"Claire wrapped her arm around her daughter's waist and pulled her towardher for a hug. "The three of us have a lot to talk about, darling. Ithink we'...e going to be up for a while."The world of the 1980s had brought changes for both Melissa and Claire.After almost a decade as manager of the local bank, Melissa had abruptlylost her job when the hometown institution had been sold to a regionalbanking chain two years earlier. She had been replaced by a young manjust a few years out of college. "I. I need to be... Fuck hurry up... My patience is wearing thin doing this high maintenance bitch a favour. I put the punctured tyre and tools in the boot when I am finished. Keys!!! I don't think so .. Until you say Please sir, may I have my keys. This woman is fucking me off, she needs to learn a lesson.Just give me the keys i'm in a hurryShe reaches to my pocket I grab her wrist spin her around put her arm behind her back and walk her off the road in to the crop field. My other hand reaches. "Yeah, they both came to me, hinting around for advice, and I might have let slip that you are crazy horny after a workout, and that you're a sucker for a sob story. After that, it was just a matter of time." You set this up?" I asked.She pulled at my shorts, dropping them to the ground and freeing my raging cock. "Set it up? Me? I just gave them a nudge in the right direction." She started stroking me as she continued. "I'm not super excited about sharing this with anyone, but I suppose it's. This time he put me in the passenger seat of my car. He pulled a blindfold out of his pocket and placed it over my eyes. He warned me that I’m not to touch it. I heard him go back inside the house for a minute. Then he came back and got behind the wheel of my car.Today I remained fully dressed as we drove through town. He didn’t even grope my pussy. For some reason, though, the secrecy, the blindfold, his silence, it all combined to turn me on without a word, without even a touch.I’m not sure.