Rattattat, the knock at the door broke her daydream, it was old Tom, and he had in his hand a postcard taken from the village post office window. “A...` misses, I know this’n, an he`s OK “he rasped. “un lived with en`s old mother till er turned er toes up a year or too by, e`s lookin fer a job ter keep`n okoopied” the old chap had exhausted his rush of words and stood twiddling his cap nervously. Ursula took the card and read it carefully, HANDY MAN it read, TIDY WORKER, and the name TIM WILKS. But just before I could sit, he held me tightly.He tied my hands to the rod on the upper seat with handcuffs. I was now facing the seats tied up, and my husband was behind my back. He then took a kerchief and blindfolded me. He then came close to me and started roughly mauling my soft boobs over my T-shirt.This made my nipples hard, which he found out and started pinching them, making me shriek out loud. As I let out a shriek, I heard some footsteps outside our cabin as if they were going to. It’s pretty typical. We each have our own patio section with separating fence-like walls, but no rear fences. What’s a little different about our building is we are on the edge of the group of similar condos and open onto a small park rather than the backside of another set of condos. As a result, a few times in spring or summer, we seven tend to have impromptu gatherings. No special occasion, just a little gathering. Some food, drink, and lots of conversation. We all shift some furniture. Well I guess we always could but now we know he's cool with it. I even helped him shave his legs! Ha ha isn't that awesome! He likes to stay smooth, he says."My mind flashed back to his cock. He was gay? And why didn't he say anything... So much information came to me this morning. I was exhausted. Apparently I looked it too cause Suze called me on it. "You look tired Uncle. Why don't you lie down," She stood up and put her arm around me, her breasts pressing into my shoulder. "and have you're.