Every morning after breakfast I would travel down my driveway to get my mail and every morning Mr. Hardy would wave and say, "Beautiful day." This mor...ing was no exception, after finishing my bagel and coffee I headed out the front door to the mail box. As I walked down the driveway a gust of wind blew my robe open, exposing my naked body, I quickly grabbed it and tied it closed. I looked up to see Mr. Hardy smiling. He tipped his cup and said, "Beautiful day, beautiful lady." Then he winked at. He ordered the café's frozen drink special, some sort of icy fruit punch, to enjoy while he waited. He didn't think he would have to wait much longer in any case. In fact, he had barely finished half of his cold drink when he saw her arrive in a taxi across the street and enter the corner bank building he had been watching. Right about on time, pretty much just as he had predicted.God, she was still breathtakingly beautiful, he thought! The last six years had been very kind to her indeed. It. .. ready for more." I'm ready Gary, it's hard Gary. Fuck me again Gary, please. Pleasefuck me hard." I cried aloud."Oh Sandy! Oh my!" gasped Sharon"Well Sharon, he did fuck me and fucked me again and again. He paid mea thousand and it was so much fun I almost didn't want to charge him --but I'm in business. I had to." Was that it for the day." Oh no, after he was fucked out he had me strip naked -- keeping my sixinch D'Orsay pumps on -- and he cuffed me with a prisoner transportsystem. "She nodded. "I wish I could do that all the time with you two."Triss and me looked at each other. "We'll give you something to remember us by," I said."Blow his cock hard," I ordered. She smiled and bent down to Triss while I tried to get her jeans off again. She had parked more or less hidden in a corner, and the garage was quiet around this time, but the thought of getting seen at any moment excited me. When I finally peeled the tight pants down her butt, she was already munching happily at.