When I would be positioning them for a routine and had my hand on their thigh up high they would pull my hand higher until it was pressed against the ...rotch of their shorts and hold it there moving it back and forth.There also were frequent complaints of leg cramps which I had to massage out. They insisted that the massage continue upward, to the inside of their shorts, until, in some instances, I could tell they had enough when they would have a mild orgasm. It was not uncommon at all for me. By now i was somewhat distracted, and the raging hardon in my jeans wasn't helping matters.So i downed tools and went over to see what they were typing to each other.I was leaning on her chairm stood half behind her her, as she tapped away to my wife, telling her what a lucky woman she was to have such a handyman as a husband.All the time, i was looking directly down her top, my cock getting harder by the minute.My wife then typed "Can you ask him how long he will be, as there is a programme on. That was real science."So what do you think?" Doug asked. He was curious why William had hired this guy without discussing the matter with him first. He'd seen the passion that William had for the problem, but he had never seen William this excited."I think I had an orgasm while looking over his work," Jack answered. He glanced over at Lucy and then said, "Pardon me."Laughing at his obvious embarrassment, Lucy said, "No problem. It is pretty exciting stuff although I wouldn't describe it in. Afterseveral minutes, Lucky smiled and turned away. Once he broke the trance, Icould see that I was still sitting on the couch. Now, however, I was dressedjust as I was when I came into the house. I had on shorts, and blouse, sneakers,panties and bra. Lucky was once again wearing his white robe. It took me a minute to think of what to say. Lucky retrieved my ice tea fromthe table and handed it to me. I took a sip. "Lucky, where did we go and what did we just do?" "Actually, Lori, you never.
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