“Why are we here?” she asked.“To kit my new housekeeper in an appropriate uniform,” he replied, looking at a sweater with OH WHAT FUN printed ...n the front.Wendy was horrified at the thought of wearing it, but then he moved on to something even worse – a lace-trimmed net beach dress. His next look was at bright yellow high visibility wear for motor-cyclists. Finally he settled on a sensible overall which was actually advertised as for laboratory or school wear.“Don’t you think this would be a. The young girl was still on reception when I went down wearing only a sheer micro dress. I went over to her and she looked up and was able to clearly see my tits and slit. She smiled and said,“Buenos días.”I knew the answer but I asked where I could get breakfast and she pointed me in the right direction.The breakfast room was small with only five tables. It was self service from a couple of long tables at one side and an old woman was bringing plates of food out from the kitchen and putting. Their dog was running around in the back yard, also covered in mud. She explained to Kevin that wind had blown one of their deck chairs into the gate, breaking the hinges. She had spent the morning chasing down the dog and then fallen in the mud putting the gate back.It took about an hour, but Kevin had the gate fixed and the dog calmed down. The dog, Kevin, and Beth were all covered in mud. Kevin pulled out the hose and attempted to wash the dog while Beth held her. By the time they were done. From the mild movement discernible on surface of the blanket I could easily now make out that he is cupping my wife’s elated breasts, and perhaps trying to shove his hand inside her T’shirt. My erection hardened further.I kept voyeuring. He now looked around, and brought his mouth closer to that of my sleeping wife, and then, instead of kissing her by stealth, he just jutted out his tongue and his wet tongue-tip traveled over Sudeshna’s succulent lips, temples, forehead, cheek all around her.