Tracey managed to say, "Let me explain," before Gisela said:"I do not think you need to. I can see what is going on here. How youchose to dress in y...ur own home is up to you. I am just surprised,that's all. I never thought you were the type but I see now that youare." I wasn't." You are not going to tell me this is the first time you have dressed upas a French maid and expect me to believe you! You have obviously donethis before. So what do you call yourself now?" Tracey."It turned out. She kneaded, and squeezed her breast meat, mashing the spongy material, driving her whole body into a frenzy of lust.Then her back arched once more, her chest going higher, her legs spreading wider. Her eyes rolled back in her head as her mouth opened in a soundless cry of exultation. She came furiously, her vision spinning, blurring, her body jerking, and shuddering beneath the onslaught of orgiastic sensations.Then she collapsed flat on the bed, her hands still, three fingers still buried in. As I turned to go inside she said, "I'll be out here for a little bit longer if you care to join me?" I smiled at the offer as I said, "I'll keep that in mind." I rushed inside with what was at this point a rock hard cock begging to be released as I thought about her sexy body laying in the sun outside......wait a minute........outside my office window in perfect view!! I rushed into the office and slowed as I approached the closed blinds, I paused just before peeking out, wondering if possibly. She watched us for a moment and then got a smile on her face as she started to unbutton her blouse. She wasn’t mad at me, so my focus went back to Sandy, who had her right hand on the back of my neck holding our faces together. We separated our mouths to breathe for a moment and we both saw Carol getting out of her skirt, now only having on her bra and panties.Sandy assumed something really amazing might be getting ready to happen so she got off my lap and started removing some of her clothing.