I was kissing everywhere not leaving a single inch on her legs. I loved the way she swirled and being helpless but enjoying every touch of mine on her.... I saw a wet patch already on her panty near her pussy and I teased her more by kissing and licking just on the joints where legs and pussy meet ..To be precise the pelvic area. She was oozing the wetness and her soft tummy was shivering with pleasure as I can clearly observe butterflies running inside her tummy with a hunger of lust and more. I can afford it.”They introduced themselves as they took off their shop smocks. “I’m Brenda,” said the redhead, “and the blond bimbo here is Yasmine.”The blond squealed and was about to answer when I stopped her. “We’re pleased to meet you, I’m Mike, my blond is Sarah, and this hot little Latina is Carrie. Now, lead on.”The girls soon outpaced me, chattering happily, asking Sarah if I was for real.“Oh yeah,” she grinned, “our Honey has the money.” In a few moments we were there. I went in, but. He was married, unhappily, but wasn't looking to cheat on his wife. He still loved her, but the passion had disappeared as happens with many marriages. He longed for that passion.It wasn't long before our chats turned sexual. Very hot conversations, about our likes, our fantasies. It became addictive; we looked for every chance we got to find time to talk.He lived about four or five hours away. He would often say how good it was that I didn't live close, because he would be very tempted to ask. That a lower class should get shitall over themselves seemed like nothing so out of the ordinary forI supposed they had seen those rooms full of dog messes too and couldsomehow sympathize with me for what I was made to clean."You do good work, Jeff," the fellow said. "Don't let anyone fool yathere."I suppose he was right but what I was good at the most was in cuttingthe lawns. What was I even doing in here for today? At least outsideI would out of my father's sight and could pause in my work.