, and I bolted to the door so he would leave the girls alone.

While we were in the hallway, Puft gave Manuel the stink eye, and he pretended not to notice.

"What was that about?" I asked Manuel.

"The girls don't like me in the dressing room; apparently, I disturb their peace or some bullshit. It's ludicrous. I've seen them all naked; hell, I've seen YOU naked, and you've only been here a couple of nights," he replied.

We entered his office, and an unusually tall girl was standing there, almost as tall as Puft, with broad shoulders but a thin waist and narrow hips. She was wearing denim jeans and a white blouse with some discreet cleavage; she had what looked like C cups.

"This is Lily; she's going to be covering the shifts you're supposed to be covering. Teach her the ropes and work with her the first couple of hours; after that, you should get ready for your date," he said and sent us off.

Out in the hallway, I introduced myself. "I'm Lucy. I'm supposed to be in charge of cleaning the second floor, but I was given another assignment," I said.

"Ok, I get it. I'm Lily. Miss Ruth sent me to fill in for you, but I already know the drill. Still, it would be nice to get to know you a bit," she replied. Her voice sounded a little deep and forced.

"That's fine by me; we can work a lot faster if we do it together. Come, let's go to our station," I said as I grabbed her hand and walked her up the stairs.

I pointed to all the doors to the girls' rooms, and when I was done, she asked, "And which is your room, honey?"

I blushed at the question and replied, "I'm not one of the girls; I just clean around here. I don't have a room, other than the utility closet that they call the cleaning station," I replied as I opened that door.

"Oh, sorry, I thought, with you being so sexy and comfy with your body," she said.

"It's alright, I don't mind. I wasn't like this a few days ago, but this place has done wonders for my self-esteem; maybe it'll happen to you, too," I replied, excited.

"Oh, honey, I love your attitude, but I don't think I'll get as comfortable as you. Nothing personal; I'm just much more shy, you understand, right?" She replied, a bit bashful.

"Yes! Of course! I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable; I was just making small talk," I said, cramming a foot in my mouth.

"Don't sweat it; you're actually sweet in your endeavors. It's refreshing," she replied.

After that, I showed her the supplies and explained a bit about how I worked. She laughed when I told her I had to get naked in order to clean and was surprised when I told her about Manuel's reaction to the incident the day before.

"Manuel did that? Did someone tell Miss Ruth about it?" she asked, shocked.

"I don’t think so; the girls and Puft handled it internally, but it was scary," I replied.

When we were done with my brief explanation, I asked, "Do you want to meet the girls?"

"Yes, please!" She replied, eager.

We walked back down to the dressing room, and I opened the door. All the girls turned to see us, and I introduced her.

"Girls, this is Lily; she's going to be covering for me today during my collab and probably other days if it happens again. Be nice to her, please," I said, practically shouting.

The room fell silent for a moment, and then most girls started voicing welcome words, but I noticed that a few stayed quiet and looked away or gossiped between themselves. Lily noticed it too; she made an annoyed face, which quickly went away.

I introduced her to our gang, and they all welcomed her gladly; soon, the queen bee approached us to introduce herself.

"I'm Mary; if you need anything or if anyone gives you a hard time, let me know," she said.

"Think of her as the queen bee; when she talks, everyone stays quiet, and what she says goes," I filled in.

"Queen bee, I like it, mostly the queen part," she replied.

"I'm sorry, honey bee, but the only queen here seems to be me!" Lily replied, and we all laughed, although I could notice the same girls as before making even more fuss about our new friend.

"Alright, I hate to interrupt you girls, but it's time to have the rooms ready," Rey said, and Lily and I hurried out to start working.

We started cleaning the first room, and Lily asked, "Aren't you getting comfortable? I don't mind at all, and I could look away if you're too embarrassed," she said in a sweet tone.

"Something I found out about me here is that I'm not shy at all," I replied as I slowly lifted my dress over my head. "I just didn't want to scare you on your first day."

