I brought my hands around her thighs to the sides and moved her skirt up in the front too. She was wearing very a very small thong and I worked a fing...er up under the waistband and pulled them down. She gasped as her panties dropped to her knees. I worked one of my fingers into her pussy and started to finger fuck her. Her pussy felt so much tighter than mine did, like it was unused. My mouth worked down her chest and I kissed the top of her boobs along her bra line. I pressed her backwards and. So I agreed.Jane stood up and I could see that she was a bit shaky onher feet, sort of drunken with the reality of what she wasabout to do. I asked her to take off her stretch pants, andafter she hooked her thumbs into the waistband, shehesitated for a few seconds, then stripped the pants down toher ankles in one fast push. She almost fell over as shestepped out of them. Straightening up, I saw that she waswearing the most chaste white cotton panties. Her handscrossed in front of her cunt, like. Jezebel could feel her heart ripping inside of her chest and she wasn’t sure why. She hated him more than anyone else in the world, so why did she care if he was sleeping with the maid? Her anxieties overcame her momentarily and for a second she feared the top of her head would fly off with the fire hot rage that was escalating inside of her. Before she realized what she was even doing, she had slapped the side of his face as hard as she could. He grabbed her before the next blow connected. He. Every time I saw him in the morning, he wanted a hug. I would give him a tight squeeze and feel him press his groin up against me. I wasn’t sure if he didn’t know that it was inappropriate to do but I didn’t want to say anything because it turned me on. Sometimes I could feel his erection twitching in his pants against my cunt on top of the fabric of my skirt. My cunt would pulse with need, aching and dripping juices.The next time I went into his room in the morning, we hugged again but.