Probably thistime my Mistress would explain what happens next and when we'll be goingto Oaxaca.Ten minutes later I joined her carrying a tray with the...sandwiches and apot of fresh coffee. My new uniform dress was covered by the pinafore Iloved most, the gingham apron/tabard. We were both hungry and we devouredour sandwiches without too much talking. We were in our second cup ofcoffee when she finally started talking to me.She chuckled as she gave me one of her intense looks. "Probably I. My ex-husband was too much in lust with his very young, very well-endowed, new wife. Of course, we hadn't talked in years - yelled, yes. Talked, no.Pretty soon, we ordered, ate and while sitting over coffee, realized that we had so much in common that we felt totally comfortable with each other. Alan reached over at one point and took my hand and I felt a tingle - I hadn't 'tingled' in so long it took me a minute to realize that I was feeling a sexual attraction! What an eye opener that was. I. ”“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. Okay, I do need someone and you seem like you want the job and have the interest to do it well. You’ve had a job before, so you know what an employer expects. This job will be Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, from one pm until six, when we close. It pays ten dollars an hour, less deductions for tax, etc. Will that be satisfactory?”“Yes, Sir,” Jess said enthusiastically. “Does that mean I have the job?”Grant laughed again. “Yes, I’ll give you a try. If Mrs. Coultard. Her shirt fell down around her body, but for a moment, I could see her light blue panties in full light. She may have lost the baby-doll last night, but the panties had stayed on. It might have been my imagination, but they seemed darker than they had appeared earlier."Well, good morning." She tried again. "I'm heading for the can." Go right ahead." I nodded, watching her as she left the room. I momentarily wondered if we had done something, and sniffed my fingers. Smelling no female scent on.