What's next?
Flirting more
With that, he turns back to his work, leaving Rachel to ponder his words. She takes a sip of her drink, her mind racing.
Camila says, "Hey I cannot tap that that but if i could I would you are single and he is legal tap that."

Rachel nearly chokes on her drink at Camila's blunt comment. "What?! Camila, are you serious right now?" She sputters, eyes wide. "He's your husband's employee! That would be so inappropriate."
Camila laughs, shaking her head. "You're so naive. I'm just messing with you. Besides, he's probably gay anyway. I doubt he'd be interested in a MILF like you."
Rachel rolls her eyes, taking another sip of her martini. "MILF? Please. I'm not old enough to be his mother"
Camila smirks, eyeing Rachel over her glass. "Sure, whatever you say.
Camila turns to John and says, "I have to go, but finish up here and my husband will pay you for your time." She leaves and they are left alone with Camila's words rattling in Rachel's head.
Rachel downs the rest of her martini and sets the glass aside. She stands up, pulling her nightgown over her head and letting it fall to the ground. She is wearing a skimpy black matching set of underwear underneath.

Without hesitation, she makes her way to the pool, climbing in and floating on her back. Her large, pillowy breasts are fully exposed, jiggling with each movement.
John watches her from the corner of his eye, his jaw dropping. He quickly looks away, pretending to focus intently on scrubbing the tiles.
She gets out a moment later and says, "That was nice."
John continues scrubbing the pool tiles, trying not to stare at Rachel's exposed body. After a few minutes, he stands up. He looks up at Rachel. "I am done," he says, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Unless you need anything else."
Rachel looks up at him, biting her lip. She sits up in the pool, water cascading down her body. "Actually, there is one more thing," she says, her voice low and sultry. "I was hoping you help me in a different way."
John's eyes widen, and then he smirks and says, "I knew you were horny for me," then he scoops her up and carries her inside and to the master bedroom.

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