After all, it wasn’t as if I knew her or had to work or go to school with her, so who cared? She wasn’t especially attractive, but no dog, either....She was a brunette with slight curls and soft, white skin that had a few freckles, but not enough to write home about. When I showed up, there really was only one thing on my mind, so as long as her looks didn’t make achieving that objective impossible, I was ready for anything, even a whale. I walked right in, handed her a swig of whiskey, and began. I'd be happy to give her some help in the basement. I quickly showered to get the sweat, dirt, and cut grass off of me, and to grab the condoms. I stuffed a couple in my pocket, and headed over to Janet's."Mrs. Cooke?" I called out as I stuck my head in."I'm down here," she said. I heard her voice come from the basement. I raced down there. She was standing next to the couch, and I went up to her, gave her a hug and a kiss. She kissed me back, and then pushed me away. "We have work to do," she. " "Yes we do. What happened next?" Laughing, I said, "You're getting to be as bad as me." "And you're getting to be as bad as me." "Because of Maureen?" "And Amy and Mel." "It's not a contest. You have an overwhelming lead in quantity." "True, but you may have me in quality." "Interesting, I hadn't considered that." "Amy and Mel are special." "Yes they are. I remind you, you now have Abby, Mark and Bobby." "I do. Maybe someday we can all be together." "That would be fun. I hope it can happen. My cock was wedged down in between her butt cheeks. As I looked over her body, remembering the previous night's love making, I began to become aroused. No, I thought to myself, this is her morning to sleep in, it's only six o'clock. I carefully slipped my arm out from under her pillow and as gently as possible, got out of bed. I found my shorts on the floor where she had thrown them. I left the room closing the door behind me. As I walked down the hall on my way to the kitchen, I glanced into.