I paused, annoyed. The broom wasn’t there. There was supposed to be a broom. I had until that moment believed that my system was perfect. I had been...mistaken. The broom was a variable, not a constant. There were factors I had failed to take into account. Fortunately, the system was full of redundancies, and taking a nap even without the broom still fell well in acceptable parameters. The likelihood of someone entering the art room was slim; the odds of someone coming into the art closet were. During this time William moved his left hand to my stomach and began sliding it downward. Slipping it under the band of my pants. Without thinking I parted my legs slightly and soon felt his finger glide over my bare pussy lips.'Crap, what am I doing?' I thought. William continued to suck hard on my nipples as his middle finger ran around my clit. I was extremely turned on from a mix of things. Not only because it has been a while but the addition of alcohol, the things he was doing to me, and. While I was focused for the next scene, I heard a car parking in the lawn. I quickly started to disperse from the window and locked myself in the room again. The doorbell rang, Aunty undid the room to go downstairs to open the door. I looked keenly from the window crack. It was a woman on the door talking to Aunty. Due to their unfavourable angular positioning, I couldn’t see the woman clearly from the window.I moved my eyes here and there to look in hallway conventionally. She displayed as an. I poured two glasses of wine, used my glass to swallow the pill and headed for the bathroom and my waiting angel. As promised I entered the bathroom wearing nothing and carrying our wine glasses. The only light in the room was coming from the candles that you had lit and placed around the tub. The room was dimly lit and very romantic. You were lying back in the tub with your eyes closed and I would have guessed that you had one of the underwater jets aimed right between your legs based on the.