She opened her mouth and let his middle finger slip inside, gently feeling the edge of her teeth and the soft wetness of her tongue - all the time sta...ing with inquisitiveness at her face and reactions. She instinctively kissed his finger as it moved out of her mouth and she glanced down at the long penis between them…it was growing again but this time because he was touching her. The android unclipped the button of her dungarees and it fell away, unclipped the other one and the dungarees fell. Too bad it’s against his will. The mistress had been alone for too long and needed a good man. He stared at her with surprise. ‘What would I like to eat?’ he asked her. ‘Yes sir. Mistress gave instruction that you are to be served whatever you wish.’ He ordered a sumptuous lunch to make up for the scant and repetitious food he had received for the past three weeks and asked for his bath to be after he ate. He also requested brandy and cigars and was told that they would be provided. He sat on. She was humorous person and seemed to be good natured. We kept talking about the latest movies, life in the small town of the site office and this and that. In between we stopped at a small town and had lunch. After lunch I offered to drive the car and she readily agreed. She sat besides me and I started driving. After lunch she must have felt drowsy because she dosed off and her saree pallu fell down her breasts. I was now really enjoying the view of her cleavage. Her blouse seemed to be. The sun easily penetrated the curtains and lit up the room. Even with them open, there wouldnt have been any good visual for the neighbours to see any part of the house. It was pretty far outside the city and surrounded by trees at different places. He walked over to one of the kitchen drawers and took out some bread. I simply stood behind him, observing his unimaginably sexy body. I felt dirty, standing there. The fact that my cock was closing up to its maximum length didnt help. He turned.