"Sure" I said "I'll get my tools and I'll be right over".Stephanie had tried to jack the car up but had given up half way and was still sweaty from tr...ing. I soon had the car jacked up and was changing the tyre when Stephanie came over with a cool drink. She was wearing a short frilly skirt with a tight cotton top. As she bent down to give me the drink I noticed she wasn't wearing any knickers. Beads of sweat glistened on her wet pussy. I pretended not to notice and got on finishing the. ”Brooks Watson gave me what had to be the first smile he had cracked in years. It looked like he was in pain as his face contorted into a happier expression. He definitely took himself, and his job, way too seriously. The next five years were going to be long and painful for him if he kept that up.Before he could get away, I had to add, “Mr. Watson. You DO know I am only eighteen years old, just graduated from high school and have no plans for college. I own a farm and don’t have any of the. A half-dollar then, but you've got to do my laundry for me when we get back." I'll clean your laundry," she threatened and then added, "Fifty cents and you do the laundry."Grudgingly and with a little whine I capitulated, "Well-l-l, only if you hand me the panties you're wearing... to wash of course." You jerk! You know I'm not wearing any... I watched you watching me. But all right. I'll give you my dirty underpants, you... you pervert!"Ignoring the insult, I said, "Well, let's get back to the. She smiled shyly and then sat on the bed. She put her hands over her head and smiled mischievously at me. Her eyes were sparkling. Her eyes teased me and were saying like “help yourself!” I took them of her top and pulled it over her head.Now she was in a bra and leggings. She smiled. She started kissing me, and then she started at my neck. She removed my shirt, and I was now naked on the top. She started to touch the tent I had created in my pants. I sat on the bed and she went down on the.