She's about mid 30s 5'6" dark hair, great ass and about a B cup on the titties department but her ass was fucking great.The other owner is her husband...he was the cook and she was the one that would take the orders and most of the time be in the front.So I went one day to apply and I didn't have to fill out anything since we kinda knew each other I got the job, I think the only interview I got was her asking me how much I wanted to get paid,I started working the next day getting familiar with. "Dutchie? They didn't look Dutch." Probably a nickname. Maybe she liked going Dutch treat." I wonder why she was so insistent that she knew you? Do you think that's possible?" Never saw the woman in my life," I replied. "Never." Well, she sure knew how to make a fuss."We left the mortuary shortly thereafter. Maggie was more subtle, undressing in front of me down to bra and panties but getting ready for bed in the bathroom.When Maggie came out prepared for bed, she wore a peignoir that was so. Her smell was incredible, the soft perfume, or maybe scented lotion masking her scent she was putting off. She put one knee on the couch to the side of my thigh and sort of sat on my knee. She put her hand on my shoulder and her fingers were feeling the back of my neck along my collar. She pulled the shirt aside exposing my bra strap. I guess she was checking out which one I was wearing. I felt her fingers slide down the strap inside my shirt to the top of my “breast”. She was feeling the top. Whispering into your ear how much you excite and turn me on. Just to be with you as I gently blow into your ear, then lick your earlobe, working my way over your neck kissing and sucking at the hollow of your throat, my hands stroking through your hair as I work my way down slowly, my tongue lapping at your breast, encircling your nipples. Flickering my tongue across them feeling them growing taunt. As my nails play with your earlobes. Straddling you working my way lower down your belly,.