‘I don’t know how I’ll be able to handle two women.’ ‘Don’t worry you are young’, she replied with a laugh. She then led me to the bed p...shed me on my back. ‘Please be gentle I haven’t had sex since the divorce’, she said with a bit of concern. ‘Are you serious? What about the guys you went out with?’ I asked surprised. ‘Nothing ever developed and after they realized that it would never go beyond friendship they broke it off’, she replied with a hint of sadness. ‘I’ll take it slow okay’, and. She looked sexy in herArmani business suit, with her black hair in a stylish pulled back bun. At age 39, she could pass for a 29 year old. She looks like an olderversion for Princess Kate.I was a little intimidated, having to remind myself that I was therelooking for a job. Then, Jen broke the news to me. She wanted to hireme as her housekeeper! I was totally speechless. She said that shewas having a terrible time finding someone good to take care of herhome. Plus, Courtney, my former. “I couldn’t sleep,” she explained, flashing a mischievious smile. “There’s something else I…wanted to do.” “W…what’s that?” Without answering, she climbed onto the sofa beside me pressing her body against mine. As she wriggled into place, I felt her naked body against me, snuggling close as I felt her warm breath on my neck. “I want you…,” she whispered into my ear, making my body shiver with arousal. “… in my ass.” I swallowed hard. “What…about…Ryan?” I stuttered, suddenly torn between my. When she found them all hell broke loose. She wanted to know what the hell I was doing, why I was dressing up in her clothes when I had started, was I seeing someone, was I gay? It almost ended us. It was that close. I told her that it was a one-off thing and I confessed to her that I used to do it as a k** and it was a curious thing. Which in a way was true. And no, I wasn't gay, which again, basically was true. And that just about got us through it. She told me that she could never cope with.