Her left arm was under the table in her lap and several times she reached over to touch my leg. By the time we were into our second round of drinks Ce... Cee was holding court on her favorite books and movies. She was very animated and many of her comments were sexual in nature. She was also very witty and had everyone laughing from time to time. When we finished our second round Debbie suggested we go back to their place which was only five minutes away. I figured we had passed the test and. The main maid was a 45-year-old Telugu woman (who was also extremely hot, but I never made a move on her except for some flashing when I was in school). She had a daughter (who was bad-looking) and their widowed cousin (who was also bad-looking).The main maid was working for almost 11 years and became extremely close with my mother and was like her closest aide.The servant mentioned in the story is short, bald, and is her 50-year-old husband who used to come and help her with some work whenever. Embarrassed, Sophie lowered the uneaten burger and blushed slightly. She pulled at her T-shirt slightly, which seemed tighter than it had when she put it on, although that was impossible, and looked at Beth."Sorry, what were you saying?" She asked, pretending nothing out of the ordinary had happened."I was-nothing, it doesn't matter," She said, setting down her food, "I just have to go to the bathroom, feel like I have to pee every five minutes, it's so annoying."Sophie laughed nervously as her. Such naughty tingles ran down to my pussy.I wanted to be in her snatch. I wanted her to be in my cunt. I wanted to fuck her and wanted to be fucked.But we couldn’t do either.I broke the kiss, my body shaking worse. What started as tears of joy became grief, fear. I sniffed, staring at her wet eyes. My glasses slipped on my nose as the world grew so blurry on the edges. More tears fell hot down my cheeks.She shook, too. “I know.” She stroked my auburn hair as I clung to her wet body. “I.