As we entered the gents, he did so slightly before me, he hovered at a urinal, as I choose one a few away from him he turned and entered a cubicle, pe...haps put off by the way I dress, baseball cap and chav clothing, probably not looking like I'm there for the same reason. After a few minutes standing at the urinals, getting my cock hard, wishing for someone to come in, I assumed, the guy that entered the cubicle would be leaving shortly and may wonder why I'm still there, so I headed into a. Hope you would like it. And don’t forget to mail me at This story dates back to 2 years back, while I was a student then. I live with my family, both of parents working. Those days, I was studying for my exams and would be at home. We had our maid, who was elderly, aged around 50 years. She would do all household works at our home. She would come in the morning at 11 am and complete her work and leave.One day, as usual I was alone at home, the bell rang and I opened the door. A young lady was. Maybe she can work for me for a while? What do you think?Sylvia: Your wife Melanie is right. You never know who the cleaningservice is going to send, and whether they'll do as good a job as youexpect. Lupe's a good girl. She'd do a good job for you.George: I'll ask Melanie about it.Sylvia: No need, really. I already talked to her about it yesterday. Lupewill be there tomorrow to start work.George: I see, once again, I'm not the decision maker here.Sylvia: Yes, that's pretty much how it works.. His wife was now a 48 year old and every time I looked at Karen and Kayte, I knew that the acorn didn't fall far from the tree. Karen was definitely just a mature Kayte. Her hips were a little larger, her tits were even bigger but there was little else different about them. They both kept their hair in a light strawberry blonde. They both walked and played tennis for exercise, leaving their legs strong and shapely. If Kayte morphed into a Karen over the years, I would be tickled to death....