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Continued….
Hanging on the ladder, bucket on its hook, chamois leather dripping in your hand, ‘polishing off’ cloth (red of course) hanging from your overalls pocket, the window pane was the last thing on your mind.
This is your own company, and you had fancied getting this contract for years. Hence the ridiculously low bid you put in, to get it. There is as much overtime as you want, and already there is talk of working with the caretakers when needed, and gardening too. But cleaning the windows will always be the priority.
Your reputation is good, all the staff like you. Outwardly, and inwardly to most extents, you are a kind, well mannered gentle man, a gentleman. But in your head….(on a look but you cannot touch basis), you dream of spankings and naughty girls. Masturbation is high in your fantasies too.
The reputation of ‘Saint Helena High School for Wayward Girls’, is one of strict discipline, and a school full of attractive naughty girls.
It is your fifth week, most of your work has been on empty classrooms. You played a master stroke by telling the Headmistress that you came down from a ladder because it was the girls changing rooms, you apologised, and asked if you could be given a timetable for sensitive places. ‘Oh what a lovely man.’ The staff are saying. ‘The last one we had would have taken all day to do it!
But you knew, all along, it was only a matter of time…’just be nice, it will pay off, just you see.’
The two girls wriggling before you, through the window are getting cheekier, and naughtier.
You are pretty sure you know who they are. Samantha and Charlotte are cheeky but nice. They always smile at you, and call you Mister Bucket. Only the other day they asked if Mrs Mop was alright. You laughed and replied, ‘How did you know? We are going into business! I am having a van painted, ‘Mop and Bucket, Window Cleaners.’
No harm done, and you looked forward to seeing them…. (on the corridors, because you do the inside window panes on bad weather days, and classrooms in holidays)….and you looked forward to seeing lots of other cheeky girls too. They all seemed lovely.
Back to the ladder…
You could see their school knickers! And then, they started to slide them down!
You were excited, and trembling inside, your widest hopes and dreams were proving right, it had just been a matter of time, and being nice.
Your mind, although not a photographic memory, was very perceptive. Tonight this image would be in your mind, and your manhood would be in your hand, rubbing back and forth up your shaft.
First one pair, and then the other…
More to come!
Asa