Love for your husband is not enough, however, to become a hotwife. Although you may want to please him, it's also a matter of elementary justice. You ...eserve to be a hotwife. You have been at his side for years, encouraging him to make more money, telling him how to dress, pointing out his faults, doing more than your share of the housework, telling him pointless stories in endless detail about people he does not know. He should love you above all other women and want you to be happy.. Fully half of the students housed there were accompanied by a cook/servant/companion. This is where the students from foreign countries came for a crash course in American English. The student population referred to this residence as "Spicamore Hall".I was informed in my orientation interview that I was now part of a student body numbering one hundred seven students. Forty six in "Joke", thirty six in "Search" and thirty one in "Spic". Eight of the students in my new residence were foreign. "No you'll have to lose the shorts too." Kyle told me shaking his head.Knowing I was going to have to put on a show to keep Jake's eyes on me and not Cleo I turned my back and bent over as I slid the shorts over my ass. I wiggled and knew he was treated to the same pale pink shade as my matching bra was."The sale with the new horses for Billy will be completed early on next week. I'd like you to be able to handle the paper work then if you're up to it." Jake told Cleo while watching my rump. Her hands slipped under my shirt and began to caress my breasts. She crossed her hands over to opposite breasts and pulled me against her. It felt so wonderful to be... I guess there's no other word for it, manhandled by her. I sighed and let her rub against me. One hand slid down and went under her skirt and into my panties. It found my clit and began to gently stroke it. Janice leaned in close and nibbled my ear and then said, "I have a request but you can think of it as a demand if that will.