Pat and I left our Wives in the kitchen following this meeting. They were doing their own canning and freezing of what they had grown in their garden ...his summer. Gretchen and Petra had been surprised at the size and diversity of their personal garden.Pat and I went to the printing plant with our PDUs. We downloaded the pictures that we had taken of Uncle Frank's printing press and shop onto one of the computers, and then spent some time getting the composition just right for what we wanted to. I u*********sly stop looking at the shorts for a second as I watch- I can already feel my cock stirring as I admire the view. You suddenly grab another pair of pants and stand up- I look back down, but I don't think I did it in time. You don't say anything, though- you just hold the shorts out and look at them like you did the first pair, then hold then up to your waist like you can't tell if they're right. I kind of glance up at you and smile- " I hate this small-medium-large shit too" I say.. They spoke together about everything and nothing, just delighting in the company that they provided to each other. At a red light he pulled her to his face and kissed her lips and her nose. She caught her breath and smiled at him. She couldn't resist anymore and put her hands on his pants, slowly teasing his cock. Gasping, he smiled at her and relaxed, he knew that he had to find a quiet place, and fast. As he drove the car, he felt his cock rapidly get harder as she massaged it through his. I saw this as an opportunity. Gail liked to give random blow jobs, so I figured I'd take a random one. Her eyes were closed while she was pissing (she really must have had to go) so I walked up towards her and laid my dick on her lips. She opened her eyes quickly and looked up at me. "Oh, we're doing this here? Kinky. I like it." she said with a seductive smile before she started taking me in her mouth. While Gail was taking me in her mouth I reached down with one hand to pull her tits out of.