If we do not meet your goal the first weekend, I will work as your maid for a year when we close Lambswool’s doors.”Phil scoffed. Of all of Jenvie...ve’s down-to-earth qualities, cleaning up after herself was not high on the list.“You know, of course, that it wouldn’t just be me,” he said. “It would be Hailey and Katelyn and Tiffany and Molly.”“And Bob,” Jenvieve added helpfully. “That is how sure I am of success. Besides, I adored your friends. They are so funny and there is absolutely nothing. ” She typed back.“Ok, that’s better.” I replied. “I’m glad we’ve had this little chat!”“I’m sorry, Mister Sir, it won’t happen again”. Now, I was starting to get a little hard. Allison had jokingly called me sir on two previous occasions, always in a light hearted manner, but still, she said sir. Then another time, she had jokingly called me Daddy, because there had been another occasion where I had given her some advice. I’m 45, she’s 25, technically old enough to be her parent, but like so. About 2 weeks later she told me she wanted to look into that idea so we got online and she signed up for a dating site. Her profile portrayed her as a married woman (milf) looking for a younger man for a discrete hookup. Instantly she started getting messages. From there, we started the vetting process together. She would just have online conversations to see what the prospective men were into and to gage their intelligence. About a week later we found the man we wanted. His name was. OMG!! She was wearing a slip under the dress too, I almost came right there. This whole time we didn’t talk, the music was too loud anyway. I continued to feel up her legs, and she turned her right hip and leg and started grinding up against my erection. Just as things were really starting to get hot, the music picked up, and that made us separate.We were both well turned on and I wasn’t going to let this one get away. So, loudly in her ear over the music, I said, “Come on, put your shoes on.