I know a very cheesy excuse but she had already something on her mind. She could not resist me and asked me that if I could give her massage tomorrow....I reluctantly agreed and was rejoicing in my mind. Next day, she came at afternoon at about 2:00pm after finishing all the household chores. She had worn a sleeveless maxi, which gave an oozing effect from her body. I wanted to just grab her and bang her at that moment but thought of starting slowly. I told her that I would start with foot. He took it on.If this was what life in Maine was like the next time I was going to be able to shoot back, by God.I paid a visit to a gun shop where I looked over his stock-in-trade. I bought a brand spanking new Savage deer rifle in 30.06, a very good low-light scope that cost half as much as the rifle and six hundred rounds of new ammunition. I spent a thousand dollars for the rifle, scope and ammunition.To address the issue of intruders inside the house or barn I bought a Remington. They finally reached their cars in the garage and since their spots were right next to one another they were at least able to make sure the other left the garage safely. This time however Brittney’s car wouldn’t start. “Babe, do you need a jump?” Adrena asked rolling her window down. “No. It’s a bad battery. My dad has been on me telling me to replace it but I have no idea what to look for. Can I get a ride to your place? We can grab that bottle of wine…”“Okay. Lock it up and come on. . I leaned down, ran my hand up his thigh and whispered in his ear, I want you Tom. I want you to fuck me at lunch in the back upstairs conference room. I've wanted to fuck you for awhile, but had to keep my private life separate from my work life. You want to fuck me Tom?Yes, oh my God, yes.There's one catch. You have to share me with another guy. You down with that?Um, I don't have to touch him do I?No, I touch the two of you and you two touch me.Sure, okay. Back conference room upstairs.