Richard stopped at red light thinking about how things have changed over the past several months. He and Monica both lost their jobs at the bank when ...he merger happened. They were both making good money and had a nice house and everything until things went bad for them. Maybe it’s luckily that this Mr. Crowley came along when he did. It was something like out of a move or something. Almost like the flick called indecent proposal. Except this guy named Crowley came along and offered them. Fact is, I don’t think I coulda come if I’d wanted to, so I rode it out, letting her find her own way up and then down. After forever her muscles slackened and she sank down, breath whistling in her throat, eyes fluttering. ‘Jesus, Doug, I needed that, but this skirt wrinkles real bad. Don’t you dare go anywhere.’ I managed to roll off her, shucked my T-shirt and pants while I had time. Guessed she’d wanna mouthful of cock, ride the tongue some, then slow and gentle before dinner. Her usual. " I said yes Mam Aunt Mandy, she told me to call he Ms. Mandy because auntmade her sound old. We entered the back door to see my Uncle Jack on hishands and knees cleaning the kitchen floor. He greeted us but did not getup saying he was almost done. "This is one of the jobs that will be yours; I expect this floor to sparkle every morning. Follow me I'll show you your room." I walked up the stairs behind mesmerized by her rear end. Her asslooked big and round yet so firm I stared at the two. “Mind if I take a peek?” Though she’s right in front of me now, something is wrong. “Move down a little more,” she says as she motions which way with her thigh-bound hand. “I’ll tell you when to stop,” she says as she smiles up at me. “Lift your ass up,” she says as she holds the waist band of my shorts and pulls them down into the water. My rigid tool is swaying vertically inches from her face as a broad smile overtakes her face. It is then that we both notice the pre-cum pooling in the slit.