A good thing, too. He remembered Freia's mother at that age ... how randy she had gotten, their frequent makeout sessions in cars, resulting in pregna...cy and a much-too early marriage. Nord was only 35, having gotten married at 16 and they'd had Heath a few months later. Once married, they had found no reason to keep their hands off each other (or their genitals apart) and Van had been born a year later, followed by Freia the next fall.His wife had died shortly afterwards. Nord hadn't been. . washed, dried and put away ... it had been a particularly onerous chore, lasagna always burns to glass and it took a bit of work to scrape the cheese off the pan.“Consuelo? Where did the guys go?”“The garage,” she said, “To smoke.”“Vile nasty habit, I’m glad Hairy doesn’t.” I said, “Your truck is gone.”“Wonder where they went?” Consuelo said.I stepped out to the mud room, Edgar’s hat was gone. I opened the converted icebox with the GE compressor top and looked inside.“We’re out of beer,” I. He apologizes for interrupting my shower. He says he’ll just take a look around to see what needs to be done. I show him the circuit breaker and dash upstairs to put on some clothes. I go into my bathroom, which is adjacent to my bedroom. Lost in my thoughts and the wetness of my pussy, I don’t even hear the electrician come upstairs. I have my black lacy bra and black panties on (feeling a little sexy for a soccer mom) and realize I forgot my sundress. Thinking the electrician is still. .Fuck!’ This was all the turn-on I needed and as I felt her muscles clasp tightly around my cock as she came, everything else disappeared and I became my orgasm, became a singularity, a point of muscle and gushing life force as I came and came, deep inside her. We lay entwined in sweaty, sticky abandon for an eternity, then my face was clasped, turned, and Julia’s mouth, alive and sexy, was on mine. We broke for air eventually, and then I was on my back, Julia looking down at me.‘Come on,’ she.