She was planning a ladies’ tea-party this week, but unfortunately, her maid has been called away on family business. Mummy suggested that she might ...e willing to pay you to serve at her function,” said Jennifer.“Oh, err, well, that sounds possible, Miss,” I replied.“There’s just one small detail, Peter. Mummy will require you to dress as a lady’s maid.”“Oh, no Miss, I’m not into that sort of thing. Not at all!”, I spluttered.Jennifer slowly crossed her nyloned legs and placed her hand ever so. I don't think we ought to date anymore." Jake, I'm sorry. I was just flirting around like we always do. I didn't know Andy had his thing out, honest. The minute I found out I walked away. Nothing happened, I want you to know that," replied Lynn.I had hung up the phone when she said she didn't know Andy had his cock out. I just didn't want to hear anymore.The rest of the school year I became more of a loner. I saw the guys from time to time and saw them at a couple of parties. If Lynn was there. Whether it was me going too deep or Mary thrusting too high, the tip of my cock caught and wedged in her asshole. She gasped and clamped down. That triggered it, but she’d pinched the head of my cock and the passage was so tight it was almost painful to spray the pressurized contents of my balls into the little opening. Both girls screamed and there was a fluttering of her asshole that resulted in another strong spurt before she pulled away.“Oh, God! I’m more than willing to fuck you, Jett, but. She lifted herself off me and put the mirror away; she returned and said, “You finally wore me out.”“I’m dead too.”“Move over.”She turned out the light as I did so and we settled ourselves in happy, sweaty exhaustion under her covers. We kissed in the moonlight through the blinds and she chuckled, “You are now hired every night for massages.”“Gladly.”“And don’t worry about the pay; it’s the same.”“There’s no need.”“You’re my man. I want to spend a little money on you. You’re not rich.” I said.