In the initial interview, she would make it very clear that she wanted her sexual needs serviced, which she proceeded to do.“So, Susan my dear, ...et me make it perfectly clear. You main duties will be to service my sexual needs. I am a very horny lady, and I want you to be ready to service me whenever I want. Do you think you can handle that?”Susan was surprised, her prospective employer was 45, but Lady Wentworth was certainly attractive enough herself, with a thick head of long. I reached out, pulled her close, and placed a sweet - but wet - kiss on her mouth. Her lips are perfect - only slightly plump and pouty. We broke the hold, and I said, "I really need to see those tits!" (Granny Here: he did, but I said, "You have to touch them first - through the top!") I complied, and it felt great to have those mounds in my hands - caressing, massaging, squeezing. This lasted for a few minutes, and then I stopped.Gently nudging Granny back a step, I slipped my fingers inside. My manly ego won’t let me budge.There are a number of things that I should do. First, go into the bedroom and apologize for what a fool and asshole that I am. Second, make love to her, because she is the most beautiful woman that I ever will have. Third, the things that she did were before me, not after. I just get up, and grab a couple more beers to drown my sorrows. I then fall asleep on the couch. The next morning was Sunday, and I slept in late. I woke up with a mild hangover. I went. ? It startled me as I turned.? ?Did you forget something,? I curiouslyasked?? ?No.? he said as he threw thedoor shut behind him as he stepped to me and grabbed me around the waist.? He pushed me up against the wall and began tokiss me hard all over again.? Unlike thelast time, this time his hands were quickly on my chest as his weight kept mepinned to the wall.? I encompassed myarms around his neck as I felt his hands between my boobs.? With one sudden move, he ripped my shirtopen.? It was hard.