Our eyes fixed on each other as she worked. She gave me a wicked grin and dropped her head. Her lips kissed the head of my cock. When she looked up at... me, a clear strand of precum connected her lips to my cockhead. She dipped again, this time taking the head into her warm mouth. My breath caught in my lungs and slowly hissed out. Her hand still worked up and down my shaft.I knew she could hear my heart beating as she swirled her soft warm tongue around my cockhead. I unconsciously whispered. I found her masturbate on a couple of occasions.When I asked my wife if someone had been in her drawer she said she did not think so.I decided to confront the cleaning lady the next Friday. I left the house like a normally and drove to a coffee shop. I checked the security cameras on my smart phone. I watch my wife leave the house and then waited for the cleaning lady. She arrived shortly after my wife, almost an hour earlier than last time. I had considered going home, but I was lucky I did. This is what most of us were expecting. There was no reason to expect the openings to stabilize at yearly intervals... Lois, will you give us a summary report of the current status of your plague analysis?" Yes. My latest written report was sent out two days ago. As you all probably recall, it was at the start of this year, at the summer High Sun Festival, that we finally got the two Rapid Gene Sequencers operational. The two month delay was due to the RGS units being dissembled for transport. " she said. "I didn't bother with a first course. I don't get much practice cooking for guests."He puzzled at her attempt to offer an apology that was not required."I think that this will be really nice, Sylvia. I can't wait to dig in." Thank you, Richard." He thought, to his amazement, that he could see her blushing. Her voice reverted to the low volume tone to which he was accustomed at the library. "I wanted to spend some time with you before dinner." Richard leaned forward so that he could.