"Why don't you come to work with me? Old Mr Fitz is always asking me tobring someone along to help me. Alec comes with me sometimes, but MrFitz insis...s that I should have someone else all the time." Well I've got nothing else to do," he replied, "but I don't know what acarer does exactly so you would have to show me."They had just eaten their Saturday evening meal and James finishedputting the last of the items in the dishwasher. Fiona suggested theyrelax with a drink so he poured them each a. She looked so sexy, sat at her dressing table, applying her lipstick and a little makeup. She hardly wears any makeup, so to watch her getting ready, applying eyeliner and perfume was enough to make my cock hard as rock again. She gave me a sexy glance in the mirror as she rose and walked slowly down the hall to the lounge. I watched her shapely figure as she walked away from me and realised that in a few minutes someone elses hands would be all over my wife, caressing her beautiful breasts,. I don’t want him to be uncomfortable. He presses in a little more, his crotch pressing into mine. Suddenly, Jay’s hands drop down and slide up under my shirt. He pulls my blouse over my head, which I allow. I’m sure he just wants better access. With less material between him and me, the sensations he’s giving me come stronger. I slide his shirt off, tossing it through the window into the car with mine. My hands slide over his body, restless and unable to settle in one place. Then before I know. While I became more aware of the sound of her breathing, her foot steps, the slight creak of the floor, I think it was only because I was concentrating on them more. I recalled the layout of the house enough to guess that she was leading me past the master bedroom to the doorway at the end of the hall, pausing only long enough to push open the door and lead me through, her fingers tightening painfully as I stumbled over the thick rug. “Sorry,” I muttered, my cheeks warm with.