With vivid speculation the blonde blew into the girl’s softness from rosebud to pearl, as temptation to touch was driven higher by eager desire as w...ell as the need to taste and see. ‘There, there, love. I know exactly what you need’, she cooed to the girl. Gently she blew, tongue flicking at the tender pearl as she savored the taste. Clear honey spiraled slowly onto her tongue as soft mewls of muffled pleasure continued to fill the air. Amazed, I could only stare as lust began to build in all. I got to thinking, though, about what I learned at the slaughterhouse and the fact that I’d invited a high-anxiety girl to dinner with seven other people the next night. I was trying to figure out how we should prepare in case she had a panic attack.On Saturday after work, I shopped for dinner groceries. It was only fair that I was springing for dinner since I’d invited the guests. But I didn’t feel so flush that I could buy steaks and lobster for eight. Good old reliable meatloaf was on the. He was fucking Laura as I was fucking Rachelle. I was wondering if he was nailing Laura's pussy and he was wondering if I was nailing Rachelle.Two hours later I called Ray, I had went and gotten a hotel room for tomorrow, my last night.Rachelle was still with me. About 1030 Ray went into work. Rachelle and I went to their house and walked in. I led Rachelle by the hand to Laura and holding both there hands I told them both I hoped I had not come between them and I cared about them both. They. "We don't want to hear you whining while youhave your first little go at being our maid. Trish wants you to unloadand fill the dishwasher, scrub the kitchen floor. Then it's alreadygetting late so you can paint all of our nails while we watch TV. Do youunderstand? Nod your head."I nodded my head, wiped the tears from my eyes and walked into thekitchen. I tried to ignore the girls as I began my chores, struggling towalk in the heels. The girls all sat in the living room watching me work,smiling.