"Oh, I don't scare easily; the only way you could scare me is if you had a bigger cock than mine," she said, grabbing her crotch.

We both erupted in laughter and resumed working; she truly didn't mind me being practically naked.

We worked and talked all through the 5 rooms we had to clean, and we did it very fast. When we were done, I looked at the clock, and we still had half an hour to kill, so we stayed in the last room. I lay on the bed, and she sat on a chair nearby.

I didn't even register that I was still practically naked; I just stayed that way.

"So, how come you know Miss Ruth?" I asked, curious, as I played with my tits, making them bounce with my hands.

"Ummm, well, she and I go a long way back; she's always been there to help me since we were teenagers, and... Sorry, could you not do that?" She said, pointing at my tits.

"Fuck, sorry I didn't notice. I'm just so comfortable with you around that I didn't think. I'm sorry, really." That's when I noticed she had a bulge forming in her pants, and she was struggling to hide it.

"Damn, sorry I didn't mean... I didn't think..." I said, covering myself.

"Oh, you have nothing to worry about; this happens sometimes. My body reacts differently from my mind and gives me surprises even after years of my transition. Also, you're a really beautiful and sexy girl and are playing with your tits right in my face; I was bound to react somehow," she said, with her boner still awkwardly making a tent in her pants.

"Got it, ok, do you want me to turn around so you can sort your lady boner?" I asked.

"No need, just don't stare too much," she said as she stood up and slid a hand in her pants, arranging her penis so her boner would point down. When it was like that, I could see the outline of her cock, and she had a very nice size.

"Damn, I guess you don't have to worry about me, or almost anyone, having a bigger cock than yours,” I blurted out.

"Oh, fuck you, honey, you wish you had my cock!" She said playfully.

"I actually do," I said, pressing my hand against my pussy, which made us both laugh.

Manuel's voice from the speakers around the house interrupted us: "5 minutes to open; all girls to the main hall."

"That's how he calls them??? Is he herding cattle???" Lily asked, truly mad at what she just heard.

I just shrugged and started putting my dress back on.

The first couple of hours of work went by without a hitch. When the time for my collaboration was close, and it was time to clean Emma's room, she took me aside as Lily cleaned the room.

"Are you ready, honey?" She asked, concerned.

"Just a ton of nervousness, but other than that I'm alright," I replied.

"Ok, remember, this is all voluntary; if at any point you feel uncomfortable, you can walk out. We could even call Puft if things get serious, but I don't think any of that will happen. Try to enjoy it. If you want out, just say 'avocado,' and we'll finish it, money be damned, ok?" She said, in a serious tone, I hadn't heard from her before.

"Oh, and go and take a shower; you reek of chlorine and sweat," she said.

"That wasn't a very nice thing to say," Lily interfered.

"It's alright, Lily, don't worry about Emma; she pretends to be a bitch, but inside she's a sweetheart. She has the heart of a grandma," I said as I walked over to the shower and got naked.

Lily and Emma started talking, but I couldn't make out what they were saying through the noise of the shower. Then I noticed they both got quiet, so I turned to see them; they were both sitting next to the shower, enjoying the show.

"Hey, I charge for the show, you know?" I said as I splashed a bit of water at them.

"Not yet, you don't," Emma replied.

I finished showering and put my clothes back on. Lily moved to the shower to dry it, and she, again, had a visible boner.

"Is she...?" Emma asked me discreetly, pointing at Lily's cock.

"Yes, and I think it's huge," I replied, whispering.

"Girls, you know I can hear you, right?" Lily said from the shower.

"Fuck!" I said, and Lily started laughing.

Emma was a little confused, looking at Lily, then at me, and back, when Lily said, "I hate saying the obvious, but I'm trans. I was born a man and transitioned many years ago, but this fucker still reacts to beautiful girls showering and playing with her tits," she said, slapping lightly her hard-on.

Emma's reply was to pop her tits out and start playing with them.

"Oh, now I hate you," Lily said with a fake frown on her face.

