She’d been rubbing for at least five minutes before I got my eyes on her. I shot my wad on the side of the house within two more minutes and finally...came to my senses, and she was still going. Imagining the cops finding me there, with me in my underwear and spooge all over the side of the house under her window, I freaked out and ran for the front door. My heart was going a hundred miles an hour when I slipped into my room.And when the rushing in my ears finally calmed down, and I could hear. It sucked, but it was hideable. I still had to sort out mynails.First things first, I pulled the pantyhose the rest of the way off, whichfelt oddly nice as my hands skimmed down my newly shaved calves. Ishould have expected it, but I was still surprised when I got them off toreveal that I'd painted my toes as well. I looked down at my legs. Iwas a pretty slim guy, all my running paid off in some ways. And thehairless legs, ending in short feet each capped with small green toenailslooked. All of a sudden, a fantastic opportunity showed up. One of the City Councilors decided to retire and move to southern Florida. He thought that the winters in South Alabama were too severe for him at his advanced age (he was 57). Hell, the man was generally conceded to be an idiot, and the only reason that he was elected was that nobody else wanted such a thankless job. He barely ever got more than 10% of his ward's vote, but he won anyway because he was unopposed.Well, I found out that there. However, he has teenage sons living at home with him full-time and I share a house with my brother, so sometimes we have to go very long stretches without sex because we just can't get a private moment.We were nearing almost three weeks of one of these aforementioned long stretches one humid Saturday afternoon in August when we decided to take a drive to a neighbouring city about an hour and a half away, just for something to do. Being three weeks in, I was starting to get overwhelmed with the.