Her groans and squeaks were intensifying as she raced to an orgasm. She reached down and caressed Karen’s head as if she was her long lost lover and...wrapped her right leg around Karen’s shoulder and with that I was lost with mixed emotions. The way Karen was acting was as if she was falling in love. The last thing I wanted was Karen to become total gay, but as my emotions were in turmoil I could not take my eyes away from the erotic scene before me.I noticed I was now stroking my cock more. I added a petticoat and began toswish the petticoat around and loved the rustling sounds it made. I foundthe skirt Karen had been wearing and put that on too. Karen enjoyed Squaredancing hence the petticoat, she often wore a petticoat just to go about. I took off the panty, slip and dress and continued to do the laundrywearing just my shirt.During the days that passed, the maid still did not come to work and Iasked Karen about it, she said the maid had met with a car accident whileout of town. Infertile women were much less desired. The best they could hope for was being servants for the upper class, who were the ones sponsoring research and being deemed the most important population to procreate.The lower class was populated by the “normal” males, infertiles (although infertile daughters of the ripo still wielded some power) as well as the third (and on) males born to the rich and powerful people in the world. After an heir, and a backup, sons weren't worth much and were disowned,. Why, yes! I want you to see my house, I will even cook something special for you.’ My heart sped up a little, with high hopes of sharing more time with my new friend, but I was a little embarrassed, because after all, somebody with whom I have had such passionate sex could not be only a friend. And that led me to another conflictive feeling: what would it take to truly love her? I answered myself: I don’t know her enough. Then, why did I take advantage of her? Because I must be some kind of.