Wait for my seeds my dear. I will fill you up and he filled her, and prostrated over her, perhaps not fully exhausted. By then I had erupted twice ag...inst the door. I cleaned the door with cloth and went back to kitchen to complete my job.Once again her loud moans of pleasure echoed to me. But this time I did not go back to peep upon them. At 2’ocock noon I knocked on their door to call them to lunch. I pushed the door in; it’d not been bolted from within. Now inside view was different, yet a. I called him in my cabin at 8 pm to discuss the costing of the work. I was dressed in my trademark tight white shalwar and sleeveless kurta which was eqully tight. I purposely had chosen one without dupatta so that he could stare at my jugs all day and get horny.When he entered I was leaning against my table pretending to be working but really to give him a glimpse of my nice round ass and shapely legs. He swallowed and stared as I turned around and smiled. I asked him to sit on the chair. More than once, she peeked at her reflection in her compact mirror and marveled at the face it showed.At this rate, I won't be needing makeup, except on camera, she thought.Scottie tapped on the door."It's lunchtime," she said, peeking in."So it is," Jackie said, looking at her wall clock. "Close the door, Scottie."Jackie rolled her executive chair from around her desk and sat lewdly, legs spread far apart. Scottie, who she'd barely known despite her earlier reassurances, did not hesitate to. I was stunned. Leslie told me that if I thought my life was tragic; imagine how Gerry had to feel. He'd gone through our entire life always coming in second to Dean, mostly because the deck was always stacked against him.He was the nicest boy in town. He was kind. He was sweet. He was funny. He was smart and he worked his ass off, but he was never going to win. And the one time he had the chance to, my boyfriend had fucked him out of it. A big part of it was simply because of his personality..