“How do you say… this is a one time thing Mr. Buck, We can not do this anymore. I love my husband. Now stop it. Don’t rub my big tits, no young ...an. You are making me wet again. My big nipples are getting my pussy so wet. Wait… Your cock is getting hard again. That never happens with my husband. I call him one and done. Speedy Gonzales, over so quickly. Now I mean it Buck. You want me to lie on my back and hold my breasts just like this.” The trophy wife said in her sexy spanglish accent.I. Lookingamongst themselves they saw nothing out of place. They looked like agroups of maids waiting for their evening assignment.Chapter 8As soon as they were settled in the parlor a tall elegant woman walkedslowly into the room. "Good evening, ladies. Thank you for being soprompt." She was wearing a black chiffon gown with a simple A-line skirtand a deep V neckline adorned with jewels. Her hair was styled in asimple pageboy hairstyle but when taken all together she looked likeroyalty. "Before. "He got the message, that I was in charge around here."Please put my breakfast on the desk over there. I'll sit and eat there."He had a hard time not looking at me and I made sure to stay in his field of vision as he set out the breakfast form."Ma'am, may I pour the coffee?" No thank you, I'll have my slave to that in a bit after I had the juice and fruit." Prissy, tip the nice man. I think fifty dollars is proper, don't you think so?" Ye... , yes Mistress, of course."By that time I stood in. Finally she decided to make her move, giving him a seductive smile and asked, teasingly, “See anything you like?”Realizing that he‘d been caught staring at her breasts, he stammered out, “It’s … ummm … just that you’re about ready to lose your top.”Taking the upper hand, she teases, “You’ve been checking out my boobs for the past few weeks, and now you’re complaining when you finally get a good look at them?““Well, no. It’s just that …..”“Oh, you weren’t looking at my boobs?” she asked, cutting.