Maybe it was just my imagination, but looking across the table at her I thought I saw greed in her eyes. It could be she was a gambler at heart.Whatev...r her thoughts were, she finally looked up, smiled brightly, and said, "Sure, I'll play."It turned out she was a fast learner. Of course she didn't know the odds like we did, but it didn't take her long to get a good idea of the value of her hand, and to discover what would beat what. She even started getting the hang of bluffing, though we. Her thong sat on the counter while the skirt part of her maid dress was hiked halfway up her stomach, but she had fixed the corset part of the dress, once more compressing her tits and providing a fantastic view. She’d clearly reapplied makeup to her face as it was sprawled out on the counter and she no long looked like a cheap whore. After a few minutes I decided I had enough footage and turned off the shower, capturing the final trickle of water leave her pussy before turning of my phone and. ’David squirmed. He felt conflicted. Either way, he was going to disappoint one person.‘Sorry,’ he typed, ‘having dinner with Dad.’They had just begun to tuck into the lasagne Frank had made when David’s phone pinged again.‘Fucking useless. Where are you when I need you.’David’s stomach plunged. He felt awful.“Dad, I’m sorry, I need to go. Someone has dropped out at work, they really need someone.”“Now? On your birthday?”“I’m the one on call,” said David thickly.“You’re a clown,” Frank replied. James had been with forty or fifty girls by his senior year and was know by everyone as being in good in bed as on the football field. A couple of days after James had signed his mom's best friend lauren came knocking at the door. James heard the knock on the door except he was in the back bedroom with a little hottie named Emily from his highschool, James peaked out the window of his bedroom to see that it was Lauren and jumped out of bed before she drove off. James mom had already told him.