01-29-2018, 10:36 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-27-2018, 04:30 AM by FweepFwopFwoop.)
Golden Day Cleaning Services, a maid service that advertises friendly maids and quality cleanliness. The high reviews the service received seemed to be near universal, and every new client "had heard great things from a friend." Of course, a big part of how everyone seemed to love them seemed to be the result of a rumor about their workers. It wasn't something often said aloud, but Golden Day's maids had a reputation for being... "Loose."
And Evan was proof that sometimes, rumors were true. Every time he had a client, he would play up the part of the sexy maid and tease them until both parties had forgotten about the whole cleaning thing, and suddenly they were both in bed, screwing like rabbits. Evan wasn't the only maid who behaved like this either, hence the company's reputation. There was a rumor Evan had heard that the entire maid thing was just a cover up, and the workers were actually prostitutes. Some of the maids themselves spread the rumor around inside the company, though the workers' variation was that the company had STARTED as a front for prostitutes.
Either way, it didn't matter to Evan. He had a job, and his job provided him with both money and sex, the latter of which he was particularly fond of. He owned a collection of sex toys, costumes, frequently visited sex clubs... Even outside of his job, which saw plenty of action, Evan enjoyed sex far too much.
As evidenced by the enormous belly that was taking up his lap as he sat in his van, trying to calm down the babies inside. Even with the chair pushed back as far as it could go, his swollen womb was big enough to reach the steering wheel. The skin was stretched tightly around his belly, and the movements of each of the babies inside was easy to see. Not helping matters was how tight his work shirt was, and even under the layer of fabric, every little kick and roll was plain as day to anyone who looked at his belly. And how could they not, with how huge it was? Still, Evan couldn't bring himself to mind it too much. Some of his partners were into his massive belly. And even if his customers weren't into it, at least he could play up his pregnancy to get some better tips.
Speaking of customers, it was time to get to work. Today was the first day of working as a daily maid for a new customer, and so far Evan had been sitting in his van for the past five minutes trying to get his babies to calm down and stop moving so much, to no avail. He couldn't stay there any longer if there was going to be any chance of making a good first impression. Ignoring his job as a maid, he needed to see if this new customer was someone who would be interested in screwing him, or if it would just be a normal customer hoping for a normal cleaning service, no sex involved. If it was the former, Evan wanted to start planning all the fun they would have. It was the latter, then he wanted to get the day's work done so he could start planning all the fun he would have with his friends later.
Evan gave himself one last look-over before getting out of the van. His hair, chestnut brown, was looking good. His fair skin nice and clean, no oils or anything. Brown eyes as bright as ever. Good to go. The babies protested Evan's movement as he climbed out of the van and waddled to grab all of his things out of the back. They were even more unhappy as he had to push his maid cart up the walkway and to the house. It was getting harder to do this job with every passing day, but it was always worth it. Evan rang the doorbell and took a second to compose himself once more. He hoped that whoever was going to meet him would be more drawn to his arguably twinkish face than the enormous belly he was leading with, and the babies clearly and obviously moving inside it.
And Evan was proof that sometimes, rumors were true. Every time he had a client, he would play up the part of the sexy maid and tease them until both parties had forgotten about the whole cleaning thing, and suddenly they were both in bed, screwing like rabbits. Evan wasn't the only maid who behaved like this either, hence the company's reputation. There was a rumor Evan had heard that the entire maid thing was just a cover up, and the workers were actually prostitutes. Some of the maids themselves spread the rumor around inside the company, though the workers' variation was that the company had STARTED as a front for prostitutes.
Either way, it didn't matter to Evan. He had a job, and his job provided him with both money and sex, the latter of which he was particularly fond of. He owned a collection of sex toys, costumes, frequently visited sex clubs... Even outside of his job, which saw plenty of action, Evan enjoyed sex far too much.
As evidenced by the enormous belly that was taking up his lap as he sat in his van, trying to calm down the babies inside. Even with the chair pushed back as far as it could go, his swollen womb was big enough to reach the steering wheel. The skin was stretched tightly around his belly, and the movements of each of the babies inside was easy to see. Not helping matters was how tight his work shirt was, and even under the layer of fabric, every little kick and roll was plain as day to anyone who looked at his belly. And how could they not, with how huge it was? Still, Evan couldn't bring himself to mind it too much. Some of his partners were into his massive belly. And even if his customers weren't into it, at least he could play up his pregnancy to get some better tips.
Speaking of customers, it was time to get to work. Today was the first day of working as a daily maid for a new customer, and so far Evan had been sitting in his van for the past five minutes trying to get his babies to calm down and stop moving so much, to no avail. He couldn't stay there any longer if there was going to be any chance of making a good first impression. Ignoring his job as a maid, he needed to see if this new customer was someone who would be interested in screwing him, or if it would just be a normal customer hoping for a normal cleaning service, no sex involved. If it was the former, Evan wanted to start planning all the fun they would have. It was the latter, then he wanted to get the day's work done so he could start planning all the fun he would have with his friends later.
Evan gave himself one last look-over before getting out of the van. His hair, chestnut brown, was looking good. His fair skin nice and clean, no oils or anything. Brown eyes as bright as ever. Good to go. The babies protested Evan's movement as he climbed out of the van and waddled to grab all of his things out of the back. They were even more unhappy as he had to push his maid cart up the walkway and to the house. It was getting harder to do this job with every passing day, but it was always worth it. Evan rang the doorbell and took a second to compose himself once more. He hoped that whoever was going to meet him would be more drawn to his arguably twinkish face than the enormous belly he was leading with, and the babies clearly and obviously moving inside it.
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