Sylvia hated this place. The was there because of the death of her father-in-law, and she wanted to leave as soon as she could. And her husband took the bad habit of always disappearing. Even when she needed it the most.<br/><br/>She was alone in the huge manor. She so took one of her favorite books and read it in the main room. It was good. She felt her crotch becoming wetter and wetter. That was not helping her feel less abandonned but it still was agreeable. She planned to soon remove her panties and give herself some pleasure. But then Jim arrived and it changed all her plans. He had a book too and so didn’t seem to leave soon. And that would be rude to go in her room when he just arrived.<br/><br/>«Hey.» She just said, not feeling very talkative. His presence made her discover something new. It was indecent, but very arousing to read her book while someone else was there. She blushed a lot, but was able to contain all the moans she wanted to make.<br/><br/>But after a moment of doing that, she felt it was enough and that she needed to be more responsable. She put back the book at its place. She needed to find something to do. God it is so boring aound here.