“It was the best fuck I’ve ever had,” she confessed, “and I want more.”~~~She arrived home just as I was leaving for work.“Did you have a ...ood time?” I asked her.“That doesn’t even begin to describe it,” she answered, “I’ll tell you all about it this evening.”That evening Carla described her session with Bobby in detail. It turned me on to hear it, the more she talked the harder my cock got.“I’d love to watch you two,” I told her.“Yes, that’s the plan going forward,” she replied, “Bobby wants. I asked him topour me a drink. He brought it through and I sipped it appreciatively.Steve had brought himself a soft drink but he was quite agitateddrinking it. I soon discovered the reason when he blurted out 'Should Itry on the dress I bought today?'I wanted to say no but it did make sense that if it was not right wecould go and change it. 'You think you deserve that after your behaviourthis afternoon?' I waited but Steve just stared at the floor. I sighed'In future there will be no more of. I remember thinking she resembled some sort of dog, the kind they say "...so ugly it's cute". Well, you know what they say happens to girls at closing time. A couple of hours later, my friend Chuck comes over to the table with a drop-dead gorgous brunette and along with her was the dog-faced chick. Her name was Louise. She sat down next to me and we started to talk, I can't remember about what. By this time, I had downed a few and I was easier to please than earlier in the evening, and the. Was this because she wanted to protect me from myself, ensure the commitments we had made with Barbara about red lines, or because she had never seen anyone naked mowing grass before? Whatever the reason, the suggestion made me take myself, and my proud, erect penis, over to the mower, and lift it on to the lawn.Once there, I again bent over as suggestively as I could, checked the petrol level, topped it up, primed the motor, and pulled the cord, bringing the mower to life. The actual mowing,.