What is Stanley paying you,so I'll have an idea of what to ask Sandra for?” “About $350 a week, and that includes half of my bar tips – but t...hat was to do breakfast and run the bar. I put in about 12 hours a day..” “ I'll talk to her the first chance I get-- I'll try to get you at least that , and maybe more. ..” I said.. ”Can I come down and see you tonight?” Her voice sounded so sexy over the phone. “ I'll get back to you on that. Things are wild right now with me moving in upstairs.. Her clothes are for sure a set. Not the stylized notion of miss matching women tend to do these days I catch glimpses of her tit mounds under her outreaching arms as she sways to music playing in her own head, while she slathers on the land-o-lakes from a tub. Her skin is a honey kissed golden brown from perfectly maintained tanning. The lace bits reveal no hint of a fabric patch. She suns herself in the nude. ObviouslyShe turns to face me. She has the glow of fresh Jubilant youth about. “Oh!..I…umm…er…” I beganoh, excuse me!” she said. “I was coming to clean the room. I didn’t realise you were……”. She tailed off, realizing what I’d been doing. She looked from my face down to my cock, to my jazz mag and back to my face. “You were….busy.” It’s funny, but I had often imagined a similar scenario when wanking – that of being discovered whilst in the act of masturbation, and I had always found it a big turn on. The reality appeared to be somewhat different. My cock appeared to be. That was about to change however. Jena leaned in and casually dragged her tongue back and forth over Scarlett’s pussy. Scarlett had her mouth occupied so she didn’t speak, but she did thrust her hips up in response to Jena’s licking. Jena had an evil grin on her face as she spoke. ‘You have to get me off first. After that I will bring you off.’ Jena said. Scarlett was already very determined to prove herself to Jena. This kind of teasing had the effect of making Scarlett’s desire to prove her.