I guess overhearing us might have something to do with how sexual Bailey has been acting lately. Upon entering her room I went directly to her underwe...r drawer, thinking she might keep a journal or a sex toy there; at least that’s what I did at her age. Although I thought she might hide something there, I didn’t actually think I would find anything. I was shocked by what I discovered. In her panty drawer, behind her dozens of cute panties, I found a pair of my husband's boxers, my vibrator,. I think Joanie was about to lean over and kiss me when Rita walked back into the room. “Here you go, Bill. Do you use sugar or cream?”“No. Black is fine.”“Go watch TV, Joanie. I want to talk to Bill.”“Can I talk too?”“Later. Later. Now go,” Rita ordered and Joanie walked away very disappointed.“So, Bill. Tell me about yourself. Are you married?”“No. I’ve been divorced for about three years.”“Oh? Is there a story there?”“Yes. She too was having an affair with her boss.”“Oh, sorry. What is it. I wanted to do the job. I loved eventhinking about doing it. Even the idea of being caught doing it arousedme. However, I knew all of those urges were wrong in the eyes of mostmen and women. Despite my excitement over my future work, my moresensible fears kept me from really enjoying the thought of working fulltime as the company cleaning lady.When the starting date came, I felt downright queasy. Lily noticed andtried to get me to buck up. She stayed after work to help me appraisewhat I had to. . the shape of it was clearly distinguishable through the layers of clothing.At this point I felt my penis getting harder... and I hadn't even exchanged greetings with her.We exchanged a few words, then began to walk down the street. She was quiet - clearly very nervous, but I estimated that she also was shy and quiet by nature. During our chat sessions, we hadn't really decided on what to do during the meeting, so we just walked for a while and talked. Mostly it was me who talked - the girl.