The woman was always going on about it; as for her husband, he was hardly ever there. Helen dismissed them in her own mind as “a pair of snobs”. S...e had been working there for several weeks (twice a week) when she found herself alone in the house. Before this there was always one of them at home. Mrs Smythe (as she called herself) gave Helen a set of keys, and repeated endlessly how important it was that she shouldn't lose them. Helen couldn't help thinking how attractive Mrs Smythe was for her. "Almost ready Daddy or is James this evening?" Chrystal giggled."James, I think don't you." Yes James."Fifteen minutes later James was sitting in the Lounge, drinking coffee, when Chrystal glided into the room what a stunning sight. Chrystal was wearing a very daring short black shift dress, black fishnet hold ups, 4 inch black stiletto sandals. Her hair was wavy and cascading down her back like a brunette waterfall."Stunning." Was all James could say as his mouth dropped open.Chrystal turned. I loved watching you do it too. Now you’re amazing! That’s for sure!” After hearing that, she thought she was ready for round two of course, but instead she simply leaned into his body and kissed his lips. That was her style. To her, the kiss said it all. It was soft. It was gentle. It was loving. “I could do that all night long with you” she told him and then added “not that the sex part of this wasn’t great. Ohhhhhhh that was a lot of fun” and then she giggled a while. He pulled her even. I just, I just couldn't help it. I wanted to see everything so bad, but I know better now. Please don't tell Father."While Roland was truly feeling like a cad now, his mother was still trying to resolve in her mind how to curb his curiosity, to get him to control himself, to be the nice boy she thought she had raised to this point."Son," Sarah said as if she was finally getting her thought processes in order, "I'm going to do something which may seem drastic, but this whole thing occurred.