She raised one eyebrow at the way I'd order and then smiled, "That'll take a couple of minutes, Sir," she said before heading for the serving counter....Was that her?" asked Kirsty.I nodded."She's pretty," declared the girl opposite me.I turned and had a proper look, uhmm, tall and slim, small boobs, short hair, nice enough face but nothing to write home about."She's OK," I admitted, "but she's nowhere near as beautiful as you."Kirsty's eyes went wide and, just as suddenly, she dropped her gaze. With any luck I’ll be rid of my useless, alcoholic husband in six months or so, but I need help, and am willing to earn it.” Score one for my dirty mind. The situation reminded me of a time when I was seventeen and working after school in an auto repair shop that specialized in speedometers and dashboard instruments. A woman had offered sex in return for fixing her speedometer. The problem was a broken speedometer cable that would have taken all of fifteen minutes to replace but the woman. Her ass was smooth and like 36d breast size. More I press her ass, tighter she was hugging me.I removed her top and she was in a black bra. Removed bra as well. She removed my t-shirts. We both were top nude. She was trying to touch her nipple with mine but could not as she was 5 feet and I am 5.6feet. I lifted her a little holding her ass, she raised on her foot to make nipple to nipple contact. It was soo sexy.When she tried to stand normally, I took her breast into my mouth. She tried lean. "Right arms down let me have a look," he said. "Mmm very nice, nothing to be ashamed off there. Now shoulders back and stick those puppies out for me."She did what she was told and still he wasn't happy."Your nipple are not up, rub them for me," he instructed."What," she said not really hearing what was said."Your nipples want rubbing," he repeated, "like this."He stepped forward and grabbed her nearest breast and squeezed her and thumbing her nipples."Oh no please," she gasped."There that's.