The cleaning lady….
by Wet Jane » Wed May 22, 2024 10:41 pm
I have a side gig amongst some affluent people. I housesit for the living things in their home such as animals and plants. I have been doing it for almost 30 years. I can honestly say that I have masturbated in a lot of homes. I have an Hitachi That stays in my bag, because I know I’m going to be masturbating in their home. Think of me in a spare bedroom, A master bedroom, a college daughter or son’s room Who is at college? Even on some couches, and of course, arms of chairs I have masturbated, I have walked around naked.
A lot of these homes have services besides my pet sitting, they have landscapers, cleaning, ladies, laundry/dry cleaning deliveries, etc. so this week, I am working in a home caring for a dog while they are in Europe. I just got here on Wednesday, and had a pretty busy day and actually didn’t get a chance to masturbate. So when I woke up this morning, I was extra horny and I knew that I needed a session. I needed to play with myself bad. I did, I did myself and I got really wet, I was feeling so good. I had a really good time with myself this morning after one day of not orgasming. I also had to get to work, and even though I was getting deep in my masturbation and got into the bliss zone I knew that I had to make myself cum so that I could get to work. I was so aroused, my legs spread wide and my vibrator making my clitty so hard.
It was such an enjoyable session, but I could not keep edging, as I needed to get to work. So I got a towel… A hand towel and put it over the pillow and laid my Hitachi vibrator on the pillow, and I rode it. I eventually made myself cum, it felt incredible. I then took my naked body off of the vibrator and into the shower, where I washed my wet pussy. There lay the vibrator on the pillow in the bedroom. I got out of the shower and realized it was later than I thought. I masturbated too long! I got dressed and ready for work and left…
After work, I return to the house, and there were a few things out of place. All of a sudden, I realized there was a Cleaning Lady in the house. Not only did I leave my vibrator plugged in, but it was on top of the pillow with the towel on it. The cleaning lady Made the bed and she moved all the things off of the bed, Including my vibrator.
This is a house that I worked in many moons ago with a different dog, I lost contact with the family for 10 years. I have no idea who the cleaning lady is, is she old or young, does she know what my vibrator is, or does she think it’s for back pain relief, The bed made the pillow was back to where it was supposed to be, not in the middle of the bed where I straddled it. The vibrator was on the floor with the towel, folded next to it; almost like she was keeping it ready for my next session. I’m just glad that I didn’t have wet stains on the sheets.
I’m not embarrassed. I don’t even know who this woman is, what she looks like. It definitely triggered me this evening. Just to think what was going through her head when she found my vibrator on top of a pillow with a towel. I wonder if she turned it on for a second just to see the vibrations if she’s never seen one of those sex toys before. I am not a fan of cameras and homes, but boy do I wish I could’ve seen her expression and how she picked it up and placed it on the floor right next to the bed, leaving it plugged in for my next session. I’m triggered I’m masturbating!
by Palmlover » Thu May 23, 2024 8:18 am
That is such a hot story Jane! While I was divorced and single (2015-2022), whenever I went on a gambling trip to Vegas or wherever, I had a “stroke bag” I always took with me. It contained my Viagra, various cock rings, a jar of Albolene and sometimes a butt plug or prostate massager. The first thing I did after I got into my suite and set down my luggage was to grab the TV remote, go to the adult movie rental menu, and rent the 24 hour package, which I renewed every day. As much as I love gambling, and I do, I would always spend at least a couple of hours every morning watching porn and masturbating before I showered, got dressed, and headed down to the casino. I wouldn’t have an orgasm and I always kept my cock ring on because I loved walking around the casino, my cock leaking pre, and the bulge in my shorts (dark colored shorts only!) being somewhat prominent as I perved out on all the women walking around. I always took a couple of breaks during the day and went back up to my room to masturbate for an hour or two, again without having an orgasm. Each time I did that, I would return to the casino even hornier than I was the time before! I just loved that feeling of being so excited and yet so frustrated! Sometimes I would strike up a conversation with a lady sitting next to me. It was always a nice, friendly conversation but in my mind I was undressing her and thinking “Would you like to come up to my suite and watch me masturbate?” It never actually happened but the idea of it was a turn on to me.
