Its door was open. He approached the room. At the far end of the room he saw the TV screen. Someone was watching it - but not the cleaning lady. He co...ld make out the top of a head just above the back of the sofa: it was blonde and Jim knew that Carol was a brunette. Instantly he remembered what Sue, his wife had told him yesterday: Carol was going to be on holiday this week but she’d arranged for her niece to take her place. Some replacement - was his first thought - she wasn’t paid to watch. When we all had our desert in bowls in front of us, we all began to slowly and sensuously eat and as we did so, ‘seven’ was helped onto the table top where she lay on her back and the other servers kissed, fondled, licked and fingered her, cleaning all the chocolate and cream from her as we did the same with our bowls.Finally the meal was ended and the servers cleared the table as we eagerly waited our entertainment. The servers returned and distributed themselves amongst the guests as they. In this process, her breasts touched my hand which was on the table. That soft touch sent a current running through my body and my dick started rising. She must have felt my hand too but didn’t do anything as she too felt embarrassed and wanted to ignore it. But as she was writing, she glanced around to take a peek and smiled when she noticed a small tent near my crotch. Seeing her smile gave me a green signal and moved my hand just a little(I was sitting alone in the last seat, so no one. She misinterpreted my movements."Oh, you are keen, aren't you?" she asked, mockingly.Even though my movements had been for another reason, I was keen. Very keen. I wanted it. But I didn't want to admit aloud quite how aroused I was by the prospect. I played it as cool as a man in my position might."Well, it's why we're here, isn't it?" It is indeed. I want to fuck a guy, and you want a girl to fuck you. We're a perfect match." I heard her stripping out of her jeans behind me. Out of my sight..
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