..."You okay there, Cindy?"I looked up at Sarah. She was the P.A. to Lucy Jones, the officemanager, and nominally in charge of my training. Once an ...our or soshe swung by to make sure I hadn't screwed anything up too badly. Shespoke in the patronizing and slightly impatient tone of someone left incharge of a precocious but useless child. Damn if I didn't like herdespite the attitude, though. She leaned over me to check my work andher blouse hung loosely. She had gorgeous tits, large and. My hardon was sticking straight out."Damn," Cheryl shot out. "Look at Kevin's little boner. Apparently he likes being our slave. Look how hard he is," Cheryl said as she looked over at her husband who just smirked."Does it turn you on being our slave?" Cheryl chided. "You all excited about serving us?" I merely nodded my head realizing that yes, I was more turned on than I've ever been in my life."You know that my husband is going to fuck your wife. Do you want that Kevin? You want to see Ron's. “It’s time to find someone to take care of it – not like we can’t afford to hire someone.”“You’re talking about a household manager?”“Yes, there’s no reason for either of us to be doing what amounts to bookkeeping and taking care of the minutiae that comes with running a household. Lupe cooks and shops for groceries, but paying the credit card bill for food expenses falls to us. Arina keeps the place clean, and helps around the house, but do we have any idea what’s reasonable for cleaning. I’ve been living alone abroad since last 2 years and this was the first time I visited home. The lady of this story is none other than my very own mother. Her name is Seema, her figure is 36-32-38. She has big beautiful boobs and a round fat ass.The story started when I first moved to Canada and as anyone would be I was missing my home and everything and I wanted to go home and be with my family and friends, and I used to talk to my mother all the time how I missed her and want to be back home,.