I was just looking in the newsagents window when I saw an ad for a cleaner required, I got out my phone and called the number. This was my first chat with George, it seems he was in the services, about 70ish and wanted someone to do a bit of cleaning once a week. I arranged to go and meet George the following day. Although I do have a thing for older men I was just expecting a cuppa and a chat. We met at his house in a reasonably quiet village, I did notice that he seemed quite attracted to my 36C boobs and I was quite taken by him. After a bit of flirting from both sides We agreed I would start tomorrow. I was quite excited in the morning, I had been thinking about George and was hoping that more than cleaning was on his agenda. I arrived on time, he let me in and I started in the kitchen. It wasn't long before I noticed him in the doorway staring at my boobs again, I smiled at him and knowing he was watching started scrubbing vigorously at an imaginary spot on the kitchen table. I could see he was enjoying the scene, it was very obvious. I turned my back on him to clean the sink, he walked up behind me, I could feel his presence and his arms slid around me and he cupped my boobs. 'George' I exclaimed, his hands moved away but I stopped them and moved them under my top and inside my bra, his old fingers kneaded my breasts and tweaked my nipples. Still over the sink I pushed my arse back and could feel his bulge. He moved his hands and skilfully removed my top and bra and told me to hold the taps. I did as I was told and he slid his hand up my leg, into my pants and his fingers explored my now very wet pussy. 'Don't let go' he said as he slid 2 fingers into me, he had me to the point of orgasm and stopped, 'I'm not done with you yet' he said. He took his hand out from inside my pants, pulled them down and I stepped out of them, he moved in closer and I felt his naked cock on my arse cheeks. 'Keep hold of the taps' he ordered, as his hand moved back to my wet pussy, rubbing my clit until I was trembling with delight, his other hand was stroking his cock. I was desperate for his cock inside me, I kept asking him to fuck me and at last he slid his hard cock into me, it felt wonderful to be fucked over his kitchen sink, he slid in and out of me stroking my arse, telling me how he'd always wanted to fuck a scrubber. I was pushing back I wanted to feel him deep inside me, I came quite quickly and a few minutes later so did he, filling me with his hot cum. It was then I opened my eyes and looked through the window and there at the bottom of the garden raking leaves was his gardener. Wow what a first day, I do hope this continues I thought.