He said that he’ll buy the groceries and i just have to cook. It seemed fair and we finally agreed that I would make both dinner and breakfast for t...e next day. First day was normal. I cooked. He helped me. And we chatted a while. He asked me to come in the morning itself as the next day was a Saturday. I agreed and I left.The second day, his chimney in the kitchen was not working. I usually wore shorts and tee when in the apartment. He was helping me cut vegetables. All of a sudden he asked me. I live in a two-story home in a large, well regarded, residential subdivision of Abbotsville. The mature trees and hedge bordering my property provides a sense of privacy. The garage door automatically opens as the Montana turns into the driveway. As soon as the van enters, a light comes on. Once inside, the door automatically closes, gathering all the clothing and then going to the passenger door I open it for Cheyenne."Well, this is what I call home, Cheyenne. Do you need some help?" No,. "Hi, Rob..."In a heartbeat, Robbie was in my arms her lips mashed against mine."I guess you're not in trouble," I heard Tami say in an amused voice next to me as Robbie's tongue pushed deep into my mouth."It was so good," Robbie said when she finally came up for air.Dress rehearsal had been a disaster. Peter stepped on Susie's toes three times, and at one point was reciting dialog from act three while the rest of us were rehearsing act one. I wasn't much better, though I didn't step on anyone's. Both of them are well built and hairy and look at me with such lust I'm surprised I have any clothes left. In my fantasy I invite them in for a cup of coffee.But Bob and Ben have other things on their mind. Bob strips off down to his underpants. I am surprised by just how hairy he is and what an incredibly large bulge there is in his budget line shorts. I think Ben is slightly shocked by his workmate's behaviour but when he sees me cup a well manicured hand around Bob's big bulge he too strips.