Finally, because of his age, I would introduce him as my old neighbor. It was on for the following Saturday! I made plans for a late lunch at a trendy...bar. He was going to randomly show up. Saturday finally came. My wife looked hot in a short skirt, stockings and lacy top. He just needed to arrive. He showed up and I made the introductions. My plan was at least being attempted! We chatted and he even had her laughing at times. He would often make cheesy comments like your wife is so hot and. And his naked chest free for my hands to roam. Just as I was really letting myself go, he pushed me off of him. I moaned with the sudden loss of his heat. Turning round I was suddenly aware of the smell, and saw the slight flame glowing above the cooker. I watched as he leant over the sink with a wet cloth, his back tensing as he drained it. His biceps flexing, sweat beginning to form on his lower back. I continued to stare, watching as he reacted to the small fire, putting it out with ease. I. As long as I was Martha the maid, my diligent housework would be all Ihad to keep me fit.* * *For the next few days we were too busy to worry about Beckett and histhreats. Since the Estate was now secure, Susie went back to work atWainwrights. We had clients using the reception rooms and the gardensnearly every day. They all understood that the Hall was unstaffed andthey would have to do everything themselves, but Susie and I (asMartha) still had to show people where everything was; we had. She grasped his wrist with her free hand. Graham shot her a reproving glance and she immediately released him and waited.Graham took her over to the sessions chair and sat. She knelt in place before him and thanked God that he was not finished with her. A tear of relief trickled down her cheek. The three of them sat silently for five minutes. Jennifer’s mind whirred anxiously....Just don’t make me leave, not for a day, not for a second. Let me take off my clothes and kneel here. Just you and I.