After some time we again engaged in missing and all….now i got the courage to just Rubbing and pressing the boobs from her dress……she was enjoyi...ng and had started moaning softly……then i put one of my hand on her stomach part and start caressing and moved downward……now my hand was on her right thigh…now i was feeling her thigh…in between her hand was on my Thigh…….i was getting hornier….we were exchanging our saliva too….i moved my hand just below her dress on thigh…she suddenly stop my hand and. But eventuallyhe explained to me, in substantial detail, his attraction toward the wholething.He loved cleaning. He was a neat nut. I had always known that about him.We had worked together keeping the house tidy. I never had to badger himto do anything. He was so helpful before, during, and after our hostingfamily, friends, and neighbors. He continued to explain that he had longcraved to express his cleaning inclination in the most ultimate way: as aFrench maid.Of course, I interrogated him. Needles to say, I was more than curious and when I finished my business I folded up the magazine and shoved it into my back pocket and headed out the door.Once home, I poured a large glass of ice tea and went out on the screen deck and began to flip though the magazine. Suddenly a strange noise got my attention. I couldn't quite make out what it was, but it came and went in a heartbeat. I opened the door and stepped out onto the deck and listened some more, but nothing could be heard. I thought. ''No. Do it to me here, bend me over the table and fuck me hard, right there in the kitchen.' She pulled away from me and stood facing the table. I came up behind her, grabbed her by the back of her neck and forced her, face down on the table. I raised her mini skirt to reveal her beautiful little white bum but her thighs were red and wet, cum was still oozing out of her lovely pussy and trickling down her thighs.'How long ago was this fucking that you got? You slut!''Just before you came in.