He turned his wrinkled face and smiled in delight.“Benjamin!” He greeted, “thank god you’re here!”“Morning Mr Daniels,” Ben took stock o... all the boxes, and all scrap metal and machine parts that littered the cramped garage. “What uh, what do you need help with exactly?”The old man waved a dismissive hand at the chaos around him. “I’m working on a brand new project and I need all of this cleared away.”“What is,” Ben gestured to the boxes, “ all of this?”“Prototypes, failed experiments…junk, in. "Morning, sexy." Morning, stud."Opening a dresser drawer, Ben pulled out some underwear and socks. "How'd your job search go yesterday?" So, so. No one's really looking for an ex bar-tending high school grad." Sorry to hear that. I asked around but none of my firm's clients are looking either."Ellen stubbed her cigarette out and climbed out of bed. "It figures. I'll find something."Fully dressed, Ben headed out to the kitchen and Ellen, still covered in sex, followed him. After grabbing a bagel. ”“Would you mind if I did your back?” I said, using the key phrase.She stopped applying the lotion to her arms, feeling a twinge of excitement from my suggestion.“I guess that would be okay,” she said, handing me the bottle.I helped her move her stuff so she could stretch out on her stomach. I saw that her one-piece suit would probably hamper my efforts at first, but I wasn’t going to let it bother me.When I first touched her skin with my hands, she shivered a moment, but as I spread it out. After ten minutes no-one had entered or left the loo and I walked backover, down the steps and back into my original trap. I dropped my trousers, faced the partition, and put one foot slightly under the gapat the bottom. my foot was tapped and soon a note passed under, saying"CUM IN HERE".Going next door took only a momment, and the door was locked behind me.I found a 50ish man who put his cock in my hand and started .