Allow the hard-on while staring at the screen, just imagining circling my tongue in her pussy.Let me describe myself first before getting to her.Age I...was neither one thing nor the other in terms of my position, helping in the gardens mainly and the main house as I was needed. Houses of that sort took many people to run, although Colville Hall was neither huge nor overly grand. Among others, the house was in the charge of Mr. Barwick the butler and under him was a houseboy, Adam, who was about my age, the cook, Mrs. Cavendish and the maid servants, Elise and Alice.Alice I remember well from the day she first arrived. Of Irish origins, with. " Jewel's lovesick words sank into Ron's thoughts as he studied what some would say a broad, muscular physique in the large mirror above the bureau. He stroked his rippled abdomen as he walked quietly into the bathroom. He could see Sandy's naked form through the etched glass of the shower door. He silently watched his wife as her hand gently glided over her body, around her taught thighs, over her mound between her legs, up her belly, and around her full breasts, leaving a soapy foam that. I didn't speak, just climbed in and put my arms around him. He snuggled up, and we lay there silently. There was nothing sexual about our embrace; it was far more intimate than that.A little while later, he asked, "When did you find out?" I figured it out the first day, after the two of you had left to get some things from your own flats. She heard me tell a friend what I'd figured out, and confessed. I told her it was her responsibility to tell you, and I see she has. I can't tell you what to.