A light swipe with a bit of sandpaper removed the char from the laser cut.I swept the concrete floor and wiped my area with degreaser. Shit ... Walkin... on it left shoe prints. I quickly retrieved my plastic wrap from the dumpster and wrapped my shoes. No tracks.Figuring I’d get a headstart I unrolled a length of ‘glass and tried to mark the outline of the girder that formed the main interior centerline. Pretty frustrating.“What are you doing?” That question came from the crew foreman.“Trying to. “You know, you’re always unapologetic about who you are,” I told her. “I respect that.”“Tell that to Oliver.”“What do you mean?”She shrugged, suddenly looking sad. “I’m the shithead of the family. Unlike Oliver, I never went to college, and now I’m sleeping on his couch. That’s why he always looks down on me.”“He doesn’t look down on you. He’s just protective.”“Maybe, but it doesn’t feel that way.” She poured a glass of wine for herself, but it was gone in seconds. “I know that I’d be making. Lost in pure instinct, I felt my orgasm near but didn’t slow down. Every deep plunge of my cock into her beautiful body brought me closer and watching her there willingly take me pushed me over the edge.“Are you okay now?” came a voice, “we were worrying about ya. Got an answer for us?”On Jackie’s cue to answer she felt the first sudden, explosive hot rush of my cum as I erupted inside of her. She felt it well up in her and in turn it set her legs shuddering, her back arching.I watched her body. He took a shower, got dressed in a T-shirt and shorts the same as he always did, and went downstairs. He looked at the lounge window and saw that John must have left for work as his SUV wasn’t in their drive anymore. Great, now he could go over and speak to her.Just as he was about to go out the door there was a knock on it. He opened it and saw Christine standing there. Immediately he began to get turned on again as his eyes took in the shapely body of the mature woman standing in front of.