I wasn't even sure what that would mean to me if I'd had to tell her exactly how to dress, so I decided to put the burden on her. Mandy took it in str...de and acted like she relished the challenge to please me in what she picked out to wear. I thought to myself, "Yeah, Mandy loves the challenge of dressing like a married slut because that's how she sees herself."I ensured I was at the restaurant the next day about 15 minutes before I'd told Mandy to be there. I wanted the hostess to seat me. Startled, Sandy, quickly removed Hal’s cock out of her mouth and scrambled off his body. She went to grab back on her clothes but they were nowhere to be seen. Where are my clothes? They must be somewhere under Hal’s body. All she could do was kneel on the floor with her legs close together and her hands covering her up the best they could.Hearing Eve’s voice, her husband lowered his head back down the floor, and saw his wife staring down on him. Shocked, Hal said the first thing he could think. My wife used to leave for school at 7.30 am and my son at 8 am and i used to leave for office at 10 am so i used to be alone with the maid for two hours.i used get up in the morning and she used give me tea and breakfast and gradually we started talking.my attraction grew day by day and i decided to fuck her some day.i started giving her smile and she also reciprocated but i did not dare to go fast as she may complain. But one day i got the chance and made full use of it.It was 26/01 and my. It was a stifling hot July evening, and we'd all been sitting around making cold food for dinner, and waiting for company to arrive. Officer Sondra was apparently the company."And don't call her Sandy, or she'll rip your balls off," said Julie, coming in from the kitchen with Sondra's drink and the bowl of salad. Sondra grinned at me again, "I wouldn't do that while in uniform," she assured me. And immediately she was somewhat less in uniform, slipping off her uniform jacket and her gunbelt,.