Maria was insistent that I cleaned the houseso I vacuumed the house and then started to get out of my maid's outfit.Maria told me I had five minutes.I... knew it would take me that long to get my shirt and tie on and my suitand shoes. I had no time to take off my bra or my panties or pantyhose. This was the first time I had gone out to work with not only panties andpantyhose on but also wearing a bra.I would be obliged to wear my suit all day as the bra would otherwiseshow through my shirt as I. He grabbed the back of my head, pulled it towards him and placed his lips on mine. His other hand grabbed my wrist and guided it back to his arse. I clenched my teeth, keeping my lips closed as tightly as I could. Then I felt Marc’s tongue move over my lips and I couldn’t resist any longer. I slowly opened my mouth and felt his hot breath. His hand still on my wrist, he pulled us closer together until our groins were touching. Then I felt his tongue invade my mouth. I tried not to but, after a. The house was mine. I felt disgusted with myself. I was seething with a mixture of guilt and jealousy as well as intense arousal.At my desk, I cued up the video and started to go through it. Again, Monday nothing, Tuesday nothing. I got to Thursday night and there they were, arriving back in Pete's car. It was a little late, after 10:00. They were both dressed well, like they had been out for dinner.When the entered the kitchen I could see that they were a little drunk. They also looked very. Did I do something or am I just your whipping boy tonight?” Simon asked.Arwen slid her hand into the other glove. “Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something that, if you answer me honestly, I’ll probably want to punch you. I figured it would only be fair if you could punch me back.”Simon focused on lacing up her glove for her and didn’t say anything. When Arwen got into moods like this, the best course of action was to humor her and wait for it to blow over. Simon debated sending a.