Just to be polite. “I uh... Found my keys” I chuckled and blushed a little. She grabbed my face gently and made me look at her. “Dam, I was hopi...g you didn't and had to spend the night here. Since I saw you checking me out the last couple days.” She mentioned as she slipped out of her towel. Exposing her petite toned body, with her B cups close to my body. “I'd like for you to spend the night with my Mike. It would mean a lot to me.” She winked and stepped into the shower. I stood there. As I held my clipboard and looked over some shelves, Mr Chang sat at a table nearby chatting with me. He asked me on how I have been doing with David, his son and I told him I haven't heard from him all week. Moving behind me, Mr Chang started to rub the back of my neck and my shoulders, "You need to relax. Too much tension, not good." It kind of surprised me, since he had always kept his distance. I liked what he was doing so I put the clipboard down and moved my head slightly. Closing my. "Your turn," She moved around toward my cock. I looked over at Crissi who had her hand buried between her legs and was breathing hard. She caught my eye. "Please wait for me. I want you to cum on me," I said.She jerked her hand from her pussy and then smiled with a guilty look. "I guess I got carried away." Damn, me too," said Leslie as she also pulled her hand from between her legs. "That was so erotic watching Sarah and Caitlin. I don't know if I can wait. Maybe I'll cum this way and then let. Cindy and I shared. We liked the sloe gin the best.Then came the day. Of course, we didn't know it was the day. Dad left, "... to find some work." Sometimes he was gone a week. We would mark each day on the John Deere calendar. Sometimes a month. We kept all the old calendars. They told about our Dad. How long he was gone. When he came back. This time, from Independence Day to Labor Day... the longest ever from reading the calendars (our poor man's Farmer's almanac) we decided after talking,.