She seemed to become all soppy around him and sometimes she seemed to get all flushed when he described his latest female conquest. She had always ...efused to tell me about their time together and in particular their lovemaking. Every time I brought the subject up she steered the conversation away and so I had never really pressed it. All of these thoughts and emotions swirled around in my mind as I drove home and as I swung into our road, I was startled to see that Brett’s car was. I went to the guest room and laid out two very similar sets of clothes for Charlady, Her favourite red short skirt and silver blouse for the special event and a black short skirt and white semi transparent blouse for travelling home in.When Charlady exited the bathroom, I told her to wear the silver and red, I gave her instructions to wear no underwear and then come to the master bedroom in exactly 25 minutes. I disappeared into the other room to prepare the scene. When Charlady entered the. With difficulty in the seat I tried to spread my legs a little, my fingers slipping inside the blue cotton, and finding the bud of my sex erect, and my lips wet. They stood stroking their long thick shafts, their large balls swinging obediently to their hands. I was the helpless Andromeda sacrificed to these men. They moved closer to let me see their stiffness and length. I shivered knowing these men would not cover themselves. They moved closer and I felt my body arch as my finger turned me. But she stood up and moved away slightly. "It's not going to happen, Lars," she said."Nothing will happen that we don't both want to happen," he said. It sounded more like a threat than a promise."Here's the scotch, and there's the water," she said. "Sit down in the front room, there, and I'll go get you a copy of the manuscript." She left him there and went upstairs to her room.She came back with fourteen chapters of her manuscript, neatly tied away in an accordion folder. She handed it to him.