by Emily Vixen
“At least my uniform is there.” She huffed as she grabbed the dark blue cotton dress off the back of her desk chair. The blue dress was tight with a short skirt, her agency told her it was so she could move easier while she worked but April knew what kind of clients she usually worked for and their sick fantasies. The outfit was to please any employers who were home when she cleaned.
She grabbed a pair of white silk panties and a matching bra before heading off in a hurry to the bathroom. After giving her teeth a brush and using the toilet April started the shower and waited impatiently for the water to warm up. Once it had she quickly stripped off her old nightdress and darted under the hot flowing water.
The shower wasn't very powerful but it was good enough for April. She shampooed her hair up first before getting some shower gel in her hands and beginning to rub it all over her body. Soon enough she was covered in bubbles as she ran her soaped up hands over her firm, wet skin. If there was one good thing about her job it was that it kept her in good shape.
April had always been pretty but now that she'd been cleaning for a while her figure had an impressive tone to it. Her arms, legs and stomach were strong but not overly muscled and her breasts and hips were still as curvy as ever. In the beginning her DD cup breasts had gotten in the way while she tried to scrub and dust but she'd leaned to work around it.
Even April couldn't help a smirk as she reached around with her soapy hands and began to lather up her butt. It was easily her best feature and as she rubbed the warm soapy water over her backside she could really feel what her admirers liked so much. The skin was firm but soft, each buttock a nice handful with just a bit left over. It was perfect and even April couldn't stop herself thinking what it must look like from behind if she bent over naked, her wet pussy just peeking out below those perfect cheeks.
With a start she realised she'd be late for work at this rate and quickly finished washing before rinsing all the bubbles off her skin and out of her dark hair. After a quick dry with a towel and a blow dry of her hair she dressed in her uniform and pulled her hair up into a messy, low bun at the back of her neck.
“Perfect.” She grinned in the mirror before heading off to the kitchen to pick up the lunch she'd packed for herself the night before. After grabbing her lunch and her huge winter coat she headed out of her apartment.
The bus stop wasn't too far from her front door and this was one of the reasons why April had chosen that apartment in the first place. That and the fact that it was cheap.
A winter wind blew strong and April let out a whimper as it hit her bare legs. She knew she should have put some leggings on under the dress but today of all days she didn't want to be more covered up than she needed to be. Today the first client on her rota was Mrs. Heart. Of all the clients that April saw she couldn't help but like Mrs. Heart. Her clients were usually old and unable to work for themselves any more or they were young and couldn't be bothered. At the very least all her clients were rich and lived up in the hills. Mrs Heart wasn't just rich though, she was young and gorgeous. The wife of some movie director that April had never heard of.
As April took her seat on the bus and waited for it to take her off into the hills for her work day to begin she yawned and thought about what Mrs. Heart might be wearing that day. Mrs. Heart was athletic, she'd been a personal trainer back before her marriage but now she'd married her old-fashioned husband had insisted she quit work and stay at home to look after the kids they were sure to have some day. April secretly suspected that the old director probably wasn't up to the task but she never said that to Mrs. Heart, no matter how much she herself insisted on it.
Unlike her husband Mrs. Heart was in her mid-twenties and looked it. Her hair was dyed a honey blonde and her tanned skin was flawless. Even though April was just the maid she'd never seen Mrs. Heart without perfect hair and make-up and had never even seen her in the same outfit twice.
April took a deep breath as the bus finally brought her outside the massive gates of the Heart house, or was it officially a mansion? It was big enough to be as April would soon remember after having to clean the whole place from top to bottom.
April was quickly let through the massive gates by the security guard and ran up the drive to the main house to get out of the wind. It wasn't as bad here as it had been in town but it was still cold and she was glad to be out of it.
Mrs. Heart was talking away on her phone in the kitchen so April grabbed her bucket and mop from the closet and took them upstairs to begin with cleaning the bathrooms. There were three and April hated cleaning bathrooms the most. The rest of the cleaning wasn't half as bad as those three bathrooms. They were always tidy and pretty much clean anyway but there was something horrible about cleaning somewhere she knew Mr. Heart had probably been naked. She doubted he'd been naked in the bedroom very much but the bathrooms were a certainty.
The first bathroom she cleaned was always the one in Mr. Heart's bedroom to get it out of the way and after getting over her squeamishness it was soon done and the main bathroom that the couple shared was next, followed by the one bathroom she didn't mind cleaning, Mrs. Heart's private bathroom.
Mrs Heart's bathroom was always immaculate anyway but it was nice to give it a quick clean anyway and look at all the beauty products that she used. April couldn't afford any of them in a year let alone the whole collections that Mrs Heart used and tossed aside as though it were nothing. It was time to start on the bedrooms.
April hadn't been cleaning long when Mrs. Heart came into the bedroom. “It's April isn't it?” she asked nervously.
“Yes, is there something you want me to clean first or anything I can help you with Mrs. Heart?” April asked as she'd been trained to do if the owner of the house was home and asked her a question like that.
