- You know, I'm not on birth control. She said and stared me in the eyes.- Why the fuck not? I mean, you're an incredibly hot 30 year old. You must be...getting laid all the time. I said and inspected her body even more.- Shh you're making me blush. She said and looked at the ground.- Oh well, are we going to get anything to eat? I asked her and gave her a kiss.- Yes, what would Mr like? She asked me and kissed me back.- How about pizza? I suggested and bit her lip carefully. - Just because. So, we went in and Kent prepared some drinks and we all sat down while music played in the background. I was sitting next to Kent and Roy was on a chair on the side just letting the events play by themselves. Kent continued complimenting my looks and caressing my thighs and breast through my dress and I was melting underneath it.My husband asked Kent where was the restroom and excused himself. With him gone Kent reached around my waist and pulled me toward him and kiss me deeply. I returned. His face was calloused, dirty and tanned from what I could guess wouldbe from many days of working in the hot sun. But, I was drawn to hispiercing blue eyes, which assured me almost that he could do no wrongand no evil intent lay behind them. He was clothed in blue overalls withlong white sleeves from his thermal shirt he was wearing under itstretching to his hands. These overalls were faded blue, bearing freshdirt stains from what I could infer would be from what he was doingoutside. . Her hand slipped inside them to cup his hard cock, her first. ‘God woman,’ he hissed through clinched teeth. ‘Do that again and I won’t even make it inside of you before I come.’ He gathered her small hands in one of his large ones as he pushed her back towards the leather sofa against the far room, ‘We’ll make it to my room for round two,’ he promised. She felt the cool leather against the back of her knees as she toppled backwards. The comfortable softness cushioned her fall, she landed.