Going from room to room Miranda made sure everything was sparkling clean, the air fresh with the smell of the forest's wild flowers, she puttered arou...d in the kitchen deciding next time she came she would fill the shelves with supplies once again, Cook had never forgiven her for setting her on fire and would run her out of the kitchen which annoyed Miranda no end since she wanted to learn how to cook. Going into the bedchamber thinking about taking a short nap, since she felt achy and crampy. Her hand was in her short shorts obviously rubbing her clit. "You don't have to get yourself off you know," she said with a grin. She walked towards me and closed the bathroom door behind her. I could hear her father's surround-sound start blaring as music was turned on downstairs. "No one will hear us," she said tentatively. She seemed to be losing her nerve but it was only a momentary lapse. She dropped to her knees, and before I could say anything she spit on my cock, coated it with her hand. But sure I'll invite him." You finally agreed with your boss, even though Jerome was the last person you wanted to invite.Later that day as you were talking to a co-worker, Jerome came walking by."Yo Roger, how's that wife of yours, she able to walk the other Saturday." Jerome said taunting the guy you were talking to."Excuse me Jerome, I wanted to invite you to my party this weekend." You then reluctantly told him."Yeah I heard about it, but how the fuck what to go to a party with some stale. I guess I have always been an ass loving guy. How soft her skin would feel like during our “accidental” rubs against each other. How we would exert a bit of pressure in those rubs just to make sure that the other person understood the intentions behind them.The best part where how these rubs would continue even when others were nearby. The possibility of being caught spiced things up to a whole new level. when no one was around, she started wearing here saree real loose. Leaving the first.