“No, and it's okay, you can call me Melissa or better yet call me Mel.” she replied. “I just wanted to ask you something... not about work. I feel bad about having to bother you with it, this isn't what you're paid for after all but I don't really have anyone else I can talk to.”
Mel sighed and raked a hand through her long honey blonde hair as she sat down on the edge of her bed. “All my friends are in 'the business' and know my husband. To be honest they're not really friends at all. Just people I have to pretend to be friends with. Anyone I considered an actual friend is long gone.”
April stood awkwardly clutching a microfibre cloth she'd been dusting with, she didn't know where this was going or what to say at all. No client had ever spoken to her for so long. Usually it was just her male clients commenting on her figure before moving on to their A-list mistress or on rare occasions their wife.
“I guess it wouldn't really be a surprise to tell you I don't love my husband.” Mel laughed softly, “I think I was just flattered someone I considered to be important wanted to marry me. The truth is... I don't even like men at all. Not something that was acceptable a few years back but now... now I could be with whoever I want and it would just be empowering or brave. The divorce I can handle and I've already got another place I can move to, an apartment in the city in my name. But, I still need a bit of help.”
“I can send someone from the company to clean your new apartment or clean it myself if that's what you would like. I can make room in my weekly rounds for it.” April piped up hopefully. If she got more cleaning for the company she'd get a small bonus to her pay.
“You're more than welcome to clean the apartment if you want or get someone else from our company to do it, you're great at your job but that wasn't it.” Mel replied. “I was actually going to ask if you would take me out for a night on the town.”
April dropped her duster as her mouth fell open in shock. “B-but I'm the cleaner and you're a star!” she protested.
Mel shook her head. “I was a personal trainer and that's what I'm going to be doing again when I get my divorce. I'm just a regular person like you. I don't fit in with celebrities as an equal and I don't want to either. Stupid snobs!” she smile
d as April giggled. “I want to be normal again and the first step with that is going out with someone else who's normal and honestly you're the most normal person I know.”
“What about the security guard?” April asked.
“He doesn't exactly strike me as someone with a full social life.” Mel laughed. “Anyway I'm pretty sure you like women too so I'm thinking you might know somewhere we can go to find women who like other women.”
Again April was shocked. “Is it that obvious?” she asked timidly.
“Yeah, I've had enough looks from men over the years to know when someone is checking me out.” Mel laughed. “To be honest I think you're hot too but I figured it would be weird and maybe against the rules even for me to flirt with you right now, since I'm technically your employer.”
“Never stopped the men doing it.” April shrugged. “I think I know some pretty cool places we can go but they're all kind of cheap, not the places you'll be used to.” she warned.
“Cheap is best. I said I'm a normal person trapped in a celebrity marriage, I just want to be normal again. Sure, I'll have money after the divorce, but I'm going to put it into business rather than a celebrity lifestyle. Maybe if we find somewhere more expensive that looks good the drinks will be on me.”
“If you really want to go with me then I'd love to!” April exclaimed.
“It's a date then, are you free tonight?” Mel asked.
April barely had to think about it. Her plans for the night had been to sit in with pizza and watch the TV. “I'm free!” she replied excitedly.
“I'll come pick you up at eight then.” Mel smiled as she got up off the bed and stretched, “I think I'd best give my lawyer a call and get that divorce started.”
April could barely believe what had happened. She let her eyes wander down to Mrs. Heart – no, Mel's – ass as she walked away. She always looked good but somehow knowing that Mel was actually interested in women made her look more attractive than ever. Then it struck her what Mel had said. 'It's a date'. Did she mean it was actually a date or was she just saying that because it was such a common phrase? Her excitement was making it difficult to think. No, no now wasn't the time for this. She needed to calm down. It didn't matter yet. Right now she had a job to do so she needed to focus on that. April forced herself to get back to work, though the cleaning felt much easier while her mind happily wandered to thoughts about all the fun she and Mel would be having that night. Part of her also wondered about the two of them having some other fun but she tried not to think about that too much right now. It would be difficult to properly focus on her job if she started getting too horny halfway through cleaning.
As the day went on April regularly found herself working on auto-pilot whilst trying to plan for the night ahead. Occasionally she would overhear snippets of Mel's conversations on the phone and although she knew it was none of her business she couldn't resist eavesdropping to find out more about what was going on. Most of it didn't mean much to her but it was still interesting all the same. She also had to stop now and then because Mel came back to speak to her between phone-calls. They didn't talk about anything in particular, instead choosing to simply get to know one another a little better ahead of their night out. Mel also asked about her address, which was fortunate, as if she hadn't remembered to ask then it would have made picking April up that night incredibly difficult. They also swapped numbers to ensure they could still meet up if Mel ended up forgetting her address.
