I stood in the doorway, watching her, admiring her slim figure, long legs and cute, round ass, that was barely contained by her tiny bikini bottoms. I...guessed she was in her late thirties or early forties. She was tall and slim with shoulder length blonde hair and from what I saw under her crop top, quite large, firm breasts. When she reached her front door she turned, smiled and waved. She knew I’d been watching her and I felt a flush of embarrassment at being caught out. I waved back, stepped. Gordon spent a great deal of time on his hands and knees in his tight but pretty maid's outfit, at the feet of the three women; though the humiliation was intense, especially when he was made to clean in the front of the store when customers were present, his cock was permanently erect as he now knew he was no more than a plaything to all women. He was looking forward to going home with Angela and having her dominate him; he was close to coming as he imagined what the chubby woman would look. Rather than being able to go on to business school, as she had planned, Hannah's life had taken an unexpected turn when her mother became very sick. Now she took care of her mother, which left very little time for school. Instead, Hannah had been forced to find a job to help pay the bills. Then she had learned of this internship and Hannah realized this might be another chance to pursue her dream. So here she was, waiting for her interview to start. As she waited, Hannah reflected on what she. It was a romantic instrumental playing and I got lost in it and lost in my thoughts again. I didn’t realize my one hand had raised my kurta top and started feeling the soft smooth belly skin.With my eyes close, fingers dancing along the edge of my leggings where the smooth belly skin ended and the elastic started. Running along the length, my fingers found courage to overstep that boundary and dive below the elastics. Yes elastics. Seems my thoughts and feelings had given by fingers enough.