--- o – o – o ---Unbeknownst to the staff or to Margaret, Carlota, and Conor, there was one other individual present to the small homecoming welco...e. She stood behind the trees near the garage. She was dressed in dirty clothes, ragged and torn, her hair was an unkempt messy of frills and grease, her skin was wrinkly and her mouth was missing a few teeth. She was good friends with Carlota when they were younger, she reminisced those innocent childhood days, but fate wasn’t fair, Carlota was. Tapping my bra. I open it for him, kissing his finger as well and move back to what I'm after.Another flick on the nose! Ow. I pause. His hand out. Palm up expectantly. I pause for a moment, and then, understanding, shrug out of my blouse, handing it to him. A drawer opens, and it disappears. I kiss him again, his palm again. My bra follows my blouse into his desk drawer, lust wells up in my belly as he takes it. I'm stuck here until he returns my clothes. So fucking hot.I posture up yet again,. He then served us all another round and moved on to serve someone else. Shaun was drinking with a few of his friends and was doing shots, he stumbled backwards into the bar and knocked over a couple of drinks. He got himself upright again and told Paolo to get another round of shots in. Paolo questioned “Should you not take it easy, it’s still early would you like a glass of water or coffee?”Shaun looked at him puzzled then grabbed him by the shirt, pulling him forward he stated “Look kid its. Clancy. He likes you.”My husband snorted. “He just likes yammering to anyone polite enough to listen.” The old man could talk your ear off, calling at you from his front porch where he often relaxed. “I doubt it's him.”“Well, you have this opportunity, so make the best of it.” I smiled at me. “Be the best-darned mayor ever.”He grinned back at me and grabbed my thigh through my scrub, sending a naughty tingle up to my pussy.“So what are our kids up to?” I asked, my voice breathy and husky..