I walked in the kitchen and there she was, just laying on the breakfast table, all spread out like some porno star. Man she looked so sexy, her sweet ...ole already glased. So tempting, but my dad's rule, NO SEX!!! My loyalty to my father's law was strong, but not as strong as my need of sexual conquest, and since I havn't felt the warm touch of a woman in a while, this would have to do. I walk over to the table and I can smell the sweet glaze of the dripping hole, I thought to myself that the. “So, do you promise to keep it a secret? Do you promise not to tell anyone about our magical house, and about all the cool things that happen inside here?”“Of course! I don't want to lose it!”“Good. Now that we have agreed on that, there is one last thing”“Sure!”. Alex was willing to agree with anything just to ensure he and his mother would live in that magical place.Their conversation was interrupted with Audrey's arrival, carrying a tray with several sandwiches.“Audrey, honey, we're having a. Now you can study 'her' in detail.Little by little, in your imagination, a relationship begins to form.Then one evening, just before she closes her curtains, she seems to be looking directly at you. Your heart misses a beat, and you blush beetroot red.As her curtains close, she raises a pair of binoculars to her own eyes and smiles at you, no-one else, only YOU.Now you can't sleep. All you can think about is tomorrow and 'her' and YOU!Amanda writes:I've never been caught 'watching' before.My. I almost laughed, the occupant was a pervo, a guy who thinks flashing the maid had never been done before, standing there with his robe open, pretending he was about to have a shower.I wheeled into his room and did a big no no as far as hotel rules go, always leave the door open by putting the small wedge under the door, I just let it close behind me, what I wanted was strong light behind me, that way he could see through my pinafore and my sexy attire.'Can I serve you Sir', I asked.