Sure, doing it in the garage in broad daylight might have been a little…bold. A little exhibitionist. A little impromptu, unexpected, adventurous, a...d delightful. And maybe a little dirty, but who really cares about such perceptions when you do it with the love of your life?_________That was three months ago. For the two of them, the memory of their spur-of-the-moment passion in the garage was now a private story over which to reminisce with a smile. But what Naomi hadn’t told Luke since that. Leaving her overnight bag in the living room Mia made her way to the kitchen, the clock above the stove read seven in the morning. She helped herself to some coffee, thankful the pot was on an automatic timer.Mia knew from experience that Mac was about done with his shower and it shouldn't be much longer before he stumbled down the stairs, still half asleep, in search of some caffeine and breakfast on his way out the door.Mia wished fervently that it was still the weekend and Mac didn't have. ”“Then why are you giving her the bad eye? Matter of fact, why are you in here? Are you washing your clothes or drying them?”“Just chillin, that’s all.”“Maybe you should chill somewhere else, or should I call the cops?”“Hey, fuck you asshole! I got a right to be here. Same as you.”Viking pulled out his cell phone and said “Not if you aren’t doing laundry, you don’t. Maybe I should call the cops. Wait while I tell them about you selling hot stuff.”“Hey, chill out M’man. I’m leavin.”“Yeah. OK.”. Likewise Marilyn had taken the opportunity to hold his penis and now cupped his balls in one hand as she resumed her acquaintance."Stand behind her John."He moved around, Marilyn rotating her hand to keep in touch and he lifted his hands over her belly to support her tits. His prick rested between her ass cheeks and he resisted the temptation to press it against her sphincter. As far as he was aware, she had not participated in actual anal sex yet but both knew that even a little stimulation.