When I was done, it wastime for inspection.Meka started to inspect the room with a little notepad. She told me thatI did a good job overall, but she ...anted me to re-do the bathroom. HereI was, a 40-year old former executive being told to clean a bathroom by ademanding, bitchy 20-year old girl. I complied and cleaned the bathroomuntil it sparkled.Well, it seemed to go well, but I wasn't sure I even wanted the job. Icouldn't imagine being bossed around by Ms. Jones and Meka everyday. . “Besides, someone needs to chaperone Becky at the gym.”“The little fat girl?” he asked. “Let one of the others look after her.”I pecked Sean on the cheek and closed the car door. It was nearly dark when I got to the gym. I was in my powder blue soccer shorts and tank top, the larger size that are issued to counselors. I was admiring my shoulders and triceps when Becky walked in. She was in her sweatsuit and pigtails, but she wasn’t wearing her glasses. “Hi Megan,” she said. “You look really hot. Mai samajh gaya ki shweta ko bhi maza aa raha hai. Phir maine jaan boojh kar apne haanth baandha jaise thand lag rahi ho aur dheere se sede se uski kamar, haanth aur uske boobs pe haanth pherne laha. Shweta bhi ab khud ko kafi comfortable kar ke baith gai. Isse mujhe aur himmat mili aur maine shweta ki taraf dekha aur pooch kaisa lag raha hai. Woh kuch nahi boli iska matlab uski bhi ha thi. Maine dheere dheere apne haanth uski boobs pe pherene laga aur uska tip khoj raha tha. Shweta ne apni. I reached over with my right hand and slid it right down inside Kurt's jeans. Like both Sven and I, I noticed that he'd left off the underwear he'd been wearing when he arrived. As my hand slid over his wiry pubic hair, he let go of his jeans with his hand and laid it on the back of the seat behind me. His crotch felt nice and warm as I moved my hand deeper into his thick nest of pubic hair. My fingertips touched the thick root of his big cock and through his jeans I could see it lying sideways.