” His eyes roved all over me, his throat working. “I think you’re so fucking sexy.”The need in Carl’s voice tugged at me. I couldn’t help ...ut slip a hand between my thighs.I was rubbing my clit while he continued with, “That bikini barely covered you. I could see your boobs. I … I…”Carl swallowed, with his voice a croak as he tried to convey his desperation.“I love ‘em, your tits. I wanna suck ‘em … I wanna put my dick between ‘em, Mrs Banks. Can I? Can I do that?”I chuckled and took my hand. It was Monday morning and I went to sleep half naked under the bed sheet and see her react. She was sweeping the floor saw..me and adjusted my dress and started to clean my room. I was utmost disappointed and started towards my shower and while I was back. My purse was not there where I kept, confused about where it was I saw it my maid’s hand. I hid and saw what she was up to.She took the change and 200rs from my purse and kept it in the dining table then I went down and acted as I’m searching. She is new to the city, doesn’t know anyone, doesn’t have a job, staying in a boarding house. I’m pretty certain her ID was fake, so she’s likely in the country illegally. She is running from something. No family. And her body, nice pert breasts, a firm ass, and lovely ___ hair. And she has a cute manner of looking down submissively when you talk to her. I wish I could afford her, or I’d buy her myself.Anna: OK, it sounds good. What have you told her?Eva Novek: . "Thank you dear", came his crackly voice, and he rested a shaky hand on her thigh.Timothy was already eating with gusto, and soon the pile of sandwiches had disappeared.Mr. Clover had difficulty chewing, so Cindy fed him small bites from her own plate.Finally, Ms. Alsover spoke again. "Cindy, darling", she said. "I invited Mr. Clover because I think he can help you with the, eh, size problem. Would you like that, my dear?"Cindy blushed, and looked at the old man beside her. Mr. Clover was again.