"I don't suppose you have another bed," I asked, knowing that I was probably pushing my luck."One oughta'' be fine," he said, eyeing my daughter. Her ...et tee shirt accentuated her nubile curves.I cleared my throat and replied nervously, "You don't understand: Carol's my daughter." No business of mine," he said as he left us alone in the barn.For a long moment, Carol and I stood awkwardly in place, our clothes dripping from the rain. It was a rather humorous situation. But the thought of. Some guys just seemed to have all the luck and Brad was right there at the top of the list. For whatever reason, Brad looked up from his mowing just before turning around to make another pass. Since the back door to the porch was standing wide open he had no trouble at all seeing me standing there, and even if he noticed that I’d been staring at his crotch, he didn’t acknowledge it. He just gave a small smile and a wave before spinning the mower around to head the other way. And since he was. Leave it to Andrew to show up unannounced when I least expect him, just when I’m about to start feeling sorry for myself. He never fails to cheer me up. ‘So what brings you to my door on a Saturday morning?’ ‘Oh, you know how it is. I ran out of willing ladies and was hoping you’d introduce me to a few more of your friends.’ ‘Yeah, right. You could get all the action you wanted, if you wanted it. I’ve seen the way women, including my mom, fawn over you. Besides, you wouldn’t want my friends. Chandice looked over herself in the mirror and she fluffed out her raven colored hair. At twenty-nine she could say she a nice body. Slim and taught stomach, c-cup breasts, and a nice round ass. Her dark chocolate skin was smooth and free of wrinkles, and her light brown eyes made men stare into them. That damn motor, it was making her bare nipples harden, and her pussy start to moisten her light blue panties. Chandice walked into the bedroom and looked out the window to the lawn below. .