"Yes please," I said, thinking maybe if I got at least a little bit tipsy it would calm my nerves."Is that how you address your teacher?" he asked, wi...hholding the beer. Ah, I thought, back to school I go."Yes please, sir?" I ventured."That's better," he said, giving me the can. I drank it a little too quickly, spilling some beer over my hands and almost choking on it. I suddenly felt very hot. We were both still standing, so I sat down on the bed and removed my hooded top."Let's watch some. “I’m in a bit of a hurry” she said before I could even open my mouth, “could you come back next week, I’m just on the way out” It was more a statement of fact rather than a request, she wasn’t asking, she was telling, again, before I could answer, the mother’s voice came from within the house. “Is that the milk-boy?” I could hear her call from inside the house, “tell him to come back once he’s finished his collections and I’ll pay him myself. “Rather than wait for the daughter to repeat her. Private conversations picked up by vultures with listening devices during a yearlong, bitter divorce battle taught her that lesson. Hell, even her email and voicemail had been hacked! At this point, it was enough to know that her girl Friday had a plan.Walking back into the luxury condo, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of irritation and anger at the intrusion. This was supposed to be a relaxing break after all the craziness of fashion week in London – two weeks of lounging on the beaches. I saw her washing the dishes, her round ass were completely visible. Slowly I went to her back and start pressing her ass slowly. She didn’t move or said anything so I kept massaging her ass, then I moved my hand a little up and caught her waist tightly, still she didn’t say anything. Then move a little up I caught of her juicy breast, this time she made a little movement and start moaning softly. So I realized that she liked it the way I was doing. Then I moved my hand down and start massaging.