His hands were all over my breasts. His fingers slipped into my panties and he rubbed my cunt right in the kitchen. He felt how wet my pussy was. Gerr... removed my robe and put it on one of the kitchen chairs. “Fuck, baby you’re soaking wet. Sit on the counter and I’ll lick your pussy.” “What if mom comes down?” “She’s in the bathtub soaking. Don't worry about it. Let me taste your pussy. I'm so hungry for you, kitten."“Okay. I really want you, too.” I sat up on the counter and Gerry took off. It was about 10:30pm and Sara wasn't home yet. I decided to see he she had added any journal entries since last week, as I opened her journal I heard the garage door open "Oh Shit!" I thought, I don't have enough time to put this back in the register and screw the vent back in to the wall. I shoved the journal in the vent and hid in her closet. I heard my daughter yell my name and tell me she was home, as she came into her room. She kicked her shoes off and took a deep breath. I peeked through. We were meeting at 10:30 the next day. That night dragged, and I struggled to get to sleep that night for the excitement. Holly messaged me around 9am to see if I was still coming. I replied and got ready to go. Again it was a bit of a drive, so I took some water and left a bit early in case of traffic. Again I had a raging hard on all the way through. I parked up and sent a message to say I had arrived. Holly told me to come up.Man my heart was beating fast and felt like it was going to burst. I inserted my fingers to get it ready for the back brusher, putting it deep inside me I was imagining that it was a huge cock. The climax left me shaking and delirious. I was ready to deal with whatever shit was thrown in my path after that. It was nearing the end of my shift, another day where no one noticed me. Packing up my bag I was feeling depressed. I thought my session in the shower would have kept me feeling good, but in all honesty guilt had crept in. Coupled with complaining customers.