To which I said ok and then she left. Just after she left I jumped out of my sofa and rushed to the bathroom and unloaded twice thinking of her boobs ...nd ass.Days went by, and it was getting hard for me to control my boners. Masturbating by fantasizing her was becoming a daily routine. But still, she was my maid and I respected her like a friend (never gave any wrong signs).I had a tight monthly budget, so I mostly stayed home. I only left for my 2 hours class after the lunch. Weekends were fun. " He looked around. "You wouldn't just happen to know of anybody who might be interested, would you?"She whipped the T shirt off, secure in the knowledge that she could manipulate this man, at least to some degree. She was right too. While the food cooled in the microwave, she found out one can have sex by sitting on a man's lap, facing him while he sits in a straight backed chair.She decided she liked this way a lot, because it made sucking her nipples easy for him while he put another ball of. She took a deep breath and tried to let it relax her.“You mean naked?” she asked weakly.“Naked, bound, and hobbled, led by a true member of the circle,” Mrs. Weed answered.“Who?”“Why, me, of course!”Rebecca’s heart pounded. She knew in her heart that this was what she wanted, but it was terrifying.“Only my ... husband has ever seen me like that. I don’t know.” Tears ran from Rebecca’s eyes. She licked her lips and chewed upon the lower one. She could see the shadows at the top of the hill. I knew there was a chance we might come across each other in town, but with my skill set, I should be able to spot her first and take avoiding action.“What’s up?” asked Mel. She had noticed my misgivings. “Didn’t I do it right?”“No, you were exceptional.”Mel’s brilliant smile was a fitting reward for the compliment.“Could I have something to drink?” she asked.I should have anticipated she’d want something to take the taste away. “What would you like?”“Coke, please.”“I’m not sure I have any..