Give me twenty minutes. Just sit here and enjoy your wine.I have a surprise. I'll call you when I'm ready." Surprise? Now what could you possibly d... to surprise me?" she gasped,her tone belligerent, but her words now decidedly slurred. "Wait!Lemee guess. You went and got yourself one of Melissa's maid'scostumes! You did! Didn't you? I can't wait to see. Ooooh, Simon, myvery own French maid!"Linda's mind was in overdrive as she considered the possibilities.Simon had no intention of. He’s as horny as I am. “Let me show you how much I’ve missed you.” We both stood up and I helped my boyfriend off with his clothes. I untied his sneakers and took them off of his feet. I pulled his shirt over his head. I unzipped his shorts and pulled them down and took them off. I removed his boxer shorts. I then knelt down and stroked his cock from the base to his head. His cock was semi-hard when I first started, but in a few minutes he was hard as a rock. I then wrapped my glossed lips. "A voice I didn't recognize said, "Would it be too much of a problem if you were to get the protocol stuff and call me back?" Who are you?"There was a female laugh and then, "Oh yeah. I'm your contact while your primary gets some rest."I told her, "It will take me a few minutes to get my peg on before I can get the info to call you back." Peg?" Yeah, I have to use a prosthesis on my right leg. I lost everything from the knee down."The voice said, "No way. You're Chuck Johnson, right?" Yeah, I'm. “Be careful when you’re bending over. You might not want to let it all hang out,” Heather cautioned with a giggle.I went into the garage and got the yard tools. It still somewhat early, about 8 am, so I started by pulling weeds. Unfortunately, one of Heather’s neighbors was outside lying on a lounge chair. It appeared to be a girl of about eighteen, working on her tan and wearing a floral print bikini. At first, I tried to squat to pull weeds, but discovered that that caused the robe to open in.