I take my time working my hands over your shoulders and down your back. I can't help but feel how lucky I am to be touching you. You are so very beaut...ful. The water on your skin is entrancing and I can't help but run my lips over your shoulder and up to your neck. Your breath hitches and you fall back against me letting me know that yes you are relaxed enough for this. Yes you want me as I want you. When I finally really kiss your neck you let out the most delicious sound I swear I have ever. I stood at the end of it, looked to the other end and just thought, "Wow"; on paper it was just numbers. Standing there looking down that slab put the immensity of what we were doing into prospective.The text that he had sent me said, "Everything went great. We are going to pour on Sunday and Tuesday to finish that runway." That explained the line of tractor trailers refilling the Portland concrete storage tanks at the three batch plants tonight.Those three tanks needed to be full to do one. .." Why don't we call the boys and ask them?" Jean offered. "We can meet them somewhere and try to get an idea what they've done and what they're thinking..." We're keeping you two up," Candace pointed out to Beth and Louise. "Is this a good idea?" We need to know if there is trouble brewing," Louise murmured. "How long can it take to grill them?" Not too long..." Candace offered the assumption. "I'll call Lon -- you get Rick, Jean. My house, or yours?" I haven't hosted in a while," Jean. He was looking at my red hairy muff which was showing through my thin white panties. By instinct I put my hands in front of my privates and blushed. "It's okay" he said. "Now that you're legal, and such a pretty young lady, I'm sure all he boys are trying to get into those pants." I blushed even more and told Dad they tried but I held them off and I was still a virgin. I didn't notice that I had moved my hands away from my crotch and was in fact cupping by breast. Talking like this with Daddy.