It was his work best left at the office.Once a week a little Chinese woman, Mai, would come in to clean his house. She was in her late twenties, about...5 foot nothing, long black hair, she always tied back, slim. With the baggy smock she always wore, Larry could not tell much about her figure.Lately he had began to have fantasies about her. He sometimes imagined himself fucking her or having her blow him.He began to speculate about what her ass would look like naked or whether she had any tits.. However once the waitress is out of site I feel Samantha's left hand moving under the table's linen and along my right thigh. All this as we discuss our lives. She is married of course, but I realized that earlier from the ring on her hand. With no c***dren as yet, she has hopes for creating a family that sometime in the future...perhaps when her husband wasn't flying across America as much. I sit and listen, observing how breathless she is sitting there."How bad do you need it," I throw out at. OMG, this was so good. I can’t believe I’m fucking my mom. I pushed it gently inside and increased my speed in the meanwhile. She was also moaning very louder.Mom: Beta, this is the best Holi I ever played. Make your mom your wife and fuck her as you own it. Please don’t stop and make me happier today.Me: Yes, mom, I want you to enjoy this time. Your body is so nice and soft. I feel like fucking you every day.Mom: Yes, beta, why not? I am all yours now.Me: Mom, I’m about to cum now. Where. The door cracked open, so I peak my head inside. Not seeing her, I call out again, "Mrs. Harper, are you in here?" I here her respond from the master bathroom, "Can you please grab a towel for me?" I've been in the house enough times to know exactly where the extra towels were kept, so I grab an extra towel from the hallway linen closet and rush back into the bedroom while starting to relay the message from Mr. Harper, "Your husband wanted me to remind you you need to be leav..."As I'm.