.just a bit of cleaning and the like..." I feigned interest, "Oh really? Well, I imagine that it's quite hard work, down on your hands and knees every...ay"? Lisa dismissed me with a wave of her hand, "Oh, not really - one sort of gets used to it - I rather enjoy it in fact? Father Smith is getting on a bit now and he appreciates me giving him a hand...oh, it's just not me you know, there are quite a few of the other women involved too"? Lou' choked on her coffee and dashed out! "Oh dear me"!. Only a touch of her lips. And this, too, she repeated, all around my face, and then again. There was a pause and I felt her gazing and heard her breathing calmly and she seemed to be not just looking, but studying, waiting. And then her lips on mine again, but this time more wetly, more warmly, and it was more a kiss than a touch, her own lips parted and wetter now, and she pressed her lips to mine but, at the same time, she didn't press; she grazed her inner lips across my lips. And for a long. Black boots. Black coat. If she undid the coat and unzipped the dress, I could play with her naked front very easily. She is dressed to be exposed to me. Crissy is always looking for places -- hidden corners in coffee shops, secluded alleys -- to be ravished. Being finger fucked where she might be seen drove her to distraction. The doorbell rang, Crissy checked herself in the mirror. Damn, she looked nice. Plenty of cleavage. Plenty of leg. She opened the door. A very presentable older man is. " Sorry Lisa but I kinda promised to take care of some kids for the neighbors. I didn't think anything was going on. After all it is Monday and I could use the extra cash" Lisa pouts "fine then I’ll go off by my self" Stacy quickly comes back with "please don't get mad at me, how was I supposed to know you we're gonna celebrate on a Monday" Lisa straightens her face "yeah I guess your rightSorry I’ll call you tomorrow ok? She hangs up. "I know who I’ll call.....hello, Jose what are you doing".