Maggie checked her makeup in the rear view mirror. She examined her reflection in the mirrored glass at the front of the building. She knew she was at...least an eight on the ‘hotness’ scale, and on her best days, approached the ten range. She had a full head of naturally wavy, dark blond hair—her true color. Her breasts were small, a good ‘B’ cup, and certainly ‘perky’. She didn’t have model looks, but did have wide-set, deep blue eyes, decent cheekbones and a great smile. Her legs were long and. I hoped I would have room for a piece of wedding cake. My new husband told me to get on my hands and knees, a position that he had had me in many times before. After I did he had me move to a different spot on the bed. There was no doubt in my mind as to why he did that. He was going to fuck me from the back and one thing he really enjoys is watching tits bounce back and forth while a girl is being fucked. He always comments on that while we are watching a porn video that has a scene like that. From where I was sitting, I could see she was taller than Tamara and Lena. As she came up to the gate, Lena met her and opened it for her. Lena led her over to me and introduced us. She had a strong resemblance to Catherine Zeta-Jones. She had gotten her coloring from her father's side of the family.I welcomed her and told her that her mother was taking a nap. She could go in and wake her. I led her to the bedroom and Tamara must have heard the commotion and was awake but not up. I left them to. Carley was going to love it. I turned on the vacuum.Carley came down stairs telling me to, "Be quiet, as it was pastmidnight." She stopped and laughed when she saw what I was wearing.Adopting a bad French accent, I said, "Oui, Madam. Iz zere anything elseI could do for you instead?"A big grin broke out on Carley's face. She grabbed the apron using thepart that was jutting out and led me to our bedroom. Playing the part ofthe dutiful maid, I pushed my wife back on the bed and leaned in.