Before much longer several maids' uniforms hung in my closet. Three wereyour everyday plain dresses, one in pink, another in pale green and thethird a...lemon yellow. There was also a black and white satin "FrenchMaid" uniform which was worn over multiple petticoats that held theskirt out at 45 degrees that required care so as to not display theruffled white rhumba panties that I wore.I must confess though that any time I was near a mirror I would take theopportunity to bend over and admire. I looked at him and he just winked. When I finally got inside I shudder from the grope. I went back outside to check how everyone was doing. Seeing that everything was running smoothly, I sat down. I noticed that all of the adults were chatting loudly with each other. That was, of course, except one. Bill was alone in a chair. During this time his eyes were fixed on my chest. I knew you could see my cleavage since I was only wearing a tank top and Im about a 36 C cup. I then felt the need to. Do you understand what I am saying?’ Gloria could see that Mr. Crabtree was staring into the cleavage of her double Ds but instead of being offended, she felt herself getting wet between her legs. ‘Yes Sir Mr. Crabtree I’m here to do whatever you want me to do.’ ‘Well you sure are one sexy lady, why don’t you stand up and let me see that body?’ Gloria stood and did a little pirouette pausing to shake her rear end just a little. ‘Girl hike up that dress, Good, now pull now pull down your. I lay on my back and he came over me and spread my legs and exposed my pussy. The weather outside has deteriorated and it started raining heavily. The sound of the tin shed of the adjacent garage is like music to two conjugating beings.I taught him how to just touch his cock head to my pussy lips and spread it and keep rubbing it to tease me. He did it for a few seconds and slowly entered me with his thick and smooth cock. it kept on entering me like a hot knife pierces butter and slowly.