She watched him pull it out of the house keeper one day. She walked to the back door, Hester was on his day bed and he stroked her well. I watched the...m for 10 min or so. Did not want to interrupt a good view. he had no idea of the audience. His wife was taking a nap like she usually does on cleaning day. I think she knows and just lets it happen. I suggested we eat in the kitchen and keep talking. Hell no, I have things set in my room; follow me. Her bedroom has a small where she seated me.. We stood there for a couple of minutes kissing and I was soon feeling so uninhibited that I lowered my one hand down and ran it over his crotch, feeling the outline of his cock. Breaking off for a second, "I want your fuckin' cock" I whispered to him "I wanna feel your fuckin' cock in my mouth and in my cunt" I added as I squeezed his cock through his pants. He then grabbed hold of my hair and pulling my head back and tilting me back a little, he slapped my face hard, "Don't worry you fuckin'. No other woman in her life had stirred her to her core in this way. It was unsettling. She couldn’t get over the fact that Colette was the one who had mentored Arthur’s accomplished sexual technique.During their time at Bourne on the Water Colette was a perfect host who made her feel like an honored guest. As a mature woman, she was completely adaptable to the whims of her younger guests even when they were too timid to express them. She was adventurous as well. Perhaps being an airline. I really wasn't sure if carrying on meant drinking or sex but the three drinks I had had were telling me it could be fun. "Maybe" I said " I'll just finish this"He left. My heart was thumping as I finished the drink. My cock was hard. I went to the lift and went to the third floor. I wasn't sure whether I would go to his room or not. My room was two floors below!! I looked for his room and saw it near the end of the corridor. I stopped outside really unsure whether to knock. He must have been.