She then changed the subject “I sure is a nice view of the lake from here isn't it. Whoever built this home sure had good taste”she said then too... a sip of her coffee.”I think we need to go for that walk now ”she said, after finishing her coffee she then stood up. “It sure is a nice view “I said as I finished mine then took her hand and we walked down the steps to the lake. Carol had taken her shoes off and was wading along as we held hands talking.Other than saying how she liked mornings, or. .. Now Iknow that sounds a bit belittling, asking a grown man to 'behave'---itsounds childish in a way. But I mean something very specific. I've giventhis a lot of thought, Sean, and, to make sure you behave the way Iexpect, I must ask a bit more of you and hope you accept. When I'm atwork, you might be naughty left alone without supervision. You mightslack off on your duties... You might indulge in a lot of fantasy playdressed as my maid---you know what you're like---and I won't be here. I met her in the hallway and mumbled a “Good night, See you tomorrow” She had buttoned her blouse back up and was still a little flushed. She said “Oh! I didn’t know you were still here.” She glanced down, blushed and added “Sure…have a good night” Then I remembered my pants. “OH SHIT!” I thought and moved my jacket in front of me. That night Jessica was all I could think about. I wondered if she’d noticed the wet spot on my pants. I wondered what she thought if she did. I. " Her fingers were no longer gentle in my hair, but were clutching it spasmodically, almost painfully. I didn't mind a bit, knowing it meant that for a virgin pussy eater, I was doing remarkably well. My heart was almost bursting with delight at her response.U as I went down one pussy lip and back up the other.V as I replicated the same action, but this time parting the wet pussy lips as I went deep inside and back out and then replicated it the opposite way.W I repeated, back and forth a dozen.