All three women left the room and when they closed the door it immediately became impossible to see where it was – so well had the room been designe.... The light was dimmed and he realized that this was going to be his "home" for the rest of his life. Certainly more comfortable and pleasant than his previous work schedule with its frequent beatings and torture sessions, but the finality of it all hit home. He was now, without a doubt, on "death-row" with absolutely no avenue of appeal open to. He broke the kiss and with hands on my shoulders moved me to my left and back so I was against the cold outside wall. He kissed me again and his right hand went back to caress my cock n balls. His head sunk down to tongue my nipples and I had to admit I was enjoying it, as my moan testified.He stepped back and unzipped his trousers. He got his cock and undid the rest of his trousers, pulling them down his legs. I sunk to my knees, held his cock in my right hand and slid my lips over it. This made her white tee-shirt almost transparent. “Hot?” asked Maisy. “Yes she is” I replied, making a fraudulent slip before correcting myself “Yes she is right, the curry is hot”. The girls looked at each other and laughed. Fortunately Derek didn’t pick up on my slip. I tried to look around the room, to take my attention from the girls. There was the usual “Wedding” photos, of Derek and Maisy, also baby pictures of Rosie. There were also some photos of a younger Maisy in an athletics uniform,. My story is real. I am a 37 yr old man divorced and always feeling sex starved. My maid servant had a 18 yr old daughter, slim, wheatish in complexion with ordinary looks. I had set my eyes on her for quite sometime. I had even proposed to her before my failed marriage but she was too young then to understand the importance of my proposal. It was a Sunday noon. I was already high on alcohol. I use to always fantasize fucking her. May be the alcohol in my blood gave me the courage to fulfill my.