I make house calls.”My cowering wife stared in shock as I reached over totake the card. “Thanks man” I said. “Maybe I will....21; Shewatched in total disbelief as I tucked the card intothe pocket of my suit jacket. Then she just broke downcrying and sobbing and tried to sink so low into theseat that I’m sure she wished the ground would open upand swallow her. I leaned over and pulled her towardsme and zipped up the back of her dress. Surprisingly,she gratefully. I was determined to follow my dream. After graduation, I tried selling a few stories but all of them were rejected. So I gave up on writing and got the highest paying job possible--babysitting you."Evie barely stifled a derisive guffaw. Daphne shrugged and went back to her book. Evie started tapping away at her smart phone."Sell, goddam it!" Evie yelled. "Sell!"After several more hours of driving, the limo finally arrived at the inn, a rambling Tudor mansion of several stories. Daphne and Evie. . my jaw dropped and I nodded my head - next thing I knew her hands were down my shorts stroking my shaft as my pre cum leaked out she removed her hands and licked her fingers clean. I was amazed and couldn't control my hands as they reached over and into the opening of her nightgown where I was met by a soaking wet pussy and no underwear. A nearly shaved pussy with just a landing strip leading me to her clit.I felt like I was going to cum just by fingering her aged pussy. I removed my hand and. It was exotic certainly but probably mostly harmless. For our tea I dressed in my best suit, an expensive one Allison had recently bought for me that I had to admit looked pretty sharp. The three girls after considerable debate decided to avoid any subtlety and go straight for the jugular and they wore their three Set dresses. I was just grateful they didn’t pick the out LBD’s, sans panties and spend the whole tea sitting spread-eagle! The address we were given was in a very exclusive.