“Interesting gig you have there, playing that thing,” she said. “How did you get into that?”“That’s where I make most of my money. I sure ...on’t make much here!”“You get paid more than you’re worth, Albino,” George said, chipping in. “So stop yakking and get back to work. You too, Redbone.”Lorna smiled at Alex and rolled her eyes, then turned and walked back to the dining room.----Lorna and Alex continued to flirt and trade smiles and their brief conversations here and there became more. Unraveling a bitch's French braidis always a pleasure. She walks past me, paying no attention to the hired help that I'm pretendingto be. I like the back view too, admiring the way her heinie twitches in thatshort, clinging black dress. There is no visible panty line and a faintly visiblebra line. Her miniskirt stops just below her butt cheeks, showing off her lovelylegs to perfection I give her a minute. Then I put the mop in the bucket, place mop and bucketneatly back in the closet and step. "Um, look, Ken, I've got work to do, so-"He cut me off. "How's Sara?"That threw me. Sara was my mistress, my latest one, anyway. See, I'm pretty good looking for a guy pushing 50. I work out, take care of myself, got a George Clooney vibe I'm told, and I've always had a way with the ladies. And it's not like my wife, Mary, was enough for my sex drive. She always took that Catholic shit too seriously, more so the last several years. She hadn't given me a blow job in better than a decade and she. Needless to say, while Lidia got my dick wedged into the top of her ass, and pressed firmly against her for the 20 minutes it took us to get home, I remained in control.We pulled in to the drive and as the car stopped, I released my protective hold on Lidia. I was expecting her to fly off of me as quickly as she could without it seeming weird. So I was surprised when Rach beat her out of the jeep. She seemed just as reticent to get off me as she had to get on me. Eventually, as Rach.