She was startled but I asked her to calm down or someone might look at us. For the first 15 days we just touched, groped or kissed. We didn’t go bey...ond that though both of us were dying to. We had a pact that we won’t be attached to each other emotionally coz it won’t go well for our respective futures. Her husband was generally out on his business tours and on one such tour we got an opportunity to explore ourselves. After getting confirmation from her about her husband’s departure, I arrived. "Here goes nothing," she muttered. She left her room and headed downstairs into the kitchen where she found her Mistress munching on toast.Paula was wearing tight blue jeans which made her wonder ass stand out. Her blue top that she had on showed her cleavage from her double d breasts."Damn girl, you are one sexy thing," Paula said, nodding her head."Thank you, Mistress," Samantha blushed."How are you feeling?" I'm...nervous..." Oh, don't be, I will be by your side every step of the way. If it. I was listening to some music, and kind of dancing around to it. I got down on my knees and on all fours to clean under the furniture holding the TV, which I hadnt cleaned in a long time. It took about a minute, which passed by fast as danced a bit to the music. I was about done, when I looked up a bit, and saw the TV screen reflecting Bill sitting in the couch behind me, looking at my ass. He noticed I saw his reflection, so he grabbed the paper and pretended to be reading it. I acted like I. I said nothing, though I was impatient to know where this was leading. Eventually, I heard her take in a deep breath. "This is confidential, isn't it?" Isn't it always?" Yes, of course it is. I'm sorry.:"Just tell me what's on your mind." Well, I have a very good friend. Billy. Oh, a woman friend. Wilhelmina, really, but everyone calls her Billy. We met at University." Pause. "Where we were ... very close friends. Yes?" Go on." "It was good, but it didn't last. We went our own ways, both got.