Betty took my hand and brought it down to her wetness. I felt with my fingers and rubbed the wetness. My fingers began probing as they twisted and rub...ed her beckoning clit. My finger found and slid into her opening and was saturated with hot sticky juices. As I pleasured her with my fingers experiencing one knew thing after another, I gasped as she reached over and closed her warm hand around my throbbing rod. I couldn’t take any more and my body went stiff. My pulsating erection became even. It wasn't usual to see her there late in the afternoon. She spent most of her time inside, but there she was."Good evening, Mr. O'Toole," she called out in a pleasant voice. "How was your first day on the job?" It was a potentially disarming approach, and it would have worked if Doris had not poisoned the well with her comments that afternoon about his lifestyle, with his wizened landlady the only potential source."Hello, Mrs. Wilkinson," he called back in measured politeness. "It went just. I was quite nervous. Next day she came to take her dresses. She had taken all dresses and left with the used bra. I was little surprised. On that night, I took her bra, and rolled on my dick and started to rub it. I was enjoying a lot.Every day she used to keep her bra and I used to pick them and masturbated in them. This continued for some days, and one day I decided it’s enough, let’s have real sex. When she came up she was wearing red sari with sleeveless blouse with deep neck through which. When I looked up Sadie wasstanding in the door way with her arm folded, "what do you think you aredoing," she snappedI had no idea what I had done and just looked at her with a supressedlook on my face."You don't duck dummy," she said with a smile, "the bath has form andbody moisturiser in it and you don't want that in your hair, her usethis" she handed me the shower hose."Oh right," I said with a laugh, "is it a problem" This is for your body," she said pointing to the bath products, "andthis.