She changed her top to a bikini top that barely held her tits in place. She told me the tub would not drain. I had the things I needed to open the dra...n. I worked on the drain. I felt as if she stared at my ass while I worked. My pants felt tighter than usual. My cock got hard with the thoughts of her watching my ass. I thought about standing up and dropping my pants in front of her. I wanted rip her clothes off and fuck her then. I fixed the tub. She kissed my cheek as I picked up my tools. I. "Excuse me. I have been on the edge of law enforcement for a number of years, now. I have already agreed to meet with you or your representative. I am very familiar with the tactics you are trying on me. You are about to loose my cooperation."Now, if you want to meet with me in my room, or at a dining room, feel free to join me. Otherwise stop following me, and harassing me. So, what is your decision?" I asked the person on the phone.We decided to meet in my room, in forty-five minutes. I. "He's just thought of a name for the cottage." Jill laughed, and it was my turn to look puzzled."I have?" Dumas, the five musketeers, are going to live there, so it has to be Dumas, agreed?"We nodded our agreement together and stood up draining our glasses."Come on then," I laughed. "Let's give ourselves a night to remember." Mmm yes please," they said practically in unison and we were still laughing as they treated me once again to a mind blowing show of stocking clad thighs and very damp. She didn’t even have time to react before a delightful mist enveloped around her. Rita’s eyes glistened over before both Harry and Ron walked into her eyesight. She pulled off her glasses and threw them to the floor as her whole frame of thought was altered from mischievous journalism to an unstoppable lustful affection for both Harry and Ron.‘I don’t know why, but I’m so horny!’ she murmured to herself, as her eyes suddenly dropped from Harry and Ron’s smiling faces, to their bulging.