The rest of the shift was uneventful.For the next week Mr and Mrs Smith were polite but didn’t speak of the night, so I thought that it was just a o...e off,I couldn’t have been more wrong, the next nightI was doing my round when Mr Smith asked if I would like to see some photos of their friends, as I sat down in their room they turned on the TV and sure enough there was Mrs Smith when she was 50 being serviced by 3 males and Mr Smith being a good husband and preparing each man for the job with. That would be much better -- easier access and even more access.He kissed her before lying down beside her, though, and he needed to remove her skirt. He made separate trips for the skirt and the panties. There was so much of Jen he hadn’t kissed yet, and he’d intended to make this a slow session, too.Not lying down yet, he began to remedy the lack. He kissed her breasts again, giving them each equal attention. He kissed her sweet abdomen, her navel and sides. When he got low enough that the. Before he could react the postie saw his problem. “Would like me to bring it in?” she teased. Joe nodded, somewhat dumbly. She entered the house and put the package down. Turning around to face him she noticed he still had his erection sticking out beneath his towel. She waved the clipboard in his direction. “Would you like a hand?” Again Joe nodded. She made to hand him the clipboard but it was a feint. Instead she grabbed the towel, leaving him standing there with his erection and a very. But you quietly insisted and for a brief moment I let you look into my eyes, knowing that, reflected in them, were my desire and extreme arousal. My heart was beating heavily in by breast, my breathingbecoming faster and the contractions in my cunt more urgent. You asked me if I was wearing panties and when I answered yes you told me to remove them. So I did. In the privacy ofthe bathroom I slipped them down over my hips and thighs and returned to you. I felt liberated, sensual, wet and hot. No.