I came home from work one day to find that Tina had come to visit. I did what I usually did when she was around - I went down to my basement workshop ...o I didn't have to be in the same room with her. About two hours later I heard the front door close and a couple of minutes later Traci came down the stairs and sat on the bottom step. She didn't say anything, just sat there and watched me turn a table leg on my wood lathe. After about five minutes I turned to her, "What's wrong?" Nothing." Then. " So ... you're single, huh?" I laughed."No ... what do you mean?" Thursday is Christmas Eve day. I'm pretty sure you get a half day off and don't come back until Monday." Oh, shit! I didn't even think of that. I've been so wrapped up in getting this damned thing going I'd almost forgotten about Christmas. Why don't you call me tomorrow afternoon? I should have a pretty good handle on how we are doing then. If it isn't urgent, don't worry about it until the following week. You've been a big. She was wearing a very low cut short that showed off her amazing cleavage. "Paper or plastic, ma'am" I asked half starring down her short. "Plastic fine" she replied. After I finished bagging her items I asked "Would you like any help out to your car with your groceries ma'am?" Only if you can take them home and put them up for me too." she replied"Well I am getting off any minute now" I said jokingly. As we were walking to her car, she said something that caught me completely off guard. "I. That would never do. He dug his fingers in, lifted each meaty orb and let them swing back together, the thick waft of her arousal enveloping him. Despite the extra weight, she had good muscle tone. He thwacked her again. Ran his fingers down over the delightful crease at the top of her legs, between her thighs, insistently parting her. The panties at her knees stretched tight, a few threads snapping as she took a quarter step wider. The sudden intrusion of his fingers sawing along the cleft of.