"That stopped Millie and she sat there with her mouth open. "You mean Buckingham Palace?" Yes. The one that sits at the end of the Mall." Does that me...n you have met... ?" No." I laughed. "I have only been twice and that was to meet the Clerk of Works when they were re-furbishing the State Rooms. I thought she might have popped in to offer me a cup of tea, but she wasn't around." We laughed. Millie got up."While you are up I'll change your bed." She left and returned quickly with some bed linen. Call me. Rachel felt her stomach knot re-tighten. She’d somehow assumed that he wouldn’t be getting back to her so quickly. She sighed and clicked his number and held the phone to her ear. After just one ring, his smugly cheerful tone sounded out. ‘Hey, Rach. What’s up?’ She rolled her eyes in annoyance. ‘You texted me.’ Jeff smirked and nodded. Obviously she wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries. So he got right to the point. ‘Yeah, well I just finished talking Jess off the ledge. Christ. I proceeded then to fuck the shit out of her. Her arms were flailing wildly as she tried to grip something. It looked as though she was trying to get away from me but there was no escape from my merciless pounding. Her pussy felt amazing. She was no virgin but I could tell she has never had sex like this before. I grabbed her by both shoulders to steady her as I brutally fucked her pussy. Her head was laid down on the mattress so I grabbed her long hair and pulled it back. She gasped and let. Coupled with her funny sense of humor, I always wondered why her dumb-ass ex-husband ran off. Needless to say Mrs. Cane was a big part of my spank-bank. “How many times do I have to tell you, call me Liz.” she said with a mock-frown. “Sorry Mrs. Ca- er, Liz... force of habit” I replied. She let out a smile as she began, “Hey, I know tomorrow’s Saturday and you probably have plans, but I was wondering if you could help me with some chores I can't do by myself?” It wasn't uncommon for me to.