It was a quiet Saturday, so I accompanied my husband to give a quote for a job. When we arrived, he said this would be an easy earner and that they weren’t short of cash. I got out of the car and followed him to the front door. I was eager to see what he meant. An older woman in her early 60s answered the door. She wore a silky nightie with her hair in a messy bun. Instantly, I had a little naughty twitch as I had thought about whether she was wearing any underwear. (I forgot to mention that I am partial to female fun; however, it has been a few years.)
She invited us in, and my husband asked if it was an appropriate time. She said yes and shared that she always dresses like this during the day, then laughed. I could feel myself getting red, did she notice… She went to explain what she needed done, by this time, I switched off and was looking around, it was a beautiful home. She told me to help myself to a drink from the fridge while she took my husband around the house. I could imagine she has been fucked on the island worktop
Both returned, and she asked him to drop the quote off after he had worked out the cost. He said that he would probably ask me to drop the quote off. I instantly thought, I wonder if she was thinking the same as me, I wonder if she likes girls. As we were leaving, my husband asked if he could use the restroom. I was on my own in the kitchen with her. She stepped closer, leaned forward and whispered in my ear.
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