My wig was a mess, but Istraightened it up as well as I could and put it on. I would have todepend on Sara helping me with it. I packed my wallet and ...igarettes inmy purse, put on my work shoes, threw everything else into my suitcaseand started for the door. I did not have time to make the bed and cleanup, but assumed that since I was a maid, I would be assigned to do itlater.I knocked on the door to Sara's office at 6 a.m. She called for me tocome in. After entering I did not see her. The. Now start fucking me. Fuck me really hard. Make me scream, begged Siv.Siv moved her hips against mine and her tight pussy squeesed my cock so lovely. I cautiously start moving with Sivs rhythm. Her beautiful B-cup tits were straight in front of me. I cupped her tits and hard nipples. I groped her tits twisting and pulling her nipples. On every time I twisted her nipples, Siv sighed. She had really sensitive nipples I thought and started to roll both nipples between my fingers. - Ah, ah, ah. But it was a symbol of her commitment to Harold, whether he kept his or not.She didn't judge Harold harshly anymore. How could she? Look at her, a married woman, sitting here naked and without shame. Lusting for another man, willing to give him everything he asked for. Everything but what she didn't have.She was pampered that morning. Washed and oiled with glistening oils, her hair was washed and set. The lady trimmed it a little, just like in a beauty salon. Then the man came and worked on her. The sunlight streamed through the window shade as I shook my head to clear the cobwebs. There was a pounding in my head that wouldn't seem to go away. As things came into focus, I realized the pounding was someone knocking at the front door.I squinted as the sun greeted me harshly when I opened the door. "Damn Steve, what the hell happened?" my friend Joe asked. "Beth and I came over when the police showed up, but they wouldn't tell us anything. They wheeled Terry out unconscious. Beth is.