As he moved up and down the store he could feel thelittle skirt lifting slightly. It didn't take him long to hoover thesmall shop and then he set to w...rk with a cloth and some polish. As hewas polishing he felt his skirt being lifted and he glanced over hisshoulder to see Wendy standing behind him."Don't let me distract you, you carry on working," she said.He then felt her hand stroking over the frills on the back of his littleknickers. Then she started to slowly pull the knickers down to. "Did you see Andrew at the door?" (which I hadn't!). She then told me that as I was hammering into her, the automatic front porch light had come on, causing her to glance towards the front door. As she did so, she spotted our neighbour (Andrew is a decent normal guy in his mid 60's) approaching the door, then watched as he stood looking through the glass for no more than about 10 seconds, then ducking away again out of sight! (all of the time with me fucking her from behind and with her tits. You wanna nibble those perky tits? Yeah. I wanna suck Stellas perfect tits. I began to pick up my pace. Do you wanna feel Stellas tongue inside your wet pussy? Yeah baby. I wanna spread my pussy juice all over her face. At this, Marie began rocking her hips gently. What about a threesome? Think about how nice it would be to have two girls at the same time. Mhmm. She bites her lip and smiles at the thought. Are you picturing another girl yet baby? Ohhhhh yeah. Hee hee. She giggles and starts. In a very tired voice, he answered, “I try not to think of you.”Sandra muttered, “That’s ridiculous.”Wanda was curious how a person could answer like that. How could anyone try not to think of someone that lived with them? She asked, “Why?“Because if I think about you in any way, then I’ll have to care about you.” The bitterness in Glen’s voice was unmistakable. He turned and left the room. He had dropped a bombshell and then walked off. All three of them were dumbstruck. Wanda and Sandra.