A push mower sat in the driveway and Ricky could see a weed-whacker and assorted tools on the back of the truck. Not to interrupt he threw up his hand...when he saw her glance over. Ricky grabbed a Miller from the fridge and went upstairs to peek out the window. Mel and her new Yardman were walking the edge of her lawn. She’d stop, point out a shrub or flower, then move on. They disappeared to the other side of the house and then twenty minutes later, Ricky heard the mower fire up. He popped a. I put my elbows on my knees and leaned forward.“When’re ya goin’ back to the city?” I asked.“Sunday.”“Where’re ya stayin’?”“I got a house on the road to Geelong.”“A house? A whole fuckin’ house?”“It’s no biggie,” he replied, lookin’ uncomfortable.I wanted to tease him a bit, get back at him for wantin’ to fuck him and not bein’ able to.“No? But you have a flat in Carlton, too?”“Yeah. I only rent the flat.”“So what’s with the house?”“I inherited it from my granda’. It’s nothin’ special. Just an. “Eighteen.” he replied. Sukky thanked him for his help, and walked back out into the studio, where her “sub” was waiting. The shoot over she returned to the dressing room. She couldn’t get the straps undone, so she called around the door, to ask Mike to come and help her. He was only too happy. He unbuckled the straps. Sukky looked into his eyes as he did so, and lent forward and kissed him lightly on the lips. “Thanks.” She said, brushing her hand against his obvious erection. It was then. He was so fucking hot and I had waited so long that I couldn’t imagine ever wanting him to stop doing anything to me.He stood up and leaned his face close to mine. Before I could say anything, his tongue was dancing with mine. I could taste my own wetness in his mouth. I sucked it off his tongue and swallowed hard. He pulled me down the hallway and into the bedroom. He pushed me face down onto the bed and pulled me to the edge so that my feet were on the floor and I was bending over. He ran his.