And deliberately bent over, showing me herself like that!Honestly, I figured it was a fluke. She was just getting her towel. That's probably all it wa....But it was a nice fantasy: It excited me to think she knew I was watching, and liked it.There were other odd things too. Linda would invite over a new flock of girls... well, women, to swim. They were of that wonderful age where they were both: Childlike and playful, yet fully grown and very sexually desirable.Oftentimes, Linda would start the. You would make sure you representmy household well and you will NOT be friends with my guests. Youwill be the maid and be there only to make their moments in my housemore enjoyable. You will domestically make sure the house representsme as a man of class and breeding. Furthermore, you may not speak toany guests unless they first speak to you. I want you cognizant ofyour station here. Infractions will result in termination. Are youagreeable to this?" I was not only agreeable, I was both. I take my hands and start exploring the outline of these amazing boobs with my fingers, which sends a shiver up her body. I cup them in my hands and using my thumb, I massage her nipples in a circular motion, which turns her on. I bring her close and kiss her again as my hands play with her breasts. Not before long, I wrap my left arm around her back and hold her tight as I lower myself to the perfect angle and height and I start kissing the top part where her cleavage would meet and work my. It's stifling but the nerve endings nearby fire electricity into the water and it simultaneously excites and calms me.It's like everything is coiled, ready, spring-loaded, and time slows. There's a deep vibration far above me. Almost a growl of satisfaction. I nearly lose my grip at the sharp crack outside. Sounds like a whip, and the high pitched 'O' in the distance grows louder, turning to a sustained moan, an imploring, desperate, needy quality to it. It's arousing beyond compare. Nothing.