My five-inch high heels were the last touch, and I was ready for company. I sipped a martini waiting for Ken to arrive. I was nervous, and when the...doorbell finally rang my heart jumped. It was racing as I answered the door. He stood there looking sexy as hell, and I invited him in. He gave me a kiss on the lips to greet me, and my heart jumped again. I got him a whiskey, and we just sat and talked for a little while. We talked about likes and dislikes, politics, and some past. Mrs. Anderson arrived, talked to Sarah, and was immediately as in love with her as we all were. Sarah reciprocated the feeling, so I made Mrs. Anderson an offer of employment, which she accepted. Mrs. Anderson would start in two weeks. At that time, I would send a carriage, a wagon, and an escort to Alamogordo to fetch her and her things to York Ranch. On the spur of the moment, Sarah and I decided to go along.We met Mrs. Anderson on the appointed day and loaded her effects on the wagon. We all. She put her hands either side of my face and pulled me towards her, kissing me hard on the lips, looking into my eyes as she pushed her tongue into my mouth.I responded instantly, my mouth moving to mimic hers, sucking on her tongue as she shoved it inside my mouth. My hands dropped to hold her hips. Fingers on the cheap black skirt as I stroked her firm ass, pulling her to me.Not a word was spoken, we were beyond words by this stage. Her hands lifted my dress, her fingertips on my inner. I had to bite my lower lip to keep myself from moaning.I trailed my fingers down my stomach; my fingernails comfortably grazing my skin. Since me and my mom slept in the same room it was impossible for me to really experiment with touching myself. So I loved it when I got to take a bath because it gave me a reason to touch myself.I let my fingers slip in between my legs. My heart hammered in my chest as I rubbed the lips of my pussy. A very small “mmm” escaped my lips. I slid my middle finger.