Anyway, more to Jane’s point, I always left the porn playing on the TV when I left my suite and I left the lube and all my “toys” laying on the nightstand next to the bed. I wanted there to be no doubt in the maids mind exactly what I had been doing! I loved it when I would go back up to my room and the porn would still be playing, the bed was made and all my toys were still laying there! Sometimes they would be slightly rearranged from the maid dusting the nightstand. One time a maid actually put a box of tissues on the nightstand! Don’t tell me that those maids don’t know what’s going on!
I’ve never received any complaints about it, like I said, all those maids know what’s going on, plus I’m a generous tipper so that may help some. I gamble enough (read “lose enough”) to where I get everything comped (room, food, beverage) but they won’t comp any movies you rent. When I check out in the VIP area the girl always tells me they’ve taken care of everything except the movies. Because of the price of the 24 hour rental, they know exactly what I rented and that I rented it every day! I always imagine the girl thinking “So this is the masturbating pervert the maids have been talking about!”
So yes, leaving out signs, whether advertently or inadvertently, that show you are a masturbator is a turn on!
by Palmlover » Thu May 23, 2024 8:43 am
I forgot add that even though I am remarried (to my ex), I still rent the adult movie package and masturbate in the room whenever we go on a gambling trip. I always wake up before my wife does which gives an hour or 2 to enjoy myself, but the first couple of times we went gambling, we just got a big room, not a suite with a separate bedroom, so I didn’t feel right about turning on the TV and masturbating to porn. Not because she minds, she doesn’t mind at all, I just didn’t want to wake her up. Since then we always get a suite so I can go in the other room and not bother her.
Sometimes when we’re gambling, especially if I’m on a losing streak, my wife will say “You’re losing your ass! Go up to the room and masturbate for awhile to save us money!” Honestly, she really does tell me that on occasion, and I absolutely love it!
by Davlew999 » Sat May 25, 2024 1:04 am
I will admit that sometimes on the morning of checking out of a hotel I’ve intentionally masturbated leaving my semen on the bed for the cleaning lady to find—I did so in the prone (face down) position so that the entire load gets ejaculated into one spot resulting in a good size puddle of the byproduct of my good feeling rather than getting shot / sprayed all over (increasing the likelihood it’s still wet and sticky and obvious by the time she gets there).
How insanely hot would it be to be your neighbor? I can imagine standing on the rear deck in the morning, coffee in hand, dressed only in a robe…
In the stillness of the morning, sound coming from the house next door…an open bedroom window…the unmistakable sounds of a woman moaning with pleasure…it must be the neighbor lady who’s watching the house! She’s having sex!
But wait: another sound, barely at the threshold of hearing…the distinct buzzing of a vibrator…oh, my: she’s masturbating! The neighbor lady is a masturbator! Not just a masturbator: she’s got the windows open so everyone can hear her as she buzzes her clit to orgasm. She’s a shameless, wanton chronic masturbation freak! Like me!
My cock is hard, throbbing with sudden need. my robe slides off my shoulders and forms a pool of fabric at my feet. I stand on my deck, nude and jacking off to the sounds of my masturbating neighbor. I’ve seen her walking the dog, and I picture her in my mind–nude, sprawled across the bed, Magic Wand grinding against her mound…or perhaps straddling a pillow with the vibe pressed between the pillow and her clit, like the women in the Betty Dodson video…
By her sounds, she’s close to cumming, and so am I…I am totally exposed in my back yard, jacking off like a maniac; I’m in that zone where I don’t care who might see me…no, I want someone to see me. I love to masturbate, and I want the world to see and know what a solo sexpert, what a happy masturbator I am. I especially want the new masturbating neighbor lady to see me pumping my hard cock to her moans of masturbatory ecstasy.
She’s coming, and I am triggered. My balls drain themselves in ecstatic spurts that splash onto the planks of the deck in pearly streaks. A perfect start to the day. I stand there, fondling my softening prick and thinking about the masturbator next door. How to let her know she has a neighbor who shares her love of masturbation? If she’s in her back yard later today, maybe I’ll arrange a jack-off show for her….
