Blushing, i replied "yes - but definitely not when my friends are here" he smirked at my embarrassment but also seemed really pleased with himself. He...hung the maids outfit on a nearby rail and came to check how i looked in my pirates outfit, all the time getting a bit hands on checking how tight the trousers were, he seemed to sense that i wasn't upset by this.As we all emerged from our respective cubicles we were more than happy with our choices and made our minds up.I asked when they needed. It was that extra touch and soothing strokes of affection. The soft long gliding strokes up and down their backs, arms, and legs, hitting all the spots that needed that extra attention. I guess you could say I was giving them the foreplay that they never received at home. They felt safe and secure, and were willing to tell me all their deepest secrets, even their marital secrets. They needed someone to talk to who would listen to their inner feelings. I was that person. They would tell me of. Cream carpets inside, oak furniture, magnolia walls and so forth; just a blank house really. Every year we gather here, the "clan", two dozen relatives or so crowded into that little house. Usually i don't mind it, i just hide in my room watching porn and reading books, sometimes reading porn books; but this year is different. We have a new addition this year and they get their own little room, leaving us one room short; so this year i get to share a room, how fun.The car putters to a halt in. .I was reading this totally hot romance, and was so immersed in it that I didn't hear my new boyfriend walk in. And anyway, it was the good part. Trevor had walked in on a half-dressed Charlotte, and was having his way with her. She had just stopped struggling and resigned herself to what was happening... and suddenly he pulls me to my feet from behind with one hand, and unhooks my skirt with the other!!"Honey, leave me alone!! I'm trying to finish my book... and this is the yummy part, omg!".