Sunday Evening’s Debauchery

Catrin Another day has passed, and I am exhausted. Today I had to clean four large houses with only a team of three. We usually have a team of four, and on a good day we sometimes have a team of five. With regular houses it’s just one person or two if the day isn’t busy. I work at Mary’s Maids Cleaning Services. I have worked for Mary for five years now. I started there when I was 21, when I was desperate for any job. It's one of those jobs where you always say you are going to quit but never do. You usually stay because the other staff is class and good craic, and the pay is just good enough to get you by. I draw the bath water extra hot. Nothing beats having a long hot soak with lavender bath salts. I decide to spice it up a bit and light some candles and play calm music on my phone. As the bath is being drawn, I walk to my bedroom and grab my vibrator. It’s my only form of romance these days and just what I need to relax. I slowly lower myself into the bath and let the warmth of the bath engulf me. The water burns for the first few seconds but then becomes soothing. After soaking for a while and making sure the stiffness is all out of my muscles, I grab my vibrator. I turn it on and start by softly rubbing it over my n*****s. I see them begin to harden and feel them become sensitive. I begin moving the vibrator down between my legs and my free hand takes over massaging my breast. As I squeeze my t**s, I slowly start to rub the vibrator over my button. Moving it up and down and hitting the sensitive spot every time. I can feel the buildup of tension in my lower stomach and know that I am starting to get close to my release. I concentrate on what I am feeling. How my hand is applying just enough pressure to my tit. It starts with a full-on palm and when I squeeze it brings the right amount of pressure to my n****e. It feels like a pinch with the right amount of stimulation that is on the verge of hurting. I start to move my vibrator in fast circular motion around my c**t. Enjoying the vibrations that are pushing me further up. A little higher. Almost there! When… I hear my phone vibrate. Uh. It was ruined, which left me frustrated. With a deep sigh and rolling my eyes, I wipe my hands on the towel and look at my phone. It’s from my boss, Mary, in the work group chat. -Hey everyone! Good work today! I know tomorrow is supposed to be everyone’s day off, but we just got an urgent call asking us for a deep clean tomorrow at StoneyRidge. If you are able to work tomorrow, please let me know. Tomorrow will be double time with a tip. I click off my phone and decide to get out of the bathtub. The water has become cold, the mood was ruined, and my fingers are starting to look like raisins. I grab the towel and wrap it around me and step out. Sure enough, as soon as my foot touches the floor, my phone starts to ring. I know who it is. It is my best friend Emma. Emma and I started working for Mary at the same time. Since then, we have been inseparable. We are the exact opposites of each other and have a 10-year age gap between us. I guess opposites attract. I pick up the phone, blow out the candles, and walk out of the bathroom. “Heya!” I say as I answer the phone. “Are you going to work tomorrow?” Emma asks me. Straight to the point. “Yeah. I probably should. It is double pay with a nice add-on. I could really use the money to be honest. Please tell me you are too.” I ask with a little bit of desperation. “I guess. I’ll have to cancel the date with the guy from tinder. Kind of a bummer, because he was so hot. He sent me a d**k pic and let's just say he was given a gift.” I roll my eyes as she talks. Emma is very open about her sexuality. She knows what she wants, and she goes and gets it. She claims when you get older you don’t have time to beat around the bush and play games. She isn’t looking for a relationship just yet, and just wants to have a bit of fun. I wish I were confident enough to do that. When you look like Emma, I guess you can have the confidence to chase the d**k down when you want it. She has a toned, hourglass figure that men go crazy for. Her hair is a milk chocolate color that has natural beach waves in it, along with stunning green eyes. Though she is 36, she often gets mistaken as being in her mid to late twenties. I am almost positive Aphrodite herself created Emma. I, on the other hand, have poker straight blonde hair with bluish-gray eyes. I wear blue Buddy Holly glasses. I also have a little bit more fluff, to put it nicely, on me. I grew up being overweight, which didn’t really gain me any points with boys. I was bullied most of my childhood, so I kept to myself. After graduation, when I moved out and got my own place, it is when I started to lose weight. Back then I didn’t have a car and had to walk everywhere. On top of that, money was tight, and I couldn’t really buy many luxury groceries while still paying the bills on time. I wouldn’t say I am happy with the way I look now. I am roughly a size 12/14, depending on the brand. I hate looking at myself naked in the mirror because all I see are my insecurities, and deep down I still feel like an elephant in the room. “I’m sure you can reschedule it.” I say to her as I walk into my bedroom and start to pull out an oversize t-shirt and a pair of underwear. “Maybe we will get done early and I can still hookup with him.” She states with a little bit of hope in her voice. “I don’t know.” I tell her. “Have you seen StoneyRidge? It is huge! It’s a castle. Plus, Mary says it is urgent and on a Sunday morning. It sounds like it’s going to be a long day.” I hear her let out an exaggerated breath. “I guess. I will message him and reschedule. But I am going to go to bed now, Cat. I will see you tomorrow. “ “Okay. Goodnight. I will see you bright and early. Kiss kiss.” “Night, Cat. Kiss kiss.” She says before she hangs up. I craw into bed and, once I am comfortable, I message Mary back telling her that I will be there. I set my alarm on my phone and shut the lights off.