I came out from the kitchen and went into another bed room, but it was small compared to the first one. As I entered I came to know that it was the ro...m for the cook and the watchman as it was not organized and the things were here and there almost nasty.I liked the room as I also want to maintain my room as a nasty bucket. I sat there and was looking at the photos of the watchman and the cook which were hanging on the wall. I went near them and take a close look at them as they both were very. Her hair was up, and her glasses down showing her big brown eyes to stunning effect..... she walked in looking her usual professional self but this time she seemed different, she looked SEXY. Her white blouse was tight and there was three buttons undone...it was always two before and her skirt seemed tighter fitting magnificently around her well formed buttocks and I gulped as I was sure the lines down her tights meant that they were not tights....she was wearing stockings!!How the hell was. He massaged my back very nicely. After some time it was like that his hands was on my whole back, from my neck to my ass. He was enjoying the moment. I was almost topless, lying on my bed with my boobs downside. He was pressing boobs from side in between as well. So after that I thought it was the time to reveal myself. I pulled off my top completely. He was also excited. After finishing the massage, I asked him to pull off shorts. He didn’t even take a second. As I wasn’t wearing any. I chucked on some clothes and headed over the road thinking of an excuse as to what I can say if they answer the door after I knocked. After a couple of knocks, John arrives at the door in his briefs and a scruffy shirt that he clearly slept in. The size of the bulge in his briefs is just unbelievable, the clear outline of his flaccid uncut cock. I was staring and for far too long. “Guess you couldn’t go without your daily glimpse of me then?” John said, with me still staring in awe. “You think.