"You might hate me, but he loves me," Emma replied, pointing at Lily's cock.

"It's a she, thank you very much," she replied.

"Well, it seems like she is a lesbian," Emma replied, tucking her tits back in her bra. We all laughed at the banter.

Emma and I finished getting ready while Lily cleaned the room. Soon enough, it was 11PM.

"Ok, I have to go down and wait for Mr. Tiger. Are you alright?" She asked.

"Yeah, I am," I said, obviously nervous.

"You'll be great, honey; just tease him as you teased me, and he'll give you every dollar he has on him," Lily said, and she left the room.

"Be right back," Emma said, and she also went away.

I grabbed the bucket and rag that I had left there as props and started pretending to clean the closet door. That left me facing away from the door.

After a couple of minutes of cleaning, I decided to lift my dress a little to give Mr. Tiger a nice tease of my ass when he walked in.

As I waited for them, I noticed my breathing getting heavier and my nipples hardening. I was very excited. I slid a finger through the side of my thong, and I could feel my own wetness, just from waiting for the show. Without thinking about it, I tasted my own fluids, which I had never done, and my mind returned to the salesgirl and her soaking pussy in my mouth.

Just as I was going to return my hand to my pussy, the door opened slowly, and my heart skipped a beat, making me jump slightly; then I returned to my fake cleaning duties.

"There's someone here," a male voice whispered.

"I don't think she'll notice us; come, I want your cock," Emma replied, whispering too.

I heard a zipper opening, and soon after, the unmistakable sound of a girl sucking cock.

From the corner of my eye, I could see Mr. Tiger standing next to the bed and Emma crouching in front of him. He started grunting as she sucked him, and she shushed him.

I moved to clean the chair next to the closet, bending over, giving him a clear glimpse of my ass and yellow thong.

"Damn, that's amazing," he said, and I lifted my dress a bit more to give him a better view.

"See, I told you she wouldn't mind," Emma said and deepthroated him immediately, causing him to fall into the bed.

I kept cleaning the chair, glancing at them as much as I could. Emma had already removed her bra and was only in her panties as she sucked him. His grunts became louder as she was deep-throating him, taking him as deep as his cock could go in her mouth.

Before he could cum, she stopped and said, "Let's get you out of your clothes."

"But what if she sees us?" He asked.

"Stay quiet, she's distracted," she replied.

I lifted my dress; my ass was now completely exposed. I climbed on the chair and made my ass stand out more, giving them a glimpse of my asshole, with only a small string of fabric covering it.

When he was completely naked, she climbed into bed with him and ground his cock against her pussy; her pink panties served as a barrier that prevented him from penetrating her.

"Do you think she's seen us and is enjoying the show?" He asked Emma, and she just nodded.

I used my right hand to rub my pussy over my thong, making sure my fingers were visible from their angle. I started moaning loudly, louder than my level of excitement, trying to make a point of how turned on I was.

"I think she's enjoying it almost as much as I am," Emma replied, grabbing Mr. Tiger's head and lifting it to her breasts while she still ground on his cock.

"I want to taste you," he said.

She got off of him and took off her panties, then she grabbed them and pressed them against his mouth. "Here, taste me."

He opened his mouth, and she fed him her panties. "I think the cleaning girl is really enjoying the show," she said.

I couldn't take it anymore and turned around. "Oh, I'm so sorry; I didn't know you were already here. I'll leave... If that's what you want," I said, lowering my dress and licking my fingers, tasting myself for the second time in my life.

Emma slowly pulled her panties from Mr. Tiger's mouth, and he replied, "Oh, don't worry, we can pretend you're not here if you do the same," he said as he pulled Emma close to him and started playing with her tits.

I sat on the chair, pushed my hips forward, and opened my legs, exposing my barely covered pussy to them. Then I lowered the front of my top, trying to reveal my tits, but it was too tight and I couldn’t do it.

I started rubbing my pussy over my thong and playing with the triangle of pubes that escaped its tiny fabric. "Mmmm, yeah," I said.

