"Is itfresh, Heathyr?"I blushed deeply as my own professionally manicured fingers brushedagainst the damp spot. While I was prohibited from pleasuring...myself, asmall measure of excitement was allowed in her presence. "Yes,Countess."I held my finger up for her to lick the spot of pre-cum from the tip,proof that it was indeed wet and fresh. "Good." She nodded sharply, andthen dismissed the issue with a wave of her velvet-gloved hand. "You mayenter and prepare for our guest."It was a struggle not. Sat down and Kristina came over and asked us if we wanted more to drink. She seemed to be a bit uncomfortable. Jean and I both ordered another round. Kristina went to get them. When she returned I got a little bold and told her it's ok to look at beautiful people. We did not feel bad about it and hoped she would not either. She said she was a bit embarrassed but felt better that we were not offended. Matter of fact she looked very relieved. We sat around a bit longer. Time for a nap and get. He never spoke just touched me all over and before I knew it he'd pulled my tee over to one side and began to kiss my breasts moving on quickly to suck one of my now hard nipples. He was moaning softly...almost too low for me to hear while his hands left my tee to slid down and cover my pussy with his palm. There he kneaded me through my shorts, slowly massaging my pussy and making me wet. It was easy for him to slip inside the loose shorts to my tight little cunt and drag his big finger down. ”We both laughed and I took the mop from her cleaning up the coffee on the floor as she went to the sink and grabbed a wash rag for the table. It was just after two when we both finished chores. Being a Monday our parents would not be home again until Friday night, as they stayed at the power station most of the week. Megan and I were used to this and found ways to keep from being bored even though we did not have things like a mall to hang out at. We did shop normally online through places.