Meanwhile, the dress revealed more of her ass-cheeks than I’d ever dreamed of seeing. She ran her fingers up her legs, over her calves and toward he... thighs. As her hands closed in on her inner thighs, she stopped, turned around, looked at me and said, “I’ll be right back.”By now the bulge in my pants was throbbing and my breathing was becoming heavy. This woman wasn’t blind.I know she knew how much I wanted to fuck her. Moments later she entered the room wearing a black one. She stood directly. The night was surprisingly fun and made easier by the fact that his friends kept ordering bottles of wine. Ben isnt much of a drinker so after two glasses he was a little buzzed but by the time we left the restaurant he seemed to sober up a bit. I told him Ashleys parents would pick her up at our house later in the night after he kept insisting that he wanted to take her home himself. I needed everything to go perfectly from here on out. When we got home, I sent Ashley upstairs while Ben headed. We walked to the barn and I showed her the post in the middle that she'd told me to work on. It looked like someone had beaten it with a hammer. She looked at my hands and saw that even though they were smooth now they were hardened the way hers were."They didn't tell me you'd practiced." They didn't know. I worked while they were out riding." I'm proud of you, Brian. But that doesn't mean we're letting up this fall. You can never stop."In stark contrast to the way we'd been working for the. ‘Okay.’ I smiled, ready to follow him anywhere. We slipped down the dark hall, past doors that might have concealed anything. Did Linda have a craft room, stuffed with fabric and beads? Did Stanley have some kind of smuggled contraband from a foreign head of state? Or maybe it was the other way around…Stanley secretly enjoyed needlepoint, Linda consulted with Sheiks from Arabia. The mental image made me smile. One door had a panel next to it. With a mischievous grin, Hank pushed several buttons.