The room was small but it had a sink, a one ring electric stove top, a toaster oven, long melamine covered countertop, fridge and floor and wall cabin...ts. There was also four chairs. The room obviously served as a kitchen and lunch room for the staff.“Pull the top of your dress down and expose your breasts,” she said, and smiled.It was the first time I had a good look at her. She was petite, light brown skin, probably in her late fifties, heavily made up, wearing a staff costume comprising. I waited a few more minutes in the kitchen then peeked out into the living room and sure enough they were getting to know each other better. She had her arms around Dave’s neck, and they were kissing, one of her legs was crossed over his and her skirt had ridden up her thigh so the shape of her ass was clearly visible. Dave had his arms around Lisa too and their lips were pressed together in a long and passion kiss. Lisa told me the next day that as I walked out of the room she smiled at him. The camera was behind the head of a balding fellow. Because of it's angle I couldn't gauge well his height but had the impression he was short. The hair that should have been on his pate covered his back and he had substantial love handles. Past his shoulder I could see the woman's breasts like a pair of bright pink nosed puppies. She must have rouged her nipples. Her spectacles might have been borrowed from Elvis Costello before Diana Krall made him over. I was jealous of her mouth. It was. I did not! When she gained her composure, she simply said, "I'll be right back with your food!"A minute later, Lara came to the counter with food in hand. I also noticed she had - indeed - unbuttoned the next button on her blouse. Now, there was REALLY something to see. She left for a moment, but returned quickly. Now, she was overtly leaning forward - having figured out what I would enjoy. We talked as I ate, and I had difficulty keeping my eyes looking at hers. I leaned forward again, and she.