"Excuse me," she said and turned to walk away."Maggie!" I snapped. She turned around and her eyebrows shot up as she realized I was angry. "Don't you ...ver disrespect one of my guests. Do you understand? If you ever do that again, so help me, I'll spank you." You wouldn't!" Ask Jennifer." She stood staring at me and her breast rose and fell heavily. I don't know if it was terror or excitement. Finally, she broke away from my angry look and turned to Mrs. Kimes."Mrs. Kimes, my apologies," Maggie. “I don’t remember you wearing dresses this often.” “It’s summer, nice weather outside, I think it’s appropriate.” “I’m not complaining, you look fantastic.” For that, I get a kiss. She than takes me by the hand. “Time for a tour.” I follow her upstairs. A bathroom with bath and shower, her bedroom and clothes closet. Which is, not to get to technical about it, a separate room. “You have a very nice house.” “Thank you. I was thinking we’d go for a walk, you game?” “Sure, let’s go.” We. Who would put a bounty on Pete?”“Call him Peter!”“Okay, Peter. Who would put a bounty on Peter?”“The government.”“You don’t get a bounty put on you by running an Internet order shop.”The social order of the country was breaking down at an incredible rate. There were protests on a daily basis, but they were only the most obvious manifestations of the fracturing social structure. There was a subtle fracture developing in the work place, namely a growing animosity between employees and executives. While kissing, I was pressing her left boob and she was rubbing my dick from above the pant.We both started undressing each other. I removed her saree then petticoat and at last blouse. She removed my shirt and pant and I was only in my underwear.Now we again started kissing while I was rubbing her pussy from above her panty and then I removed it. She started lightly moaning and closed her eyes.I whispered in her ears that I want to tear her red color bra, to which she immediately said in.