Hank reached down and took her hand pulling her off the stool, he lead her over to stand in front of a full length oval mirror, standing behind her Ha...k slowly eased her hair up her chest so it brushed against her breasts and nipples, his hands smoothed down her arms to her hands, taking a hold of her hands he lifted them placing them on her breasts, his hands covering hers, gently he started to use her hands to caress her breasts. In the mirror Hank watched her small white teeth biting her. I tried to breathe evenly. My heart was pounding. I was excited by the idea but also afraid because he was a stranger. I heard him take a deep breath in, but it stopped and he didn’t say anything. He started again. ‘I mean, I’d like to get to know you. Not just use you for…’ I glanced up at him but looked back at my shoes. I giggled in spite of myself. He was probably the same age as me, twenty, or a little older. And he looked so intense and strong, but he was blushing and having trouble with. He was in heaven, his head leaned back and breathing heavily. His hands running through my hair. I was leaning up against him well enough to feel his cock wanting the attention. So I moved down his body following the treasure trail to his waistband. It wasn't a nervous feeling, but more of an excitement, as I wanted to know what I was about to unleash under his shorts.I stopped right by his waistband and looked up at this face. We made eye contact and he smirked. I moved my hands to either side. "Hi John," she greeted me."Hi Wendy, how's the shower?" Bliddy marvellous!" she exclaimed. "That no good man of mine brought all his mates back with him expecting to see me begging him to finish it off or the house flooded. Instead he got laughed at as they saw the work you'd done which I claimed was mine. He couldn't believe it, even when I described everything that you'd done and ended up in a right huff," she said winking."Well the reward was worth it," I said with a grin."Oh, I think I.