00 she rolled home, completely smashed. She started rolling a spliff, got a beer that she really didn’t need and got amongst the remains of our earl...er take away. We talked a bit more, I’m finding less annoying. I don’t know if it’s because I was half pissed or if she’s less irritating when she’s had a few beers and a joint, but either way we seemed to get on better.Eventually, she fell asleep, or passed out. My mate decided that enough is enough, woke her up enough to get her upstairs to bed. I want to do it some more.” She smiled shyly as she said this last.She stood from putting plates in the dishwasher and kissed me abruptly.“How about now? I have to get a shower before we leave, anyway.” Her hand slid down and caressed my stiffening cock thru my shorts. I hadn’t had this much sex in years! Not that I was complaining at all.“Sure,” I smiled back at her. “You gals can have all you want. As long as I’m able to keep up, that is.”I slipped a hand into the panties of the nightie she. Jane pushed her other tit out as she sucked on my cock, both now hanging out from the low cut neck of the maid’s outfit. My pre cum lubricating Jane’s sliding mouth was turning in to a froth on her lips and I began to moan.Jane stopped sucking my cock and stood up, her hand expertly slid her knickers down off her legs as she rose to her feet.“Lick me Tom”Leaning against the table that was set for lunch she parted her legs, sinking on to my knees I saw her bare leg spilling out from her black. ” Irene said, standing up behind her desk, her hands folded in front of her. I saw she had already added a few touches. There was a silver picture frame on her desk and a small potted flower on the credenza behind her.“Good morning! Please, call me David and I would like to call you Irene, if that is okay.”“Of course, you can call me Irene, it’s my name after all. A couple of your writers are already here and they let me in. Fresh coffee is brewing and I brought donuts. The receipt is on your.