Of course, the kitchen was huge, with industrial fixtures, a floating island counter that could be rolled about, seemingly miles of counter space, and... the walk around fireplace in the sunken living room was large enough to roast an ox. In short, a typical Californian Mansion, Sierra style. It was nice to be above the smog, also.Although Mary had thousands of models employed on paper, in reality, there were only the three of us who actually existed- Mary was the other 99%, so it was all gravy,. Fleur looked stunning. Her blonde hair was cropped in a short, no-nonsense crop, her lips were bright red, and she wore a stunning black PVC playsuit for the game outside with Cunt.It was one of this lace-up the middle jobs, with cut-outs for her smallish but firm breasts. It was also crotchless, so her pretty little trimmed blonde bush was on display, the labia peeping below the hair. Domination boots, also black, completed her ?Don’t fuck with me? attire.Sipping on a spritzer, Fleur looked. In the six months since her marriage to Henry, the beautiful strawberry blonde had been forced to arrive at the conclusion that something was basically wrong with their relationship, something serious, and until last night, she had been unable to put her finger on precisely what it was. Now she knew and the realization had spurred her on to the desperate action she was taking today. She would get a job and show Henry once and for all, that she too had a mind, a mind probably just as good as. Here comes the story:It was my 5th semester examination time for me so I had holidays to prepare for it and it was Wednesday I was in my room preparing seriously for exam. It was somewhere around 12 o clock she had completed her house chores and went to took bath. So she can have her late breakfast after getting freshen up. While taking bath she called my name I went near the kitchen as bathroom was attached to the kitchen and it was open bathroom in her house as we are middle class family. So.