I noticed this silently and moved to my room.The first day went on like this. The next day, I went out to purchase some groceries and vegetables. I ca...e home and gave the purchased items to my maid and continued my official work.In between, I came out to the hall to drink water. That time, I saw my dad watching my maid. To my surprise, the maid smiled at my dad. Then, it was lunchtime. The maid served lunch and we had lunch. During serving of food, my dad kept his hand on the maid’s ass for. Novella clapped her hands. “And here I was afraid to run out of clothes before I can ask all my questions,” she laughed. “But it can go on like this, as far as I'm concerned.”I smiled. “Don't worry, I'll find other things for you to do when your clothes are off,” I said confidently.“Mmmmh,” she purred. “Now I'm curious what that might be.”“Well, you'll have to wait until your turn then,” I replied and grinned.“Not fair!” she yelled half-joking and then sighed. “Oh well, then at least tell me. I couldn't focus to save my life. I just needed the day to end and to get home.I was so uncomfortable I started fidgeting. Tapping my foot. Leaning back. Bending forward. Anything to find a position that might alleviate some of the agony. Nothing worked. That is, until I crossed my legs. I'd put my right leg crossed over my left and shifted in my seat, trying to get comfortable, when that familiar tickle of pleasure pulsed through my clit. Something about the way my thighs had squeezed together. He was struck by how pretty she was, in an unpretentious way. She was small, perhaps five-foot-two, and slim, with lively movements and an impish, elfin sort of face. Her golden-brown hair was shoulder-length and looked to be undyed. Brad fell half in love with her on the spot.Tracy and Matt were in their late thirties, with kids in elementary school. He worked in the tech industry and traveled quite a bit; she was a consultant and worked from home part of the time. Brad explained that he was.