I handed him the pizza and the credit card receipt to sign. I grabbed the pen out of my pocket and fumbled it underneath a work bench. I instinctively...bent over to pick it up and cringed a little when I felt my shirt rise up and reveal the straps of my red thong.I turned around and nervously handed him the pen. Half expecting to see a disgusted or confused look I instead got a smirk and "nice panties" as he handed the signed receipt back. I sheepishly said thanks and turned to leave as quickly. Next she brought the tip of his member between her cheeks and started to move down further. The sensation was fabulous.It was just a while ago that her son stuck his thumb in her ass she had never felt anything similar. But that was enough to make her feel comfortable with what she was about to complete. The tip of his head was now inside of her ass hole and she stopped and took a deep breath. There was a lot of pressure, but there was a lot of excitement and stimulation. She could feel it. And I had a cupboard full of preserved meats and vegetables, cabinet full of booze, mason jars full of herb, a few other odds and ends, and a handful of half-full Canadian whiskey in my hand. The metal awning I had installed over the porch this summer was serving well, and I was quite comfortable, stoned, buzzed, and listening to Dylan play through the screen door.I was more than a little surprised to see a set of headlights cutting through the snow from the foot of my long driveway. Through a. Most of the folks were out by the pool but one couple was inside the house. Several of the guys went inside, including our host, so I wandered in too. A woman was sitting in the office area and chatting, laughing and drinking with her husband and several guys. I went back out, saw our housemate and nodded my head. He realized immediately what was going on and we joined the group inside, standing outside the office. The woman soon was the center of attention. More about her another time.As the.