Given how huge Mel's house was it took April most of the day to finish up. She had a couple of other jobs afterwards but they were nothing by comparison, mostly small studio apartments or tiny houses at worst. She worked as hard as ever but yet again her mind was elsewhere. She was thrilled when the work was finally out of the way and she could rush off home. The day had been dragging ever since she was separated from Mel. April didn't remember the last time she'd gone for a night out so this was going to be amazing, especially considering who she had along for company. One bus ride home later she was rushing into he apartment and stripping off to shower again. Normally she wouldn't have bothered showering again after work but normally she would also have just been sitting around eating junk food and watching television. That wasn't going to be the case tonight. She needed to clean and presentable. Ideally she also would have got her apartment in order on the off-chance that she was able to invite Mel back but there simply wasn't time for that. She was just going to have to ignore the mess of her home. Hopefully, even if Mel did want to head back somewhere, they would go back to her place anyway. It was definitely a much better option than April's tiny apartment.
In her eagerness, April had finished cleaning up and getting ready by 7:30, a full half an hour before Mel was due to arrive. Great, now what was she supposed to do? It wasn't as if she would be able to sit patiently when she was this excited. With a huff she started pacing her apartment, trying to find a way to distract herself. She put the television on for a start but, as always, there was nothing good on. It still served as good background noise though. She was half-listening to it when she caught sight of herself in the mirror and stopped to check herself out. She had slipped into a short, dark dress that not only showed off a little cleavage but was also tight enough to hug her ass and really show it off. Dresses were nice from time to time but usually they failed to show off her best asset. This was one of the few dresses she'd ever found that could actually do that and she'd always kept it on hand ever since discovering this. She had used it when out looking for a sexy hook-up in bars and clubs in the past and so far it had never disappointed her. Hopefully it would continue to work even when pitted against a beautiful celebrity like Mel.
Considering how well Mel dressed around the house, April could only imagine what she would wear for a night out. The more she thought about it however, the more she realised that it wasn't the outfit that interested her. Instead, it was the idea of Mel changing, specifically in that perfect moment between outfits where she would be wearing nothing but a bra and panties. It was a fairly easy mental image to conjure up and just imagining it was enough to make April wet. She sat down in front of the television and made herself comfortable. Whatever was on turned into vague background noise as she focused on the thought, imagining Mel stripping off not only her outfit but her underwear as well. April squirmed a little on her chair while she thought about it and her hand slowly wandered down to her thigh before creeping up towards her crotch. She gasped quietly as she started rubbing herself through her panties. Well this was certainly one way of keeping herself busy while waiting for Mel to show up. She moaned quietly, deciding not to reach into her panties and instead masturbating over them, rubbing her hand in small, gentle circles. Her hips jerked a little now and then, begging for more, but she didn't dare let herself get too carried away. Just a little, she decided. She would just rub herself a little to try and calm down and then focus on something else.
Naturally, it didn't work. Instead she found herself getting hornier and hornier. Her hand was moving faster and faster and she was pressing harder on her pussy and clit as she masturbated. Her free hand grasped at the arm of her chair and she had to bite down on her lip to stop herself from moaning too loud as her hand moved faster and harder. Fuck it, there was no point holding back now! She was just going to go for it! She moved her hand up and then under the waistband of her panties so she could masturbate properly. She was just about to slip a finger into her already soaking wet slit when she heard someone knocking the door. She jumped upright and quickly pulled her hand away, feeling her cheeks flush with embarrassment. Had someone heard her? Had she been too loud? Either way, someone had definitely nearly caught her in the act.
“C-coming!” she called out, taking a moment to gather herself and calm down before gently opening the door. She was surprised to find Mel standing there, wearing a long, beautiful red dress with slits up the side to show off her gorgeous thighs and a low neckline accentuated by a beautiful necklace that drew the eye to her ama
zing breasts.
“Oh! I, uh, didn't think you'd be here so soon!” April said with a nervous little laugh, both excited and embarrassed that Mel had nearly caught her masturbating.
“Really? I'm only a couple of minutes early,” Mel laughed.
“Huh?” April checked the clock on her wall. Apparently she was right. Had she really been so wrapped up in masturbating that nearly a whole half an hour had disappeared on her? She really must have been horny. “Oh! Hah, er, guess I lost track of time!” she said with a nervous little laugh. “Well, anyway, shall we get going?” April slipped into her heels and grabbed her purse with her money and keys before closing and locking the door behind her.
“Sounds great. Got anywhere in particular in mind for tonight?” Mel asked hopefully.
“A couple of places. Nowhere too fancy, like you said, but hopefully they'll still be fun. To be honest it's been a while since I've been either,” April confessed. She led the way and the two of them made their way into town. There was no need for a bus as they weren't heading up into the fancy part of town. Mel wanted a normal night out so that was what April was going to give her. She just hoped it lived up to her expectations.
Two hours later, the two of them had already returned to April's apartment.
“Ugh, I'm so sorry,” April huffed as they walked inside. “I can't believe so many places have already closed. Even the ones that were still open seem to have gone downhill.”
“It's fine,” Mel laughed. “We got some good drinks at least, and barely anyone recognised me either, which is a big plus.”
“I suppose so, though there weren't any good lesbian bars so that didn't really work out considering that was where you asked me to take you. Guess it's been too long since I went looking to hook up with someone, I don't know where to go or how to do it any more,” April said with a little laugh.