Then to bed. And absolutely no fireworks. For either of us. So that next Saturday, July sixth, I went to this really nice lingerie shop and start pi...king out hot outfits for me to wear, guaranteed to bring fireworks from my man, and a spectacular grand finale, too (I hoped). So I’m checking myself out in the store mirror, in a totally cute micro-miniskirt, red stocking, red garters, and matching red bra. And I notice this cute, older but hot, brunette woman checking me out. Now, I have never. "Well, I suppose I could stay this way if you stay the way you're dressed," she snickered.I smiled at her, leaned forward for a quick kiss and said, "It's a deal." Let's get to work, then, shall we?"So, I went back to spackling the walls as Alex sanded over the repairs. I was so enjoying watching her sand the walls smooth as her breasts jiggled and swayed with her movements.Soon, I was ready to paint and we put the tarp down and I got everything ready and Alex asked if she could paint around. She moaned loudly, still not releasing my cock from her mouth, and I could feel my first orgasm of the night building steadily. She moaned again, this time raising her hips a little, then back down. She repeated this a few times, trying to force Bryce’s fingers even deeper into her. Monica undoubtedly wanted a thick dick shoved deep into her love nest more than anything in the world at that moment, but my new young friend’s fingers would have to suffice for now. I watched her stomach contract. Messing with their tools, shaking their ladders. Remember that pickup? I let the brake out and popped it into neutral, just a little push and down the hill it rolled, right into the creek? Remember all those guys running after it, waving their arms? I about died laughing." It was pretty funny." And remember that Statey? He pulled some poor kid over for doing 95. Just as he was leaning into the window I pulled down his pants. Broad daylight and there was his fat ass, grinning at the traffic."His.