OMG! you just got me incredibly wet. I just came up to the bedroom to masturbate one more time… Well, that’s what I’m thinking right now. The homeowner is expected in after a nine day trip to Europe at 8:30 this evening and it’s 4 o’clock, so I do have, some time for another if I need it.
It’s been a rainy day here in the Midwest. I walked the dog just before the rain came. So I hurried my morning session a little bit, because I wanted to make sure the dog had a good walk. I just laid down on the mattress, cover, as the sheets are in the washing machine, And the dishwasher is running. I want to masturbate. And this description that I just read really triggered me good. That is one hot scenario, and yes, I talked to many neighbors. I do have a window open and my Hitachi is rubbing my clitoris. I unfortunately didn’t have enough time to shave my pussy and last night shower, that would be the only thing that I would change about this session is that my pussy would have been cleanly shaved. Moaning and the window is open. It’s been raining all day, so those people that like to take a walk, get the dog out, or go for an errand Might hear me. I am on a corner lot, in a nice neighborhood. I am the masturbator that you can hear with that window open.
by EarlyBeginner » Wed May 29, 2024 4:54 am
The middle eighties were still the time of the big mail order catalogues, no internet yet. And the time of increasing popularity of vibrators among women, whisper propaganda. So the catalogues dared the jump: The first shy vibrator on page about 987 in the chapter “hygiene” (or “health”? I forgot.) Those years they were still all of phallus shape due to the male fantasy that women would insert them into their vagina. (A little funny dialogue will follow here below.) My neighbour lady, single and attractive in her early fourties, was a great fan of a catalogue called “Otto”, a German male name. The Otto offered a “vibrator”, and a female model held it against her cheek with a lustful face. My neighbour used often to say “Otto, I find good”, laughing. This phrase was the slogan of Otto.
She had given me her key to take some care of her flat by occasions. So time to have a closer look when she was absent. I must be careful, she had a son of about 6.
One day no one present in the place, where to look? High places, too high for the boy? I started in the lower areas and did not need long. It was hidden in a long boot shaft. A phallus of about 6 inches. I checked the battery power and did this one or two times again. But could not find differences by frequent use (?).
She was sometimes little funny. Always on the chase for men with money. Many successless tries. One or two years before 2 big policemen stood at my door and were inside my flat earlier than I could think. With some noise making walkie talkie. “Ah, here is the sending source”. But this showed up as not quite correct, the source was in my neighbour’s flat. She was also present, so I got the story: Obviously one of her ex lovers had installed a spy microphone in her sleeping room to sit in his car anywhere in the street and to listen. Horny? Jealous? Another neighbour had found this radio transmitter in radio and informed police. She was only little shocked. Enough experience with males … But then suddenly a little more shocked though: “So he could have heard when I …..!” she said laughing, not finishing the sentence. When I what ….? She never talked about that case again.
About two years ago I had some very frank phone calls with a 75 years old lady living in a relatively far out place. “Each one knows each one here, I shall never find some lover again”. She was sophisticated and free minded. Still high sex drive, so the theme came to masturbation of course, my favourite theme. She used to rub her clitoris intensely more than one hour every morning in bed. Fast and stretched legs half spread. She had no problem to tell me. “I bought 3 vibrators with 3 crazy colours via internet, huuuh! (Adventurous old lady!) Put them into my vagina, but no orgasm.” she said disappointed. “You must hold them at your clitoris as every woman – although they have phallus shape.” “Oh. I did not know. Threw them into garbage.”
Stupid old girl.
post by Wet Jane » Thu May 30, 2024 6:52 am
I press my vibrator against my clitoris every morning. There are times when I push in my glass dildo into my pussy. They both feel so good as I spread my legs and masturbate.
I wonder if that cleaning lady was young or older? The family that I was pet sitting for raised three boys; no chance of finding any vibrators in their bedrooms, especially on a toweled pillow. Did she just pick it up and put it on the ground next to the bed, or did she look at it, turn it on? Did she think about who was using it? She’s never seen me before.
I was there for six days, I masturbated with the window open a few times I love doing it. The week before I was in a different house and I did the same thing, but I could actually see out the window if they were people walking by. They hear me moaning, as I masturbated my clitoris? I needed to masturbate and since it feels so good I moan.