After 10 min, she came out of her bedroom.She was properly dressed in a gown when she came out. She sat next to me on Sofa. I asked her, is the baby s...eeping? She said yes, now she will be asleep for another 2-3 hours at least. I asked her, what do you do during your free time. She said I have regular housework, kitchen work, TV etc. Then I noticed that her gown was getting wet. I said your gown is getting wet. She looked at her chest and said, oh ya, wait. Then she got up and closed the main. ...this is trueI had been working in this pub for near a year now. since i had started i had been constantly flirting with a girl named anne (another lounge staff), but since we both were in relationships we never acted on it, everyone else who worked there constantly teased us both over it, something we would just laugh off. anyway to cut long story short, it was after last call one night and i was to head to stock room to get rid of any rubbish, only to find anne hiding out there texting on. "Just stand beside me while I get fucked, Mama. It will make me feel so much better."So it happened that Mrs. Bejamin Smith stood beside a man her age while he fucked the shit out of her daughter. She must have had some incredible finishing school training because she never once stooped to my level, even when I slid my hand unobtrusively under the hem of her dress and slowly rubbed my way up her inner thigh.Since Betsy was doing such a good job of fucking herself on me, there wasn't much for me. No matter how bad things were for you, you endured. You never complained, never whined and you never gave in. You dealt with things in ways that left others scrambling to catch up. Even getting raped by that bastard -- it never touched you. In fact, you reversed it into the worst ordeal imaginable for your rapist. I . . ."I stopped her with a raised hand. "Different backgrounds, Lady Murielle. I am . . . was, a simple trader. If you had any idea how many times I've had it stuck in me and broken.