I agree with my apartment partner Martha OK, but since we are working both women and active on weekends, we do not keep the apartment clean and clean as we would like. We never seemed able to find time to give him straightening and cleaning that really needed so we desperately hoped to get him back together. I heard a colleague talk about a friend who hired someone to help do their cleaning and I immediately realized that’s what we should do. I discovered the name of the cleaning woman and decided to hire her for a Saturday that Martha and I would dedicate to our task. With three of us working, we should be able to do wonders in one day.

Well, the Saturday came and the woman came to our house at the time she set: 8. It turns out we were serious. I didn’t meet her and she turned out to be a black young woman named Letty. It was tall and angular but muscular and had a nice chest - reminded me some of those female Olympic track stars.

Well, we went to work right now, but Martha and I had to discuss what to do first, and soon we were fighting instead of working. I looked at Letty embarrassed, but even though I thought it would help if I had leaned, Martha was taking the stupidest positions and I couldn’t help. Soon Letty, looking desperate, told us he had a suggestion. He said that in his regular work he supervised a cleaning team and had a lot of experience in planning such cleaning projects and suggested that we let her take control. He said if we put her in charge, the apartment would be great in a moment. We were immediately sold to the idea. We told her to move on and give orders.

In my surprise, the first thing he did was tell us we had to change! We were dressed in old jeans and sweatshirts, but she said we were dressed too well. He took us to my bedroom and took clothes for me: a pair of cutoffs and an old tee-shirt. He asked me to choose a shirt I didn’t need, then he ripped it, so he showed my midriff. Then he made me change, right in front of them, which was a little embarrassing. He told me not to wear a bra and that the shoes were useless since we were alone in the apartment. Then we went to Martha’s room and she made Martha dress the same. Then he assigned us our first tasks and worked alone. I realized she wasn’t dressed like that, wearing the janitor’s uniform like you, but I had to admit that her dress looked fresher than the sweaty shirts we wore. I must admit that he was a very hard worker - he did almost as much as we two, although some of his time was spent to control our work and give us our assignments. In a way it was nice not to have to think about things, just follow the orders and soon both Martha and I were looking for them for everything we did - going to her for a new job every time we finished one, and jumping to her every command.

At noon we could look at our apartment and see that we were making good progress. Martha and I are usually very informal for lunch, often jumping everything, but Letty had nothing! She had Martha in the kitchen making sandwiches, and even when I said I wasn’t going to eat, she insisted. He said if he wanted to do us a good job in the afternoon, we should have a good lunch.

After lunch, he worked on it again, and finally the apartment was really taking shape. Finally at 18:00, Letty told me to take three beers from the fridge and sit down saying we’re done. We sat there, sweaty and dirty, drinking our beer, and Letty said he should take a shower before he left. We agreed and sat down and talked a little more, and when we finished our beer, Letty suggested that Martha and I showered first. Actually, it was more of an order, and weird, even if it was, Martha and I were looking at each other, deciding who would go first. Then letty told us to shower together. Once again, we went and we did. What can I say?

Well, you know, it was weird taking a shower with Martha. We do not slip around naked in front of the other much less shower together, but our bathroom has a good size shower which houses two very easily. When we finished and went out of the shower, we discovered that Letty was in the bathroom, with one of our extra-large beach towels. He told us that he would dry us and immediately wrapped the towel around both! He pressed us together as he dried us with the towel wrapped around us. Being pressed against Martha was almost too much for me to take - she asked me about Letty a little more, but also I have to admit a sensual feeling that asked me about myself! I certainly never had any idea of doing it with Martha! Well, soon, Letty brought us back as she dries us and I was almost paralyzed, wondering what was going on. Here I am, my back and my ass pushed me against Martha’s, ideas that pass through my head!

Then Letty touched me - the towel was wrapped around us, but she had her hand under the lower edge touching my vagina! And I realized I was wet! I was speechless and breathing hard, and from feeling Martha’s back against mine, I could say she was in the same state. Letty knew what he was doing with his fingers, and I was coming soon. I could hear Martha do the same.

Since we were standing, I, at least, was in some danger of falling, but Letty kept us and didn’t let that happen. After a few seconds to breathe, he said we should shower again. He drove us into the shower, he lit the water, and in a minute he was naked, he followed us! I couldn’t believe how magnificent his breasts seemed, and in a second, he had pulled my head on his breasts and I was sucking away, with his hand behind my head. Martha was at the other chest. Soon I heard the hands of Letty running up and down my body, then playing with my nipples, and then getting down to my pussy again! I kept sucking. Soon I was coming, and in real danger of falling! The water still sprayed us all. Somehow, Letty took Martha and I both landed, and soon I found myself lying face down on the floor of the shower next to Martha. I could hear Letty running his hands on his back and ass. Soon he started working in the ass, then he pushed me a finger in my ass! I worked again and came back soon!

Then Letty turned off the water, pulled us out, dried us again, this time rather quickly, and then brought us into my bedroom and made us kneel both on the side of the bed so that our bodies lay face down on the bed next to each other and our asses and legs hung from the edge. She also tied a cloth around my eyes like a bandage and I could say she was doing the same to Martha. Then he told us that he would take each of us away again, one at a time, and that just when we were coming, he would have whipped us ten times quickly. Almost immediately I heard Martha breathe hard, then harder and harder, and safe enough, when she was at her peak, 10 slaps hard on her ass! Then he was my finger again! He did both my bitch and my asshole, even if he didn’t get through it this time. I was ready to come in no time, and just when I was just beginning, I felt an explosion of pain and pleasure in my ass! I couldn’t believe the sensations! I’m gonna stay there, I’m gonna go, trying to breathe!

After that, she brought us into the bed next door, still blindfolded and put the covers on us. He told us to kiss and keep each other. When we started, he told us to open our mouths and use our languages. Then she didn’t say anything, but after a few minutes, we broke the kiss and she immediately told us to return to it. Let me tell you, I felt hot again! He ordered us not to break the kiss, and it seemed like we were kissing for hours there, blindfolded. In fact, I must have gone away because the next thing I know was morning. Neither Martha nor Letty were there, and I found Martha eating her breakfast as usual. Letty was gone.

Neither Martha nor I was able to talk about that night, and we went through the week avoiding the subject, although sometimes our conversation was drawn as one or both became paralyzed with embarrassment. But in the middle of the week the phone played and Martha answered. All he did was listen for a minute, saying “yes” every few seconds, then he offered me the phone, telling me it was for me. It was Letty. She told me we forgot to pay her, so she was coming to get her check. She told me she was coming Saturday at 7:00 and she wanted me to be there. He also said he was bringing his boyfriend.