She use to get done cooking by and use to sleep in the afternoons, in the kitchen itself, by putting a mattress, seeing her assets, while she dusted a...d cleaned the house, I already had the stalking mode on, to get a glimpse of her love handles and pointy yet fleshy breast from a side angle, but again, I was too noob to know about sex or anything related to it.My only bold move was to allow her to sleep on my bed, while I played my pc games to keep myself entertained, and also watch porn when. (I liked a guy that cooked) After dinner we were sitting in his study talking when I decided to take it up another notch. I "accidently" spilled my drink down the front of my blouse. By time I got done, It looked like I was staring in a wet-shirt contest. The liquid made my blouse outline my breasts perfectly. The cold made my nipples stand out. His mouth fell open and he stared. I let him look a while before breaking the spell and asking for a shirt or something to wear.He blushed and escorted. I have no intention of getting drunk tonight."Ah, laying her cards on the table early, I see. It would do her no good. Of course, all I needed to do was buy her first two drinks with halves and buy the rest full... or more. It would only take a couple of hours at most.I went and bought her the drink she wanted and, with a flourish, placed it on the table in front of her. She accepted it graciously and we started to chat. You know the kind; generalities about nothing but crap. Sometime to pass. ‘That’s when he said, ‘Sandy, dear, money will be no problem. In fact, because of you I haven’t wasted a lot of money on girls – I love you and don’t need them! Seriously, I’ve got more than enough saved up so that I’m in good shape. In fact, you have the wrong idea about this trip. I have every intention of taking my lovely mistress on what should be a fantastic four days alone to thank her for a wonderful year and a half. I don’t want this to be a modern share the expense or Dutch treat trip.