I sat in the seat furthest from the stage and turned my attention to my phone to look at anything but guy flesh.Mr. Spraytan eventually showed up at o...r table with a shirtless six-pack and cut-off jean shorts to take our drink order; him I couldn’t ignore. His name tag said he was “Rodney.”“Hello, sir, ladies, what would you all like to drink?” he asked. He was pleasant and charming, his voice confident but polite. And it made me hate him all the more. Isn’t there some sort of health code. Week 1: First day Sunday, Debbie dropped Darren of that afternoon as she had to up early Monday, my husband hardly spoke to Darren, in fact down right ignored him, he was his usual quiet self, did not want to bother us so we had a quiet night.With having someone new in the house I always remembered to keep myself decent and covered up, no walking around in my night gown and so on.Monday morning, husband left for work before 8am, 9am Darren was up and about and soon headed of to the Pharmacy to. She had gone “commando”- no underwear. She was clean shaven, not a pubic hair. She wasted no time in mounting her attack. I was totally defenseless. As she settled down on top of me, her knees astraddle my hips, she took charge and in a big way. She grabbed my cock and used it to slowly tease herself, rubbing the tip of it against her clit until she couldn’t hold back. She parted the lips of her steaming hot pussy, using two fingers. She placed the head of my cock into the opening to her womb.. Reaching with a shaking hand I unlatch the hasp and slide the pocket door slowly into its cavity in the wall. The aroma of a woman’s sexual excitement inundates my nostrils, not the usual sent of sawdust. The presence of a naked goddess fills my eyes, sitting atop my workbench, head thrown back, eyes closed and her mouth agape. She leans back on one arm, her palm resting on the bench top, the other arm reaching between her thighs. Her legs drape over the edge, slightly spread, allowing me just.