There he was, his beautiful face supporting the biggest, widest, cheekiest grin ever! He didn’t say a word, we both had to stay silent, his wife was...in the next room to him and my husband was downstairs. I grinned back, and watched his face as I slowly began to strip for him. I undid the top button of my jeans and pulled the zip down, wiggled out of them and then kicked them to the side with one of my already bare feet. Then without breaking eye contact I undid each button of my blouse, slowly. The one area was working on three different types of small motors. They had them bolted into a bare frame with no front, sides, or seat. They would start them, and then run them around outside using a kids remote control car hand held unit. They had one of the units, with the engine enclosed, idling outside the doors to the shop, testing to see how it did at idle for long periods of time.In another shop, I found Jeff working with some people who were mixing fiberglass with other materials. Jeff. His member was semi-erect already, and she gave it a gentle squeeze. "It appears that I'm over dressed." She commented breaking the kiss and sliding past him through the door.Once inside, he grabbed her from behind scooping her up in his arms, and headed for the upstairs. She was like a feather in his arms, she felt safe, and sexy, and lustful. Once they entered the upstairs loft, he laid her down gently on the bed, stood, and removed his robe.His now erect cock stood straight out almost a full. I can get another. No arguments from me,” said Marshall. Through his haze of anger did he really see Sandra winking at him? What’d that mean? “Give me the keys and start down the block. Don’t look back if you know what’s good for you. I’ve got friends watching you right now and a wrong move is really gonna hurt. Trust me.” “Oh, I do,” said Marshall. “Just leave the lady alone.” “She’s mighty pretty. Maybe she’d like a ride. You want a ride, lady?” Again, the wink. “I can show you more fun than.