She sat down for a moment, then got up, checked out the window to make sure the man had left and went upstairs to change her wet clothes. She spent t...e rest of the morning and most of the afternoon in the darkness of her living room while the storm raged outside. She found herself mulling over the fact that the man would be back to fix her electrical box. She contemplated the idea of running next door when the storm let up and call the electric company that sent him out and request another. Her tits flopped out and she cupped them in her hands. As I would learn later, Leslie never wore a bra if she didn't have to.Now, I've seen women's breasts before, but even I was impressed with these beauties. Soft and firm, they sat perkily on her chest, just begging to be sucked and caressed. After that Dave sort of forgot that I was there. He grabbed Leslie by the waist and started off. I pretended to keep reading, but kept my eyes on the action on Leslie's bed. She tore off her clothes. “Like it smooth”I said something neutral and stripped off my pants. “Nice tatts” He said, looking at the designs on my bottom and arms.“Thanks”. I wasn’t used to this kind of direct talk, and felt excited as I headed to the sauna. After a while, he came in and sat beside me. He wasn’t wearing a towel and his cock was semi-hard against his thigh.“Least it’s a bit warmer in here, eh? Bit cold outside. First time?”“Yes,” I replied. He nodded and asked my name. Then he asked me what I did for a. I imagined that was how she looked when she was only thirteen or so.The other moms sat down as well. Anger and hurt was engraved on their faces.“Look, ladies, we need another member of the Bitches Club. I think this woman should be divorced and not involved with a man. If she has a child, he should be about our ages. She should be someone you could all get along with as well. Clear?”All four mothers nodded in agreement. Janet continued to massage her magnificent mammaries with my hands.“Any.