As his mouth reached her thighs she expelled a gasp and arched her body towards him. Parting her legs, he bent to touch her most intimate parts with a...kiss that shook her whole being. Pleasure ripped through her. Her body writhed beneath his touch, crying out for some release. He moved her back towards the bed and lay her down. Keeping her arms anchored by her side, he again went down to her wonderful quim. He thrust his index finger into her warm cunt until he found her G-spot, working that. " Without waiting for an answer she stood up and came around the table to sit beside him on the bench. Picking up his arm she laid it across her shoulders as she snuggled into him with a sigh."Hmm. It would appear it's just you and I, Marie. Shall we go look at this room of yours?" With that the two women walked off towards the rear of the building."Right this way, my lady," Marie said indicating a stairway up to the second floor."Please, Marie, I'm Nesho not 'my lady.' I may be new here but I. I kept putting such thoughts down to “wishful thinking” on my part and tried to ignore it.Over the next X weeks she popped round regularly, usually on the grounds to pick up any shopping I needed, but as soon as I went from a full plaster on my leg to a half plaster, she started inviting me round to join her and the family for Sunday dinners.This went on for a few weeks and I swear she was forever looking me over, but still felt it was wrong of me to think “that way” and thus suppressed my. Then she will have to decide if she can come back.”“Thank you, I will.”“Oh, the funeral for the girl will probably be on Saturday. Maybe she wants to attend. I can call you once I know more.”“OK, thank you. Can you give me the directions to the staff room?”I don’t think I had ever before seen anything so pitiful. That’s not meant to be derisive, but I almost didn’t recognize her. She seemed broken, alone in the world. I tried to talk to her, but she wouldn’t react. It didn’t seem to me as if.