The first time he looked into the window and Sheila was by herself he was startled. Looking quickly around, he hesitated before again peeking in the w...ndow. Where was the husband? Was he lurking nearby?Within minutes the fear was shoved aside, replaced with the mesmerizing scene of Sheila pleasing herself over a period of an hour. Ron couldn't tear his eyes off her fingers, her moans and contorted facial expressions as she guided both she and him to more than one quaking release.After that, her. "I hear it's house cleaning or something." I have a couple of girls who cook or clean or otherwise help out for a fee," I replied, "Domestic and personal services, that kind of thing." How much do they charge for a one bedroom place?" Depends on what you need," I replied, eyeing him. "We would probably want to get a look before making an estimate." So you don't have a standard price list," Tony ventured.This had started sounding like a vice cop trying to get a hooker to commit to something so. Her was my Ex DIL in full black leather domination attire with my first ex-wife (I’ve never gotten over her) on a leash and doing all kinds of stuff. I stuttered some and began asking about Melinda (not her real name). She didn’t know it was my ex and I wanted to keep that little secret for a bit. I complimented them both as they did look fantastic. She said she would arrange a play date. On the lucky night I was to arrive at a local motel, I had a key and arrived at the appointed time. I. I intuitively knew coercion wouldn’t work on Sable and his ship would know.“Can I buy you dinner? I have a story to tell you, and you will have to judge if I worthy to help,” I said.I could see he was intrigued, so he agreed. We went to one of the better taverns, and I was immediately shown to a private dining room. We soon had drinks and nibble food to keep us entertained, while we waited for the main meal.I placed a sound shield spell in the room and started my tale. I was brutally honest.