I could not texted back, because my phone batteries suddenly went dead. But then I left my office early and rushed to the garage before anything could...happen.When I walked in through the office door of the garage, the manager looked at me with those eyes that told me I was too late without saying a word…I went ahead and as I got to the half-glass door leading into the garage area, I saw my delicate sexy wife on all fours, naked, covered in sweat and grease while the main mechanic Jimmy had his. But hope you enjoy my experience here as well.Well it started out when my old man asked me if I wanted to go deer hunting with him in november for a long weekend. I was like hell yes, I wanted to get a chance to get my first deer and also shoot the 30 odd 6 I had for the kill. He said that the cabin he was using was his friends, and he had told him we could use it for the weekend until he came up the following monday. Dad said it was very very rustic. I mean like a 2 room cabin, no furnace,. I slid my hands under the back of her white t-shirt so that I could feel the skin on her back. There was no doubt now what was going to happen.I let go of her and pulled back from the kiss, she immediately pulled out my shirt front and pulled up my t-shirt over my head and shoulders. After it was removed she did the same thing to hers, I reached out and unsnapped the clasps on the front of her bra, right between her large breasts. I slipped the bra off of her shoulders and was just staring and. He supposed it did. At least, a lot of kids came up and wished Steve luck in the game. That was always nice.The football player looked at the flute headjoint and said, “So now you’re a member of the band.”“Not yet. I’m still learning to blow,” Danny said looking down at the headjoint in his hand.“You know that we can never be friends now. You’re a band person ... ugh! Football players are supposed to stuff band people in trashcans.”Danny looked at him as if to say, “Are you crazy? We both know.