Mr clean rings the door bell you can see his muscular body leaning against the doorframe. You look through the peephole an ogle his delicious looking body. You answer the door.
"Why hello there sir," you say rolling the r, you invite him in and look him up and down paying special attention to his round juicy ass, you can hear squeaking as it rubs against his tight white pants.
He looks around licking his lips
"My my y/n what a mess you've made", he says in a demeaning tone
"im so sorry sir I'll work hard" you say worried that he'll leave
"oh you'll work, I'll work you so hard your knees go weak and your bent over the sink panting like the dirty bitch you are"
You stare at him lustfully and saunter over
He grabs your chin and waist and whispers
"Show me to the cleaning closet we need to get started miss/mister y/n"
you moan softly biting your lip "yes sir"
As you walk to the closet you fantasize about what he could do to you instead of cleaning, you imagine him rubbing up and down your soapy body moaning as he hits sensitive areas. you blush and try focusing back on the closet.
He opens the closet door and grabs the wipes "let's start wiping down this mess hmm" he says, he looks at you like he sees something you don't. you worry that he's noticed how wet you are for him, how messy you are, how you crave for him to clean you up inside. You stutter "ready when you are" you lead him into the bathroom ready for whatever task he thew at you or whatever position he put you in you shake your head, cleaning just cleaning you think. You reach the bathroom and look at him, he says, "I see the floor's not the only dirty thing in here", he walks towards you and you gulp another step and you shudder pressing up against the sink. But he walks past you and you look at him confused "this bathtub is filthy" he says wiping the side. You sigh slightly disappointed and get to work cleaning it. He starts scrubbing the sides humming a tune and you can't help but stare at hips as they sway to the song. Desires fill you up again. You walk up to him saying I think this mess needs something stronger sir, "like my secret cleaning sponge" he says smirking "i knew you wanted it from the moment I got here" he says starting to take of his shirt, you stare. As he shows is six pack... Of sponges? You stare very confused but won't back down "mm not like that" you say, "something stronger harder and longer" he looks confused you grind against him with your hips he looks at you somber. "So you knew all along " you get confused. He unbuckles his pants you shudder with excitement and anticipation. What he pulled out was long, longer than you ever thought possible. you questioned how it even fit inside such tight pants with that much mass. He pulls out his ultra-suction power cordless mini vacuum. You gaze in awe
