One Saturday morning she and Cassandra were sitting at the breakfast table in the sunny room off the kitchen, going over the monthly household account..., when Pamela threw up her hands, “This is ridiculous. It’s a beautiful day and I really want to be out playing tennis but I’m stuck doing this!”Cassandra had looked at her over her coffee cup. “It’s time to find someone to take care of it – not like we can’t afford to hire someone.”“You’re talking about a household manager?”“Yes, there’s no. The front of the house gave very little away it looked like any other single-story house in the area, manicured lawns with a stepping path leading to the front door., I parked on the street as the moving people had their big rig on the driveway. Ringing the doorbell, I turned to survey the street, see which house had the nosy neighbour, and sure enough I saw the curtains twitching at two houses over on the other side of the road. I waved in their direction, and the cheeky woman waved back... I. I do” I replied.“Okay, well if this is going any further there is something I want you to watch....” she said as she leant forward to the TV Unit and pressed the start button on the video recorder. “I don’t want any secrets or you getting any ideas about me that aren’t true, babe” she said, and sat back in the sofa with her arms folded.I watched the screen as the video lines cleared and gave way to a black screen. Seconds later some very cheesy music started playing and there were the titles to. He was so careful when doing that. I loved it.After a while, still eating one of my boobs, he slid his left hand into my pants and started rubbing my pussy, which made my legs tremble. But I stood anyway, moaning in the immense pleasure.-ah…! Oh my god…!-After a while, he pulled down my pants and panty at the same time, held my thighs with his hands and started eating and fingering my pussy. I was already wet inside and he made me even wetter. I pulled him up again, we kissed the lips of each.