Iglanced up, afraid that she would be angry with me and what a shock Igot. Gladys did look annoyed, but this was not the surprise. It was thewoman sto...od next to her that shocked me into silence."Well, that's not good enough is it? What do you think, Mandy, thisisn't good enough, is it?" Gladys was watching me closely, obviouslyenjoying the situation and embarrassment this was causing me. And itseemed excruciatingly embarrassing to be stood in front of this strangerin my maids outfit. I was. By the time Jeanne got to her bed, she was only wearing her black lace panties, and my erection was straining at my briefs, the only piece of clothing I still wore. I fell to my knees at her feet, grabbed the waistband of her panties in my teeth, and worked them down to her knees. With one hand, I pushed on her belly to make her fall backward onto the bed, and with the other, I pulled her panties the rest of the way off her and tossed them over my shoulder onto the floor. Jeanne gasped as I. I was trying not to make noise but my body was being pushed forward with each stroke and I was starting to pant as I approached orgasm. “Nonsense. What are friends for?” Holly began rub- bing cream on my face, working it into my skin. I tried to focus on Holly, thinking I could prevent an orgasm if I ignored what was happening behind me. It had the opposite effect. The light touch of her fingers cares- sing my face sent my already jangled nerves spinning even further out of. He felt her arms move away as she stopped holding it. He was trapped. With the box above his head, his balance was unsteady and there was no way he could twist to put the box on the shelf. He couldn’t even bring the box forward to lower it as he would have to push back against the rungs to do so, and he was wobbly enough as it was. He had no option but to stand there and endure his shame. If he could have willed himself anywhere else at that moment, he would have already been there. But she was.