' Her eyes beseeched along with her piteously wailing voice. She had scarcely ever called him 'Paul' before, had not seemed able to bring herself to, ...ut now she was imploring, appealing to the degree of friendship that had developed between them. He could smell her mint-freshened breath and see the beads of perspiration on the soft shelf of her jutting cleavage. The family nanny was pressed against his chest - over her head in trouble and achingly fuckable. The last of his anger resolved. ”“But how did you end up in the farmhouse?”“They asked me what I usually did when he got all excited like that ... so I told them ... I let him do me ... you know ... put his cock in me ... They said nobody was around and they could keep watch so why not let him do me now ... I told them I was scared and wanted to go home but they just told me to relax and if I let them watch Den do me ... They will let me go home. So I got down on the grass and Den jumped on my back. He knew what to do and I. I moved into the room and shut the door behind me."Please," she said again, this time she looked a little worried.Two big strides and I was standing in front of her, behind her was a full length mirror and reflected in it I could she her naked back."Very nice," I said leering at her reflection.I reached out and grabbed her head and pulled her forward and I kissed her, my hands moving over her smooth skin."No please," she gulped as we broke away.My blood was up now, not to mention something. One day she did not follow the usually routine. She went out to work did not come for her daily jog. I saw this as an excellent chance to figure out her name. I knew for sure that her name would be on her mail, which she usually picked up from her box before jogging. Inconspicuously I slipped down to the mail boxes.The apartment owner either was a trusting soul or cheap because the boxes did not have locks. Lucky for me! I glanced and saw no one around. I quickly popped open her box and scanned.