Maid For Each Other: The Caught Client

Lauren Phillips is busting her ass cleaning while talking to herself. Good thing the homeowners are off on vacation, she mutters, because she had to get her license renewed today and that line took fucking forever. Easier to clean at night than cancel on them. Who’s gonna know? She flicks the light on in the next room and freezes. Kimmy Kimm is sprawled out on the couch, fingers deep in her pussy, caught mid-stroke in the sudden brightness. They both yelp. Kimmy scrambles to cover up, Lauren’s jaw drops. Kimmy blurts out that Lauren is supposed to be here during the day. Lauren shoots back that she had an errand and figured the coast was clear at night. Then she asks why Kimmy’s not at college. Kimmy grins like she’s been caught shoplifting snacks—she came home while the parents are gone for the free groceries and a quiet place to rub one out in her favorite room. Both know the parents would freak: Kimmy sneaking off campus, Lauren letting herself in after dark. They pinky-swear to keep their mouths shut. Lauren still has work to do, though. Kimmy jokes that she’s got her own task to finish. Lauren offers to clean elsewhere, but Kimmy shrugs and says Lauren can stay—no need to wait on her; Kimmy likes to take her time. Lauren looks like she swallowed a live wire, but she gets to dusting. Except neither can focus. Every time Lauren bends over, Kimmy’s eyes lock on that ass. Every time Kimmy moans, Lauren sneaks a glance. The tension snaps. Lauren drops the rag. Kimmy sits up, glistening fingers still moving. They’re already keeping one secret tonight; might as well add another. Clothes hit the floor. Tongues meet. Secret number two begins with a wet kiss and a shared smirk.