Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 59

Petra

As usual, Jill, my long-time cleaning lady rang the bell at 7:50. Going to the door I was surprised to see she was not alone: she was accompanied by what at first glance looked like an attractive, but unusually muscular girl.

"What's up Jill, have you brought reinforcements?"

"Yes and no, I've been telling you that it's getting too hard for me to clean for you. Don't forget I'll turn 65 by the end of the month. When it was only your old apartment it was OK, but now with the big studio added to it, it's just too much for me. I talked to the agency about retiring and they agreed it was indeed time for me to store away my brooms and hang up my bucket, so they provided a replacement. This is Petra, she is from Poland, she's got youth on her side at 36. I'm sure you will like her, she used to participate in bodybuilding contests, but just as I was getting too old and not enjoying cleaning, she found there was no longer any fun participating. She keeps her body in shape though and loves to pose, and I happen to know you like to take pictures of skimpily-clad girls with stunning bodies. You will get two for the price of one, a very good cleaning lady and a model with a killer body. Today I will show her the ropes, afterwards when we've finished and if you're happy you can keep her on, or I'll get the agency to find someone else for you. Don't worry, if that's the case I'll come as often as required to train someone else until we find the right person for you."

That was the longest speech I had ever heard Jill make in the many years she cleaned for me. Petra looked at her, slightly flushed. "You don't have to tell uh...I think Jill forgot to introduce us."

"Oh yes, I am Lew, pleased to make your acquaintance."

"Mister Lew, Jill loves to tell everybody about my old life as a bodybuilding model, you shouldn't pay any attention to that."

"Don't worry I am not, and it's just Lew please. I've known Jill for many years and I know her through and through, and she me. I bet she has told you a thing or two about me as well."

"Yes, she did, especially about your specialty in nude photography."

"Jill, what did you do that for, you naughty girl, I never asked you to pose in the nude for me did I?"

"No you didn't, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't have loved to do it when I was younger."

"Really, god if I'd have known, I would surely have asked you, but you being married and all, I never dared. But hey who knows, now that you will have loads of free time..."

"No it's too late, I'm too old for that."

"You are never too old, just a few weeks ago I photographed a 52-year-old woman and she was stunning. Let me make an appointment for you."

"In your dreams!"

"No I mean it, you are a beautiful woman Jill and as far as I can see still in very good shape."

"Yeah keep on dreaming Lew and let me just do the cleaning."

"OK but I still want to keep my options open."

"Come on Petra, let's leave this dreamer to his photos and start cleaning the place."

The two of them disappeared into the studio to go about their cleaning business. I went back upstairs for a leisurely breakfast on my second free day of the week. Around 10 I went downstairs with Jill's cup of tea. I had brought one for Petra too, hoping that she liked tea as well - she did.

"So ladies, everything to your satisfaction?"

"Yes, this is a big studio you have here," Petra replied.

"Yes, one of the main reasons for Jill to leave me after all these years, but I can understand it: she's not getting any younger and this was a big place to maintain, certainly after my previous small apartment. Where is Jill by the way?"

"I don't know, she disappeared a while ago, I saw her going into one of the rooms back there."

"Mmmm I wonder? Shall we investigate where she went? Care to join me?"

"OK."

Petra had pointed to the room giving access to the staircase into the cellar. I knew that Jill was very curious about what was in that cellar, she had never been there, and I'd never volunteered any information. She probably thought this was the last opportunity she would get to find out. We went very quietly down the stairs. It was rather dark, just a small security light burning. I suspected that Jill would be very nervous, and I didn't want the poor curious dear to get a heart attack with us bursting in and switching all the lights on, so I whispered to Petra, "Ask her in a whisper if she's here."

"Jill are you down here?" Petra asked in a whisper.

"Uh...yes, has Lew come down with the tea yet?" She whispered back.

"Yes, he has," I whispered back.

"Oh, you're here," she replied, clearly startled.

"I am indeed Jill, shall I switch on the light so you can satisfy your curiosity?"

"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to pry, but you were always so secretive about this space."

Switching on the light, revealing all the different contraptions I heard a sharp intake of breath, in stereo, one from right behind me and another from the center of the cellar.

Almost in unison, they said, "Oh my god what is all this?"

"This ladies is a BDSM dungeon, and before you ask, it's not mine, I just rent the place to our local fetish society. If you are interested I can give you a demonstration, but then I will have to ask you to take all your clothes off.

"No, no, I'm OK I don't need a demonstration." Jill quickly replied.

Petra remained silent, an indication of her interest? I wondered.

"Well Jill, is your curiosity satisfied now?"

With a guilt-ridden face, she replied, "Uh...yes, let's go back upstairs and drink our tea."

She couldn't get out of there fast enough, almost running up the stairs.

"Careful Jill, I don't want you to have an accident on your potential last workday for me."

"I'd be interested to see more and maybe get a small demonstration," Petra whispered.

"I think you and I are gonna get along real fine, how about you come back tonight, after 7, and I'll give you the grand tour."

"I'll be there, you can count on it, I've always been curious about this BDSM stuff, I even went once to the Fetish Café in Antwerp, but this looks so much better, especially if I get a private tour."

We went upstairs and had our tea, well the girls had tea I had coffee. As I'd done for many years when it was just Jill, I asked them to come to the apartment to have their lunch together with me. After lunch, Jill stayed to clean the apartment, while Petra went back downstairs to continue with the studio and do the shop. By 4 they'd finished. I came down together with Jill.

"Well, Jill after all these years I need to say goodbye to you for the last time."

"Let's make it quick Lew, or I'll start to cry."

"Me as well dear. I'll miss you, but I'm sure your two grandchildren will keep you busy, they will be thrilled to have their granny all to themselves, every day of the week. Keep in touch, after all, it's not as if you live in another country."

"We may spend some more time in Spain now, especially during the winter months."

"I can imagine you fleeing our cold country in winter to warm your bones in Spain. Benidorm is it, where you usually go?"

"Yes, we always go to the same place, and we usually see the same people every year."

"So you can tell the agency that I am very happy with Petra. I hope you'll be happy with me as well Petra, and you will come back?" I said with a wink.

"Yes, I'll see you next time," she replied, giving me a thumbs up.