She sighed to herself as she thought how most of her job was either getting Greg motivated to work or getting him to take breaks. She knew he probably... thought it was only just ten pm. Well tomorrow he's not doing any writing, she thought to herself as she silently walked into the room unobserved by Greg. She stepped up behind him, pressing her breasts into his back as he sat in the chair and put her hands on the outside of his shoulders. As she squeezed softly she whispered, "You have gone too. I stopped dead in my tracks. It was a man’s voice. A complete strange one.“Do it, you bastard! Stick your big black cock up my ass!”.The sound of my sweet Ana’s voice struck like a dagger in my heart. She sounded as she was fucking some guy in our own bedroom…Part of me wanted to run in there and beat the fuck of the guy and throw both him and my wife out of the house, but another part of me wanted nothing more than to sneak a peek at my sweet Anita getting fucked.As I crept closer, the voices. Eventually, she swallowed the remaining water and licked her lips, signally that she was ready for a different kind of fun. She stood up, taking off her leggings. She crawled on top of Tim and rubbed her groin up against his. They grinned like this as they made out. Tim’s dick felt amazing, rubbing against her mound, though it was blocked from entering her wet little slit because of her underwear. This little slut was driving him crazy. He hastily pushed her panties to the side. He started to. She wasn't shy, and went around the house naked, quite often, or in sheer clothing. She loved to walk around in sheer, harem pants, or the smallest thongs you could ever find. She was trying to seduce me, at Grandad's request. He wanted me to learn from the best, ALWAYS!!! He thought of himself as the best broker, in real estate, and investing money, so HE taught me. Through the years, I found out that he WAS the best. He was more successful than anybody else you could find. Other professionals.