She said, "Well ok, here goes." She took a deep breath to calm herself."I haven't had sex with a man in ten years. I've always considered myself a ver... sexual person."She paused for a few moments, and then continued. "Since I first met you, I've masturbated practically every day thinking of having sex with you, having you watch me undress---and other things. I confess I have a rich imagination." Does that make me crazy, or some kind of pervert?" She asked.I smiled and answered, "No, not at all,. Carole felt the man’s cock harden and move. It straightened up and moved right into the crack of her ass.Carole missed the shot. As she stood, the man didn’t move. Instead his hands came down her sides and grabbed on to her hips. The man thrust a couple of times, dry-humping her. The Boss laughed and then took to the game and cleared the table. “Hey,” he said. “Why don’t we go to my room. Drinks are cheaper there.” He smiled. Carole knew what he had in mind.“Sure,” both the other men agreed. With one swift pull, he tore away her skirt, leaving her hips and thighs stark naked. And with a further exertion, he ripped the buttons of her blouse, tearing it from her shoulders. Last of all, he snatched away her blouse, leaving her totally naked."Oh God, please don't..." she sobbed, trying to cling to her husband's arm, trying to elicit some warmth in him. His only response was to fling her roughly onto the hay covered floor, where she fell in a disorderly heap, skinning her elbow against. The other maids who were on duty today gathered in the foyer, chatting, yawning, bouncing with excitement, or staring boredly at the ceiling."Alright ladies," Miss Pearl said, and we fell quiet as she spoke. Miss Pearl was a beautiful woman in her thirties, the mother of Cindy, and the Head Maid. "Nothing major is planned for today. Expect our Gods to spend most of the day in the house, so I want everything spic-and-span for Them." Yes, Miss Pearl," we all chimed in unison."Good." Then she.