Emma turned to see me and gave me a look that I interpreted as slightly annoyed, and I figured I might've been overacting, so I toned it down.

Emma climbed on top of Mr. Tiger's face and aligned her pussy to his mouth. "You wanted to taste me; here I am," she said as she lowered herself into his mouth.

"Yeah, taste me; I want to feel your tongue inside me," she said. He ate her for a bit, but he still wanted to see me, so his attention was divided.

"Oh, you want to see our cleaning lady?" She asked him, "Do you want me to suck you as you see her masturbate?" She asked and propped herself up.

"Yes, please," he replied.

He sat up on the bed, and she knelt in front of him. When she was going to introduce his penis into her mouth, she turned to see me and winked at me.

I moved my thong to the side and started rubbing my clit directly. I was soaking wet, and the scent I emanated was enthralling.

I lifted my hips and started pulling my panties down, but Mr. Tiger stopped me. "No! Don't! Keep them on; make them as wet as you can. I want them soaking for me; I'll pay you for it!" He said in a pleading tone.

Emma rose and met his face. "I thought we were ignoring her," she said.

"Ignoring who?" He asked as he grabbed her ass.

I put my thong back on and resumed rubbing myself, trying to make it as wet as possible.

I tried playing with my tits, but the tight dress was in the way. When I was sure I had Mr. Tiger's eyes on me, I stood up, took a couple of steps closer to him, and pulled the dress over my head, leaving me almost naked for him. I turned around and bent over, pressing the thong against my pussy and then sliding my fingers under it and inserting them in my pussy.

I moaned loudly as I felt my fingers penetrate me, and it hit me: I hadn't had a cock in me for the longest time, and I needed it, bad.

I realized I was too close to them, so I walked back to the chair and resumed my position, legs open and exposed for them. I played with my pussy a bit more and pinched my nipples, which made me moan loudly every time.

Mr. Tiger was grunting with each thrust of his cock into Emma's mouth. Emma choked every now and then and moaned into Mr. Tiger’s cock.

A couple of times, Mr. Tiger came close to cumming while looking at me, but Emma knew the signs and slowed down every time. All while his eyes remained fixed on me, on my tits, and on my pussy.

I wished I had a vibrator. I wished I had a dildo. I wished Mr. Tiger’s cock was between my legs and not on Emma’s mouth.

The third time that he was close to cumming, Emma stood up, kissed his cheek, and whispered something to his ear; he just nodded, and they both turned to see me. Emma’s grin frightened me.

She walked over to me in a seductive way, slowly, moving her hips rhythmically and with her eyes fixed on mine.

She grabbed my thong by the sides and started sliding it down. I lifted my hips, letting her undress me at last.

When she had it in her hand, she turned to see Mr. Tiger, who was jerking slowly as he saw us. She walked back towards him and put my underwear in his nose; he took a deep breath and started jerking faster as he practically shouted, “Yes, just what I like; she smells amazing, yes!!”

Emma walked back over to me, bringing me my panties. I extended my hand to receive them, but she shook her head. “I have a better idea. May I?” she asked as she pointed at my pussy. I didn’t know what she meant, but I was too horny to refuse her.

She knelt in front of me and pushed me slightly to a side, opening a sight of view between my pussy and Mr. Tiger. “Spread them good, and relax,” she said, as she caressed my pussy tenderly.

Emma parted my lips and rubbed my clit a little, which made me groan and moan.

“Are you ready?” she asked. I just nodded.

She grabbed my thong and curled it into a small ball. “Spit on it, darling,” she said, extending it towards my face. I did as she said, and then she spat on it too.

She inserted a finger in my pussy, and I moaned, “Mhmmm, yes, fuck me good!” I said, but she took her finger out and spread my pussy open even more. Then she started pushing my bundled thong inside me. I had never had that done before; it was a weird but somehow exciting sensation. After a bit of pushing, all that was visible was a small yellow string; the rest of my thong was lost inside me.

