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When she came in, I gave a warm salutation and smile then once she responded in kind I broached the topic of the errant panties. They were hers alright. And after much embarrassment, she made the excuse that she had, well, soiled them and forget they were in the load. They must have just slipped in with the rest of mine. I smiled again, and accepted the excuse although they were neatly folded when they were put away.The day went on. Ten o'clock, then eleven came and went. I sat in the living room ticking away at my laptop as she grabbed the laundry and began washing and then headed to the back of the house to clean. Every so often she would come back by to switch laundry, fold some clothes or get cleaning supplies, but most of the time she was in her world and I was in mine.I stopped for lunch just after noon and offered the maid if I could make her a sandwich. She agreed but said, "If you don't mind, I need to keep going."That was fine by me. So I headed to the kitchen and made a. I shook it and took notice of how soft it was, but with a strength, just below the surface. And very warm. "Cute dress." she remarked, nodding her head toward the pink material, normally loose, stretched tight over my bossom."Your's, too." I replied, letting my gaze linger on the material stretched over her equally impressive rack. I estimated that they must have been D's at least, and quite perky, as I didn't notice any signs of a bra under the dress. "So, what do you do, Debby?" I asked, attempting to start a conversation."I'm an actress," she replied almost boredly, "but do you really want to swap life stories, or are you gonna' slide over here and give me a better look at those tits?" she finished with a cocky smirk anda wink, finishing off her cigarette and grinding the butt out in the ashtray between us.I tried to hide my surprise (and excitement) as I switched over to the chair next to her's. She turned to me and, removing the cigarette from my lips, took a drag on it and.
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