" Was all I said.After a moment he added, "And the occasional blow job."Without batting an eye, I said, "The price of the condoms is coming outof your...pocket, not my expenses."That shut him up good.On Wednesday he came right out and asked for his money. I looked at himquizzically and said, "But I already bought the uniforms and there is ano return policy at the store or with the company you hired to do yourcleaning." Did you really buy a maid's uniform?" He asked incredulously."Yes." I lied.The. Fully undressed myself I wasn't expecting her to do what she did. As a cool girlish hand took a hold of my erection I almost passed-out with pleasure. "Do you like me doing that?" she whispered. "As much as you like this," I answered, rubbing my fingers the length of her pussy and pushing in a little as I did so. I felt her legs spread apart and saw now what I would later have recognized as "urgency" in her expression. I pulled her on top of me, her breasts flush up against my chest and our. ”Susan sagged in relief, “That’s all right then.”“Hey,” crowed Claire, “You fancy this Victor, don’t you?”“He’s a good friend,” Susan replied primly, with some embarrassment.“You do!” Claire laughed, “Well, from all accounts he’s quite a catch. I hear he’s very rich.”“He’s also a very nice man. I’ve done him wrong, and I think I’ve lost him – as a friend,” she added hastily as she saw Claire’s expression. “And he was never more than a good friend, no matter what Seth may have thought.”Claire. After a struggle for Jon to grow up and Samantha to calm down, they had finally reconciled to the point where they could laugh and go into hysterics over the slightest thing. Ever since they became friends, their conversations had slowly drifted into the "slightly more than friends zone... again." This manifested itself in the way of other such relationships. Long talks, increasingly dirty jokes, and a flirty conversational tone. "You are so bad, Jon. Why do I let you rile me up as you do?".