Emma planted a kiss on my clit and walked back towards Mr. Tiger, who tried kissing her mouth, but she moved away. “Rules,” she told him, and he desisted. She instead gave him her fingers, still covered in my wetness, and he licked them clean.

I started rubbing my clit as I pushed the thong in and out inside me; it was a weird and arousing sensation.

Emma climbed on the bed and gave Mr. Tiger a condom, which he quickly put on and penetrated Emma doggy style. The shaking of her ass and her tits swinging as she got pounded by her customer sent me over the edge. She started moaning in what I knew now was fake pleasure, but I started moaning along with her, with a very real orgasm building in me.

Both Emma and Mr. Tiger had their sight fixed on me, seeing me masturbate faster, focusing more on my clit as I pinched my nipples alternately. I lost my breath for a second as I felt my legs tense and my toes curl. I let out a high-pitched shriek as my orgasm took over me, my vision turned milky white, and my arms and legs collapsed. I had just orgasmed to a couple of strangers.

In my haze, I could hear Emma cum as well, and then Mr. Tiger grunted and moaned and came in my friend’s pussy.

When I opened my eyes, they were both lying in the bed, exhausted.

Mr. Tiger walked over to me, and I panicked, not knowing what to do. I turned to see Emma with a worried expression.

“Rules, love,” Emma said calmly.

Mr. Tiger stopped in his tracks and turned to see her. “I just want the panties.” He said, and turning to see me, told me, “Could you give them to me?”

I was unsure what to do, but Emma quickly got up and told him, “I’ll get them for you, love. Don’t worry; you’re not leaving this room without them.”

She approached me and kissed my forehead. “Relax, this will feel a bit weird,” she whispered into my ear.

Then she grabbed the string that was poking out of my pussy and started pulling it slowly. My thong crept out of me, giving me a slight discomfort, but nothing too serious. I still pretended it hurt, trying to earn a better tip for my pain.

When she was done freeing me of my panties, she walked over to Mr. Tiger and handed them over. “Here they are, soaking as promised.” He immediately took them to his nose and took a deep breath; his cock was already half hard again.

Emma squeezed it, and he said, “I’d love to, but you left me dry already; maybe next week we could do it all over.” Then he turned to see me. “The three of us—I prefer bikini panties,” and he winked at me.

He got dressed, and before leaving the room, he handed Emma a roll of bills. “This is for you,” he said, then he turned to see me with another roll in his hand. “May I?” he asked. Emma and I nodded, and he approached me, handing me the money. “This is for you, and this is so you can replace the panties I stole from you,” he said, handing me an additional couple of hundred dollars.  “Thank you, gorgeous; you were spectacular. You both were; I can’t wait until next week.”

With that, he left the room, and Emma walked over to me. I was still sitting in the chair, frozen, trying to assimilate all that had happened.

“Fuck me, he is generous!” she said, counting the money.

I counted my money as well; it was 600 dollars. “He didn’t leave me any tip, just the 600 I was promised,” I said, disappointed.

“No, dummy, that IS your tip; Manuel will pay for your service later. Drop by his office before you leave,” she replied with a huge smile on her face.

“Fuck me, he IS generous!” I said and started laughing.

“Want to shower?” Emma asked, and I agreed.

I jumped into the shower, and she used mouthwash. I stared at her while she did it, and she said, “I don’t want my mouth to taste like cock all the time, you know?”

We showered and talked about the experience; we flirted a bit and soaped each other's bodies, then we rinsed, and soon Lily was knocking on the door.

"Come in," Emma said. I was still naked, trying to find my panties between the mess that was the bed.

"Your panties are gone, remember?" Emma said.

"Ohhhh, that sounds kinky. Can I hear the story?" Lily replied.

"Maybe later; it's almost time to clear the room," Emma replied, and she left in a hurry.

I started undoing the bed when Lily interrupted me. "No, no, right now you're not on cleaning duty; you're one of the girls, and you're supposed to rest while I finish cleaning this place. Go on, tell me all about it while I clean."

