How the fuck me looking at it was going to make it start I do not know. But women expect men to fix things. The bonnet was open and Elsie leaned into ...he engine compartment and asked me if it looked normal, she was wearing a business suit with a very short skirt, I could see her white thong which contrasted very well with her jet black thighs. I looked into the engine thingy and hummed and arred and moved round to the side of the car so I could look down Elsie's white blouse at her cleavage. I then paid the bill and went back to get my wife from the office. She was laying there just like I put her and I got her up and helped her to the car. She was still stone dead to the world. I got her home, carried her to the bedroom and started removing her clothes. I was going to have another marathon fuck when I noticed something unusual. She had stuff all over her cunt. Her cunt is half shaven and it looked like there was something on it. I turned on the overhead light and I was shocked. I stopped in front of her and she opened the back door kept her laptop bag inside, and opened the front door. Now i could see that even thought the shirt was loose, it wasn't that long, and as she sat i could see it pulling up and showing her creamy waist and the top of her pink panties. Sitting next to her i could make out the patterns on her bra cups, and since her top 2 buttons were undone, there was ample of her creamy cleavage to be seen. As she settled down and realized i was looking at. "They's bof' dead, Jim and Knobby, ' she said to the young women and all three smiled. "This big feller pulled 'em off me, an' I got 'em with our pitchfork. They hurt you?"The girls shook their heads, looking up at me in wonder. They were pretty little things, neither much more than five feet high, but both surely nubile and very loosely dressed. Their mother, who might have been all of thirty, was a few sizes bigger and had a shift as well as a dress on her hard body.While the girls fixed some.