You do what they ask, if y'will. Oh, and y'can eat in the kitchen with the other help."So I moved furniture, cleaned rugs, hauled trunks from attic to...basement and back, made minor repairs, cut firewood, and found several dozen other long-delayed jobs that every home accumulates. The cook and cleaning girl thought it was very funny to see me hurry from one task to another, sweating and striving."What's your reward, then?" asked the cook, wiping her hands on her apron."Get it in heaven," I said. There went my poker career! My resolve was reflected in the anxiety I saw growing in her eyes. Good."You aren't serious about the whole assfucking thing, are you?" The tremor in her voice made me feel all warm and happy inside. As well as hard, outside. Ah, the wonders of PDE-5 inhibitors! My reply (both verbal as well as erectile) likely did nothing to set her at ease."That has been part of the plan all along. Of course, having come this far, it might be a bit late for second thoughts, don't. She could not believe that. I worked on her day by day to build her confidence and her new-found confidence was opening her up like a flower.It was almost a week and Sowmyakka was always waiting for me to return from work and sit down to talk. I could sense it. So even I started to come home a bit early to spend time with her. Our attention to each other and fascination for one to talk and the other to listen was growing day by day.My attention to her unnoticed characters turned out to be long. She came into the room, kissed the two of us, then sucked our cocks but just gave a few strokes. Then, she kissed our dicks and said, goodbye.We had dinner and waited. We waited and waited until there was no one outside. At around 2 am, we peaked outside. There was no one outside.We, naked to the skin, jumped outside and lay down on the floor. I was on top of him with his legs crossing over my butt. I kissed him and he in return kissed me. We were shivering slightly from the excitement. I slid.