I sat on the chair and told Lily the whole experience. I noticed she had to fix her boner more than once as I told her about the blowjob, my orgasm, and Mr. Tiger cumming inside Emma. When she was done cleaning, she told me, "Alright, darling, this was amazing, but I guess you really need to get dressed; this room is bound to be used soon," she said as she left the room.

I put on my dress, and I walked straight to Manuel's office. He received me with a huge grin on his face. "I heard good things about you. Did you bring an extra thong, or are you commando?" He asked, looking at my crotch as if he was trying to see through my dress.

I instinctively put my hands covering my pussy and told him, "I don't think that's any of your business. Anyway, I'm here for the payment for the collaboration."

"Ah, yes, well, since this is your first time, and I set it up, I get a finder's fee of 50%, so here's your 300. I heard you got a great tip anyway, so it's all good, right?" He said, handing me 300 dollars in cash.

"But you said 600?!" I asked, raising my voice above what a polite conversation allows.

"Let's calm down; you don't know how things work here, and I would hate to report you to Miss Ruth. She doesn't like to be bothered, and your and your cousin's jobs could be on the line," he said in that sleazy tone I was beginning to hate.

"Now, go and help Lily; we don't want to overwhelm her on her first day." You might have another collab tomorrow, so she'll be coming back for sure, orders from Miss Ruth," he told me. "Also, be aware that I'm going to need a full medical from you, including an STD panel. You're obviously turning into a hooker, and I need to cover my ass," he said, and then he waved his hand, sending me off.

I was fuming. I walked straight to my station and found Lily there. "What's wrong, darling?" She asked in a sweet voice.

"Manuel ripped me off half of my money for some bullshit finder's fee, and I have no choice but to take it and move on, or he could fire me and my cousin. Also, he called me a hooker and demanded I bring an STD panel," I said as tears formed in my eyes, out of pure anger.

"Oh, fuck no!" She screamed, truly angry, letting her deeper voice seep through. "Give me a moment; I have to make a phone call," she said in the same angry tone, pushing me out the door.

A few minutes later, she opened the door and pulled me in. "Sorry about that," she said in her normal, sweet voice. "It just really pissed me off, and I couldn't let it slide."

"The customer in the blue room just left; we're up," I said, pointing at the monitors, trying to defuse the tension a bit. She nodded, and we walked out to tend to that room.

As soon as the door to the blue room was closed, I stripped off, an easy task, seeing how I only had one piece of clothing on. Lily stopped in her tracks to look at me and then continued cleaning. "I swear, your comfort with nudity staggers me. You're sure you've only been here for a week?"

"Half a week, and I sort of didn't have a choice. Imagine if you had to use my dress to work," I said, picking up the tiny dress and putting it over her huge frame. "You would look hot, though."

She blushed at my remark and took the dress from my hands, placing it over her body herself, rubbing it, top to bottom, "Yes, I would look amazing, but I would have a very different problem," she said as she passed her hand through her cock.

"Ah, yes, your lady cock; I wouldn't mind that show, if I'm honest," I said, hoping to take a peek at her large penis.

"You are an exception, darling, and it's a show I keep very much private, sorry," she said, handing me the dress back. When she did, I could see her cock hard under her pants, tenting in what looked like an uncomfortable position.

"Fair enough. Do you want me to turn around so you can fix that problem?" I said, pointing at her erection.

"Would you?" She asked, and I did as requested.

I turned around and bent over at the waist, leaving my legs straight, giving her a full view of my ass, pussy, and asshole.

"You damn tease," she said.

"You complain, but you're not asking me to stop the teasing," I said, swinging my ass side to side.

"Yeah, I'm seriously considering a good spanking for you," she said, and I stood up immediately. Spanking was not my cup of tea, at least not in that moment.

When I looked at Lily, her hand was still inside her pants. "Do you need a minute? Or a hand?" I asked provocatively.

