I was sitting in a waiting room, waiting for a damn train. Then a huge black guy walked into the waiting room and sat down close to me. He smiled and...looked over above the door. I followed his look and there was the security camera, covered in paint and pointing at the roof. I looked back at him and saw he was looking at the roof on the other side of the room. When I looked I saw that there were wires there but no camera. Then I thought I could be in trouble… ‘Did you know, Madam, they do not. Jeeves. How may we help you?”“I have established that Mrs. Dawes’s first husband was surnamed Brighton. I have his forename as Tom, so presumably Thomas is the exact forename, but Brighton is uncommon enough to make your search easier.”“We agree. Thank you and goodbye.”Well, that was short and sweet, I told myself. But of course there was no need for inconsequential chit-chat. These are machine minds, not human beings.It was near lunch time when Dawes summoned me. I attended his presence,. It was one of those jacked up four wheel drive jobs with tinted windows.As I approached the car I noticed that my wife was laying there with her hand on her chest and her legs spread wide. Her fingers had caught in her buttons and opened her shirt up, revealing some of her ample 38D bra covered breasts. Her skirt was riding up her legs and you could almost see her panties. I noticed the outline of a driver in the truck and I could only imagine that he was enjoying the view from the front seat. .yes! I want to have sex with you...but I want to fuck them...too. I mean Mrs Cook has long legs and her ass is smoking hot. I think she was even trying to flirt with me the other day. " "And...Dr Stella. She's the leader of the group. I can tell you...she is definitely hot. I think you'd like to have sex with her too." Mom...if she is hot like you say...then yes...definitely." MMMM! It looks like my baby boy is horny for milf mommies!" Yes...mom...I have always had thoughts...about older.