’ John noticed her voice gave that little touch that Tina always had when she had a secret and was dying to give it away. With the right prodding, J...hn would have it out of her before they were done with their salads. ————————- ‘Okay, Josh,’ Lisa’s voice said, bringing John out of his flashback. ‘I’ll meet you there. What’s up, John?’ she asked as she hung up the phone and turned to look at him. John was a taken aback at the flush in her face at the moment and couldn’t help but ask instead of. On early evening I went back home, excited after my first day as a brand new Deputy Manager-My beloved husband was out of town, in a business trip and I had called him before to tell the good news. He was happy as I was.After having a nice warm shower, I wrapped my body in a robe.I sat down to watch a movie, since I was not hungry for dinner.The doorbell then rang. I looked my watch and saw it was too late.When I opened the door, a half dozen black guys came in, just in a single line. They all. The bodice was tight and appeared to be bonedgiving him a waspish figure. The skirt was very short and rose abovehorizontal because of the many layers of petticoats. This had the effectas I had seen earlier of almost displaying his knickers. The top wasbutton up the front severely covering a small pair of shapely tits andending in a high stiff collar at the neck. The sleeves ended just overhis shoulders with cuffs of frilly lace, in fact all the edges of thiswonderful maids uniform ended in. But it wasn't always like that. Before the wonderful age of computer porn people relied on videos. Do people actually remember videos now? Anyway I digress! Craig had worked for Royal Mail as a postman for two years sorting packages on the night shift. Just passed his twentieth birthday, he had moved into his own furnished apartment six months previously. He would start his shift at midnight and sort mail and packets till the bulk of the staff came in to work at five am. Then he would throw in.