"Oh, shush, we don't have time for either, you enthralling minx! Hurry up cleaning," she said, still in a playful tone, but removing her hands from her pants and returning to her chores.

I did the same but teased her at any opportunity I had. I gave her glimpses of my ass, flashed my open pussy a couple of times, and deepthroated my fingers for her; she was hard most of the time.

When we were almost done, the door to the room opened, and Lily and I froze and turned to see who it was.

Standing at the door was Puft, along with a woman in her late 40s or early 50s, wearing sweatpants but in full makeup; she had a stern look on her face.

"Lucy, this is Miss Ruth; she needs to speak to you," said Puft.

"Nice to meet you, darling. Please get dressed and meet me in another room. Which one is clean, Lily?" She said it in a serious but kind way.

"This one is done, Miss Ruth; we were just about to leave," she replied.

"Amazing, so please get dressed; I'll be right outside waiting for you. Is that alright?" Miss Ruth asked me. I just nodded, and they all left. On her way out, Lily winked at me; I guess she could see the fear in my eyes, and she returned to me.

"Just be your lovely self and be honest; the woman can smell bullshit a mile away," she said and planted a kiss on my cheek.

I quickly put on my dress, tried to fix it as best as possible, and retouched my hair. To finish the set, I put on my borrowed stilettos and opened the door. "I'm ready, Miss Ruth," I said, and she walked in.

"Ok, darling, first of all, I need you to know you're not in any kind of trouble; I just need to know all that has happened since you started working here, because I've heard a lot of rumors and I'm sick of all the gossip. So, if you don't mind, tell me all that has happened," she said, as she sat on the bed and pointed at the chair for me.

I told her everything that had happened, even my lesbian experience outside of work. The only thing I left out was the sexual part of the spa day; it didn't feel right to share it with her. She laughed at my escape from the room with the customer and got angry with how Manuel treated me.

When I was done, she stood up, her face reflected annoyance and determination, and said, "Thank you, dear; this has been tremendously enlightening. Some things I suspected, and some I knew but refused to believe. You've been a great help."

"So, I'm not fired?" I asked.

"Dear lord, not at all; in fact, I'm thinking of hiring you as permanent staff to help your cousin when she comes back from sick leave." Oh, by the way, here's the money Manuel robbed from you; trust me, it won't happen again," she said, handing me a closed envelope.

"What about Lily? I don't want her to lose this job because of me," I said, pleading.

"Don't worry about her; I have some great plans for her already. You just helped her get there sooner than expected," she said with a huge smile on her face.

"Please resume your cleaning duties. Do you have a change of clothes so you can get comfortable without the need to be working nude?" She asked.

I just shook my head; it had to be this day when I decided not to bring a change of clothes.

"Don't worry then; keep working as usual. I'll make sure to knock if I need anything else from you. I hope you don't mind, but I need Lily with me, so you'll probably have to finish your shift alone," she said.

"It's fine, I don't mind, just don't fire her," I pleaded again.

"Nothing like that, dear, trust me," she said, and she left the room.

I opened the envelope, and the full 600 dollars was there. It had been a very lucrative shift for me, but I was still worried about what the talk with the owner of the manor meant for me.

As I cleaned each room, I would talk with one of my girls and fill them in on the gossip. From them, I heard that Miss Ruth spent a long while inside Manuel's office, along with Lily and Puft.

When the night was coming to an end, all the girls knew one version or another of everything that had happened. We gathered in the dressing room at the end of the shift, and they all asked me to fill them in on what had happened and how Lily had phoned Miss Ruth.

We didn’t hear anything else about that for the night. We even called Puft to the dressing room to get some update on the gossip, but he refused, “Sorry girls, Miss Ruth asked me to stay quiet; you’ll know more tomorrow. That’s all I can tell you.”

On my way home, my phone was exploding with questions from the girls, but I had just as many as they did. I was confident that my job was safe, but I was fearing some form of retaliation from Manuel.

All I could do was wait for a new day.