. "Hmmmm, here we are" I replied, "What have you got in the envelope Mr Grey, can I see please?"He handed me the envelope, I took out the contents, no... caring who could see and started to read. I was so amazed at the detail and how professional it looked. He had worded it perfectly and I was willing to try everything apart from the fisting! I looked at him and smiled and nervous smile, a knowing smile as to what we were about to embark on. I tried to concentrate on him, but his hand kept. I quickly undressed and stretched a little, feeling the tense knotting in my shoulders and lower back. I was also beginning to feel a different kind of tension lower down. Control was never usually a problem, but as this situation seemed anything but usual to me I lay myself front side down on the table and d****d one of Mel's warm towels over my buttocks. I could feel a pulsing sensation running around my groin and through the length of my shaft as I imagined her touch.I could faintly hear her. She had been climbing up to get some chair covers down and had slipped. I helped her up and into her house and laid her on the settee.Her knee had a scrape on it; nothing too serious, so I went into the kitchen and made a tea towel wet and then applied it firmly to her knee. As I pressed, her legs flopped apart and her skirt rode up her thigh and there winking at me was a neatly trimmed pussy. I had to look twice; I couldn’t believe she was walking around without any underwear on.She caught me. He can’t answer. Somewhere in his brain, a voice is telling him he had better get back to his hotel and clean up. He has an interview tomorrow.21:35 pm. Instant Messaging.Jenny is at home. Thinking about Joe. Thinking about how he will get on with his interview tomorrow. When they had spoken earlier, he sounded encouraging about today’s interview. Maybe he was just being hopeful or maybe it really was good. She hopes so.Suddenly both her mobile and the house phone rings. Simultaneously. She.