"I'm Yvette Mimeux, we were picked up together at that country music concert last night. Behind me is my ex-husband and now slave, Philippe. I have th...ee more concubines back in the pod; I'm allowing them to enjoy a meal without me."I nodded and looked over at Philippe whose eyes now glistened with unshed tears. "Are you unhappy about your choices then?"Yvette smiled and shook her head. "I'm not as happy as you are, but I'm not sure anyone on this ship is as happy as you are about their. There was one that said just “houskeeper wanted, fair pay, flexible hours” with a phone number. I decided to call, even though I didn’t really like house work, and arranged an interview the next day.I arrived at the appointed time, and was greeted at the door by an older man, perhaps about fifty, (as opposed to my twenty-five). He was pretty good looking, but i felt more like he could have been a father figure. He showed me around, explaining that he was in and out a lot,. Though he didn't come right out and say it, he implied that he'd awakened that morning with a big hard-on and her on his mind. Terri thrilled to hear his husky voice on the phone, nervous as she was about being overheard."I guess you could stop by. My mother's gone and my sister's taking a nap upstairs. We couldn't do anything, though."As soon as she hung up the phone, she saw Keith come across his backyard, vault the fence easily and head toward the kitchen door. All Terri had on was her red. I bite my lip and squeeze her curvaceous ass a little. I can feel her breath on my neck. My perfume so intoxicating to her, as she starts to nibble my earlobe while she continues to caress my lace covered cleavage. I look directly into your eyes and smile sexily. You watch me run my fingers through her gorgeous hair and gently pull her head away from my ear, moving my lips towards hers. I hold my lips an inch away from hers, not kissing her. You watch her flinch excitedly at the expectation of.