I raised up to fuck her, and she bolted, left her panties on the floor. So, I am standing there so hard a cat couldn’t scratch it, thinking well hel... guess I am going to jack off.I had just taken matters to hand when the door quietly opened, thinking it was Joyce I was about to say her name when Marie stepped in. She held her finger to her lips shhh then whispered don’t say anything, just fuck me Marie turned locked the door pulled her dress up over hips, had no panties on, leaned over and said. It was a pretty ideal job really, all things considered, even if it did make my friends mock me a little.It had one other advantage as well. I have to admit that I was a nosey, curious kind of guy, and I loved the idea of looking around the houses of my parents' friends and going through all their things, even their private things, and getting a greater impression of what they were like. Naturally, it wasn't long before I discovered that the most interesting place to snoop around was in the. Draped over her left arm was a light blue blazer and the finishing touch to her ensemble was a pair of blue sneakers. She hugged me and kissed my cheek, then hugged Brandy and kissed her cheek.She hit me on the shoulder, saying, “You, why didn’t you tell me.”“I wanted to surprise the two of you.”“Well, that you did, mister,” they said simultaneously.Brandy added, “That’s not all, Sally has no idea we’re here and that we are joining them for their anniversary dinner tomorrow night.” “I can’t. But I did begin to think about what I should do about it and finally decided that I would spy on her to see where she went and with whom.You see, I work from my home office as a marketing consultant. The business was the legacy of Laura's dad who had built the client list and had run the company for almost 20 years before bringing me in and then promptly getting himself killed in a car accident within the first year. I was able to keep things going, and had to admit that it was great to have.