My husband had bought them for me. I wondered if the sight of me pleased the milk man. I wondered if he’d noticed that I’d taken care to match the...style and era of his truck and his outfit.I closed the refrigerator and turned back to him.“So what can I help you with, miss?”I looked him over. I looked him over again. I thought about the cream and butter he’d brought me and I got that feeling I get.“I have to say, I’m really happy with your quality.”Did he know I wasn’t talking about the dairy?. “We can probably gang up on him.”“Yeah, two against one will make him squirm,” Rory says, her tone melting a little.“Speaking of which, Chris Shatto of...”“ ... Shatto Enterprises,” Rory interrupts. “I designed his building.”“Yeah, he wants to know if you would like to go to his Christmas party he’s throwing,” Jill conveys.“Did he seriously come into your shop to ask that?”“Well, he orders quite a bit,” Jill confesses.“You mean he...”“Oh yes,” Jill answers with a smile. “He isn’t quite packing. We kept kissing each other’s upper body. He was kissing my shoulders, licking my cleavage whereas I was kissing his chest.We kept kissing each other for quite a while and then I slowly removed his pants. His dick was up and ready already. He made me sit on his lap, slid my pantie, and pushed his dick in my pussy. I held him tightly as it was going in and our lips were touching each other.I held Irfan’s shoulder tightly with my polished nails as his dick dug deeper in me.Once my husband’s. I was wearing 7” platforms, they were all the rage in the 70’s, but I did seem more pissed than normal. Adrian and Mike had stripped off their shirts, it was summertime, so there was nothing unusual about this, both of them I noticed were sporting erections. I’d seen Mikes cock a few times when we went to the beach and we’d then changed back out of our swimming costumes. He’d also caught me naked once here at Adrian’s, when he, mike that is, had arrived just after Ade had given me good seeing.