“I can get it...” she started to say as she got up, pausing when he interrupted.“Hold the bottom of the skirt up unless you want to get it messy...too”Dropping the rag on the floor, she held up the hem of the maid outfit as she got to her feet, wobbling a little until she got her balance. Turning to face away from him, her earlier heat that had somewhat abated when she felt his cum begin to drop on her, started to rekindled just from knowing he was looking at her bare ass yet again.“Rag please”. ‘If I have, then I don’t remember. When did I meet you?’ ‘A long time ago.’ Memories flooded my mind, in my attempt to remember when I had seen such a strange being. My eyes widen as I remembered. I’ve never seen him, only heard him. Anger sprouted in my chest as I shouted, ‘Why are you here?’ His demeanor changed again. He walked to the edge of the bed, his head down, looking at my husband. Again, his alluring voice spoke, ‘You know of his condition?’ The memory of my discussion with the. I had a dozen or so replies to my ad of which 3/4 were obvious time waster and pic collectors. i emailed the others back asking and giving more detail as appropriate, gave them hotel name, time to arrive and my number to text when here.i then got ready. quick shower and facial shave - rest of me was smooth already. i then slipped on my outfit. black fishnet crotchless tights. black bra and corset. short black minidress long black wig and heavy slutty makeup. finished off with some patent red. “David's cock began to stiffen almost immediately and Hazel sat up again. “I think it's time for your medicine David,” she laughed, “your temperature seems to be rising again.” David sat there waiting for her to carry on with the treatment, but Hazel stayed where she was. “No David,” she said, “I think we need to try an alternative treatment and I think this one needs to be taken orally.” With this she stood up, fully unzipped the front of the outfit and lowered her panties, uncovering her.