We’ll be back after you’re all tucked up in bed.”Emma and Wendy glanced at each other and blushed. Emma asked, “What time then, Miss?”Miss L...we replied, “Oh, about eleven, I would think.”“Okay, Miss, we’ll watch a bit of TV and then it will be an early night as we are pooped, so we’ll be well asleep by then,” Emma replied. They finished dinner and the girls chatted as Mrs Lowe and Miss Dawson washed up.The two house mistresses then went to their rooms to change, and the girls went into the TV. After a fast shower I put on a pair of lounge pants and slippers and headed downstairs. The smell of coffee brewing guided me to the kitchen where Aunt Seema was wearing an apron as she cooked eggs on the stove but nothing was on underneath it.Sit down and eat, there’s a bowl of fruit to start with. I’d rather eat you again and I said attempting to embrace her. Aunt Seema deftly sidestepped me and pointed at the table. Reluctantly I sat and picked an orange from the bowl and peeled it. In a. .” I started saying.“But it’s part of the same question!” she interrupted me. “You haven’t really said how!”I shrugged. “Alright, yeah. Inside my pussy.” She started moving from side so side, getting either uneasy or turned on, and the memory of Marisa’s pussy made me feel all hot and sticky.I spun, and the bottle pointed at her. “Okay now,” I said, smiling. “How do you love Sprinter?”She swallowed hard, and smiled uneasily. “Well, like, he’s my boyfriend. For life.”I looked at her. “And. My navy skirt was short enough to just barely cover the tops of my stockings the white silk blouse was very low cut and showed off my ample cleavage created by the falsies i was wearing. All the guests mostly people from work started arriving around 7 P.M. i greeted the guests and got nothing but compliments on my costume several of the guys told me that they would do me in a second if they didn't know who i was. Simply put i was flattered as the alcohol flowed every one loosened up. As Kathy.