”“Have sex?” said the old man, that strange smile on his face. “We assumed you were having sex with him too.”“No!” yelped Renee. “It�...s just a date!” She blushed furiously at the disclosure of her consternation.“I see,” sighed the man. “It appears we jumped to some incorrect conclusions. I’m sorry about that. It wasn’t intended to embarrass you like this. I guess we’ve just gotten too used to Bobby’s ways.”“But why?” moaned Renee.Chester chuckled. “Look at me,” he said. “I was almost eighty when. I asked them if they had boyfriends and they both said no they weren’t really big on commitment. They were getting awfully flirtatious and it started to make me a little horny. Then it was Jessie’s turn to ask us a question. She got a devilish sexy grin and asked where was the strangest place we would want to have sex. On the inside I was freaking out. Either these girls were huge teases or they wanted us! I calmed myself down before I answered and said, ‘I don’t know maybe a mall bathroom.’. After we've eaten, you can dress up as you please and we can have fun.''Do I have to do all that tidying, Hoovering, ironing and cooking stuff?''What's a maid for but doing the housework?''What if I say no?''You wouldn't. Do you want me to tell Steve and Gareth?''No. Not if you do as you're told. You mustn't dress like this on any other day though. OK?''OK.'The following Friday Dawn arrived home to find Tammy in her maid's outfit, apron, stockings, stilettos leaning over the ironing board. Ding. As you walk out of the elevator, you are confronted with a maze of cubicles and desks, a very clean and polished working atmosphere. You hear the pitter-patter of computer keyboards at work and the soft scratch of pens furiously at work. Nice place, you think to yourself. Suddenly, your voluptuous boss comes up to you and welcomes you with a big hug. You are quite taken aback and feel her hard breasts press against your chest. You try not to stare at her deep cleavage as she steps back.