She:- If someone comes to know, it will be a big problem.Me:- If I don’t tell anyone and if you don’t tell anyone, then how will someone else come...to know? It will be a secret between two of us.She was still reluctant so I said –Me:- I am going inside your house. You come in. (And I went in. Her house had two rooms. I sat on the bed on the front room and waited for her. She came in after 2 minutes).She:- This is not right. You shouldn’t have come. What if someone comes to know?Me:- Don’t worry.. I'd have to pull that money from savings. I didn't really have all that much stashed away — I had been using my extra part-time jobs to pay off my own car payment two years early, and as of now I only had about four payments left to make. Things were going to be tight everywhere for awhile.As an aside, we asked our lawyer on the way out the door if he could recommend a Vegas hotel to us. He laughed and told us to hold on a moment while he made a quick phone call. A few minutes later he returned. When she returned, she was wearing loose-fitting jogging pants and tee shirt and when she asked if I minded if she lifted the arm dividing the seats, I replied "Of course not!"I had no idea of what she had in mind, until she confided to me a short while later as we shared a night-cap of a large Cognacs that one of her greatest turn-ons was the risk of discovery while having sex. "My husband was not a great lover, but in the close confines of a boat it was always exciting to fuck without anyone. But Sam's eyes were glued to Miss Turner's perfect round ass.Sam knew if he got the job. He didn't think 40 hours a week would cut it to keep this house in check.They got to the kitchen. Miss Turner signalled for him to take a seat at the table. Which he did, and she did the same."Now," she said. "Do you have any previous work experience in cleaning houses?" No," Sam said honestly. "I've only had one job, and I lost it today." Oh you poor thing, what was your job?" It was retail, big cuts had.