"Look, sweetie," she said. "That's very nice of you. I appreciate it.But we need someone good. Someone reliable. Someone who is aprofessional at maint...ining a household."I shrugged. "I'd come cheap," I said. "And I wouldn't steal yourjewelry."Monica thought about it for a minute. Then she shook her head."Andy, you have a job," Monica said. "Besides, Sharon always dressedlike a maid. I liked that." I can do it," I repeated. "I'll quit my job.I'll wear a uniform." Andy, I know we've role-played. Angelica snickered. "I know that look. Don't sweat it, Timmy. Really. I have something fun we can do right here in my room." She lifted her hips off the bed, slipped her fingers under the waistband of her shorts and pulled them down her legs. Once she pulled them down to her ankles she kicked them off and they landed on the floor. "Fuck, I've been horny all weekend. I think you can figure what comes next, Timmy."I knew what came next. I looked at the meaty monster between her legs and licked my. And Scott, if you can make me cum with your tongue, you can cum in my mouth too."I guess both thought that was a good deal, because we changed positions in just seconds. I was on my back on the picnic table with Scott licking my freshly fucked pussy and clit like mad and Rich had tossed the condom and was feeding me he hard cock. I was successful in edging Rich until I got what I wanted. Scott was as lost down there as any first timer would be and I was directing him on how much pressure and. Fully five minutes passed before his cock stopped twitching in my ass. “Fucker,” he said contentedly. “Asshole. Dickhead. I love you.” “I love you, too,” I said. I meant it. So did he. *** A few nights later we were at the bar, deep in conversation, when I sensed someone standing next to me. I looked up and saw two women, one of whom was looking at me intently. “This guy look familiar?” she asked her friend. “Hard to tell with his clothes on,” the other said. Oh, no, I thought. I looked.