Barbara and Tim were on the king-size bed. Naked except for her stockings and heels, she faced the headboard with her arms locked to brace her and her...knees spread widely. Tim was between her legs, holding her hips with his cock in her ass. They looked like a scene from a porno flick and I wondered if they fell into that position naturally or had posed it for my benefit."God, I love you back there," she moaned."You love having me in any of your holes, don't you, slut?" Tim said."Any of them,. “Excuse me, Miss,” he says as he approaches her outside the restaurant. “I noticed you standing out here all alone. Would you care to have dinner with me?”“I don’t know if my date would like that very much,” she says, turning slowly to face him.“What, is he more impressive than me?” River asks.She glances down at his crotch. “I think he might be,” she says dismissively.“I’m fairly skilled with my hands and some say I got a silver tongue, too,” he offers.“So is my date,” she says, turning away. As I glanced out of the apartment window at a bright and blustery October morningnext to me I could here the Andy's slow rhythmic breathing.. Rolling slowlyout of bed I smiled as I became aware of the dull post coital ache in my pussy,my nipples, still tender, instantly sprang to life. Passing the full lengthmirror on the wardrobe door I stopped dead in my tracks as my reflection showedme wearing my black leather basque and stockings. I looked down for confirmationthat my eyes were not. I delivered the food to the family room. Lisa and Tracy were there with the three friends of Lisa's, the same three who were with her when I was forced to eat each of them to orgasm while being paddled. None of them paid any attention to me for which I was grateful. I heard more voices and Brian and Bob walked into the room accompanied by Sheila. The two boys saw me and looked away."You boys remember Mrs. Hopkins, she's our maid now." Sheila remarked. The two looked at me and smiled thinly..