Gail got out of bed after laying there naked for fifteen minutes wondering if that day would be as uninteresting as almost of the others. While crossing the bedroom she stopped and looked in the mirror at her naked body."Well, not bad for 46 '' she said out loud. Her breasts were slightly droopy but nothing drastic. Her kitty-cat was not shaved but had been trimmed regularly. Her hair was a luscious brown, and thanks to the dye she used, her roots were the same colour. She 'd always been proud of her figure and looks, even after her hubby left her for a 20 something secretary that worked in his office.

Her left manus moved down between her stage and her middle fingerbreadth stroked her purulent lips. She often played with herself while looking in the mirror, either standing up, or laying on her bed. She imagined it was somebody else 's digit making her wet. As her finger pushed slowly inside she heard her phone ring. `` Shit '' she said, walking over to her dressing mesa and picking it up. It was the will-writing company that she 'd contacted a few twenty-four hour period ago to make an appointment. Gerry, the rep, would be over to see her at 2:30 as agreed. She wondered what Gerry would front like. Would he be tall and handsome ? Would he seem like the men in her fantasies when her fingers are playing between her legs ?

At 2:35 the doorbell rang and Gail opened the door to see a tall well dressed cleaning woman standing there. blond, in her 50s, undecomposed figure and a nice two piece suit. `` Hi she said, `` I 'm Jerry Dale, you were expecting me ''. `` Oh ... ... er ... ... how-do-you-do ... .. '' Gail said. `` I 'm er sorry, I just, er ... ''. `` Let me approximate, said the charwoman `` you were expecting a man ''. `` Yes, I suppose I was '' said Gail, `` come in ''.

The will writing took just over an hour, and for a lot of that time Gail could n't help glancing at the woman 's long peg, gorgeous fuzz, and attractive face. `` Well '' she thought to herself `` she certainly makes me wait plain ''. Jerry turned to her and said, `` that 's it all done, so, on the questionnaire you said you were divorced. So no current man in your sprightliness at the present moment ? '' `` No '' said Gail, `` no man for lots and lots of moments ``. `` Do you want one '' said Jerry, putting her hand on Gail 's shoulder, `` because some people think a woman can be better ''. Gail did n't get it on how to answer, and before she could opine what to say, she felt the other womanhood 's hired man move to the back of her neck and start to fondle it. `` How does that feel, Gail '' said Boche softly, `` I want you to tell me ''. `` er.. er.. nice '' Gail replied, her vocalisation shaking a piddling. After a few minutes of stroking Gail 's neck and hair Jerry noticed that Gail 's center were closed. `` If you want me to kiss you, all you have to do is ask '' she whispered. Gail thought for a second and said `` please will you kiss me Krauthead ''. The older womanhood leaned forward and smiled, as she saw Gail 's mouth slowly part. Their mouths met and Hun slipped her tongue into Gail 's open mouth. Gail moved her script behind Jerry 's nous and pulled it towards her own, experiencing feelings that she 'd not had for twelvemonth. `` Please Jerry '' she said, `` delight let me have more. The older woman slowly moved Gail onto the floor and set beside her, still kissing her deeply, but with her deal caressing her breast. Gail undid the buttons on her blouse and opened it up so that her devotee had advantageously access code to her eubstance. Jerry lifted Gail 's bra over her breasts, and moved her fingers onto the nipple, squeezing one and then the other, still with their tongue dancing together.

By now Gail 's mind was in convulsion, she 'd not done anything like this with another female since her schooldays, but she decided to do something to Krauthead and incite her hand to the other cleaning lady 's breast, squeezing it through the blouse. Boche immediately moved her hand away saying, '' not yet darling, just let me do you ''. Her script moved between Gail 's legs, a job made easier, as Gail 's wench had ridden up almost to her waist. In a matter of seconds she had pulled Gail 's lacy step-in off and had her hand between the ever widening peg, and her finger was rubbing a very wet button. Gail was continuously moaning into Jerry 's mouthpiece, as she felt her excitation climbing, and her moan became a farseeing cry of joy as she felt two fingerbreadth enter her, closely followed by a third base. Her hip joint started to gyrate up and down, in time with the older adult female 's fingers going in and out of her soaking wet hole. Their rim were still clamped together as Gail was tipped over the edge into the most powerful orgasm she could recollect. Her shout and sidesplitter were lost in the profoundness of the early charwoman 's mouth.

As she came down from her shuddering climax, and Boche 's fingers slowly came out of her, their lip parted. Gail felt suddenly alone. `` Oh my God '' she said, `` Wow ... .... that was soooooo in effect. My mouthpiece is going to be sore now ``. As she looked on, Jerry stood up, unzipped her skirt to reveal hold up stockings and a red G-string. She took the thong off, stood astraddle Gail 's head, and said, `` not as sore as it will be in about 20 minutes metre darling ''. As Gail saw the smoothly shaved cunt descending towards her boldness, she wondered how soon she could speech sound up and make an appointment to re-write her will. Then as her lover's wetness covered her rim and knife she had other matter to think about .