I've alwaysrather fancied being a French maid. I just love fishnets and those heelsare to die for. But you know what French maids are supposed to do.T...ey're anybody's. Do you want me to be waving my pussy at everyone insight? We actually swore a vow that we would forsake all others untildeath do us part. I don't want to break that vow. Do you?" Of course not. You're mine and I don't actually care if you're adisobedient little minx. Now shut up and let me suck your cock. This isso good. I get a. “It’s funny Susan – I still remember Julia, but she’s gone – Can I let you get yourself inside. I’ll be back as soon as I can – be careful, beautiful,” I said heading to Martins.==================“Hey – how’s my bachelor brother doing these days? Found that special someone yet?” Martin asked.“As a matter of fact, I have, what’s happening with you?” I questioned.Just then Linda came out in just a towel, “Oh, hi David – I was just...”“It’s OK, I know about you two – Danny Hilts and all of that.. We went back to the room where I had intended to work on my laptop, and catch up after the day away from the office. She out music in started dancing and cracked another bottle of wine.I ignored, as best I could, her dancing, stumbling snd when she sat down on the couch, she sat legs open and loose.She leaned back on the couch and was out. Through her solid snoring, I shook to wake her to get her into her room. She stirred a bit, so i lifted her, and walked her stumbling to her bedroom.Once in. He was one of those men who would say something outrageous, in his mind jocular and unoffensive, but to the listener especially an expectant female, he would sound sadistic and frustrated.He had drank a lot of brandy so you could excuse his rudeness or eccentricity, but what was evident was that he was desirous to enact these perverse desires on you, and in our household, the only real thing stopping him, was me, as my husband was a keen voyeur and offering me for his sexual enjoyment, always.