So a test for you. Do it well and you can become my maid – for a trial period. Fail it and everyone will find out about you.?Now I was terribly ex...ited. It seemed as if all my fantasies had come true at once. But the test?She placed her hands on her hips and, very slowly, began sliding up her skirt. My heart was beating fast – please don’t have a heart attack now, I silently pleaded. The lace topped stockings, the paleness of her thighs and then – no panties. I groaned.?Shhh.?Then my. The sweat that was still lingering on his skin gave the smell of some fresh sex that had just took place before this session that was about to kick off and that was getting me wet all over again.I was getting in the groove and I knew what I wanted at any cost now. I wanted him to play with me as I played with his cock. I wanted to suck the cock and get it rock hard to penetrate me and to fuck me really rough. He sensed my pussy and knew that I was fully turned on and wanted his cock inside me. “That too, baby,” the Vixen-in-charge whispered. I blushed even more.“Annie!” Matilda said a third time. Outside a cock crowed. On hearing the cock, Matilda screamed, “You'll never catch me alive.” Scurrying past the impassive frozen fish fingers into the next aisle, Matilda, seeking asylum in the Nordic groceries, dived into the Lurpak butter.“No diplomatic immunity in the dairy,” the Vixen-in-charge said, her pretty face so authoritative, “Fire at will, my lovelies.” And they did, the. She had a large bunch of keys clipped to her belt which presumably included a master key and, in the absence of his keyholder’s six digit code, would be the only way that he was getting out. “Just unlock the bloody thing,” Ben whispered under his breath as she walked away again, her keys clattering noisily against her hip. Ten minutes later the woman reappeared and to Ben’s relief unclipped the keys from her waist and used the master key to open the locker. She looked shocked when she saw Ben.