She was bit shocked but didnt removed my hand, i started carresing her buttocks which are very soft n sweaty, n then i put my hand more deeper n touch...her ass hole she was shocked again n give me her lips to kiss, it was a best moment i was kissing her soft lips n crushing her soft ass n finguring her hass hole. She became very hott n hold me very tight. I pull out my hand from her track pants and slowly pull my hand in her t shrt from back of the t shrt, n what i realised that she is not. It was embarrassing. No it was mortifying! He swore hewould never be caught dead in a bra and panties again.Drained by last night's orgasm, sex was the furthest thing on his mind sohis anger did not abate as the day wore on. In fact he planned how toavoid further sex with Jen. He didn't trust her one bit not to try to puthim back in girls' underwear again.That night his anger had abated to the point where he was civil to Jen.He avoided her though, going off to read a book when she turned on. It took her a few moments to get accustomed to the heat of the water, but when she did, she leaned back and just relaxed. I stepped back into the room and quickly removed my clothes and then returned to her. While she was pretty much covered in bubbles, I noticed her breasts were exposed, glistening in the dampness. Looking up at her face I saw her blue eyes looking seductively at me. I kneeled down, took some body wash and squirted it in my hands, making a fist to warm it up some. Leaning. " She smiled. "That'll be your work for today."Doris smiled at her employer; it didn't sound like a big day's work.The cottage was a thirty-minute walk from the manor, and Doris was glad that she was wearing low-heeled shoes, even though they looked out of place with her tiny mini-skirt and nylon blouse, which was all she needed on this pleasant, balmy day.She approached the heavy oaken door, looked vainly for a bellpush, then rapped on the wood.Instead of the door opening, a voice called out.