She could hear the voice of the producer in her ear piece. "Quiet studio, please. Three ... two ... one... , Roll credits, Ready on one. Coming to one... Cue Kirsty..." Good evening and welcome," Florence's interviewer smiled. "In tonight's programme we will be looking at some of the latest New Order initiatives and I'm joined by Florence Daniels, Minister for Home Affairs" Florence nodded in acknowledgement. "But first,..." Florence felt her stomach sink. Why wouldn't they just let her get on. . I can’t say I wasn't exited, Bex was hot and totally up for it. I stared at her soft clean shaven pussy I realized just how much I wanted this, not just with Bex but from all of them.I crawled over as Bex got up onto the bed and I lay down by her and softly trailed my fingers down her soft white belly. Down to her clit I rubbed it softly then harder in small circles before sliding my fingers into her I bent them slightly rubbing the warm wet walls of her cunt. I started to pump my fingers in. “I should probably have a shower and go next door.”“Oh god, yes,” she replied. “I forgot all about Jo. What a bitch I’ve been.”“I’m the one at fault, not you,” I said as I pulled on my clothes. “Grab yourself a water and I’ll check on you after my shower.”I felt like I was suddenly being cold to her but the guilt was crashing in hard and I needed to gather my thoughts and consider the dangerous situation.I closed the door to the second bedroom and then looked in on Jo. Thankfully, she was still. Isn?t it??Yes, ma'am,? I sighed. ?I?ll do the laundry.?A couple of days later, Darcy?s toilet backed up, and she asked me toclean it from all the goop and poop. I started toward the mess, then Isaid, rather peppily, ?time out.? She would have to call a plumber. Hersissy had opted out.I was feeling smug. I had beaten the system. I had gotten out of theworst chore you can imagine.Darcy looked at me coldly. She nodded, then went to call her plumber.Then, as we waited for him to show, Darcy called.