" I'm not getting ahead any on what you've been paying me, Jimmy. My truck is ten years old, and that piece of crap Chevy we got for Katie barely runs...at all. We drive around in vehicles that could quit running at any time, and you give both those girls of yours almost new Mustangs. You hardly even know those girls, especially Dee, but you've already spent more on each of them this month than you've paid me for working my ass off for you for the past six months." We didn't get that car for. For now though he played the unwritten game that passed between them both, it had been lightly raining but Laura's blouse was soaked through and he could clearly see her nipples pushing onto the fabric. Once again she had put on her uniform and was braless."Come on Laura, buckle up. I want to get the dogs walked before it really buckets down".John glanced at her thighs as she fixed her seatbelt, that skirt was far too short he thought, but he secretly loved her revealing clothes, he could feel. He touched her, right where she was tingling the most, and she nearly screamed. His fingers were much bigger and stronger than her fingers and he seemed to know exactly where to put them. Oh, god, it feels so good, she thought, rising on her toes. Her thighs spread a little wider still. One of his fingers slipped past her panties, over her labia into her tight opening."Oh god," she cried. He pushed his finger deeper. She clenched her teeth and squealed. Her thighs tensed up and she had to hold. Thankfully, she stayed silent in my arms and was soon asleep. She felt different, lying there with me. Different from the times she fell asleep against me when we were watching movies. She was more comfortable, lighter almost, as if the weight she had just unloaded from her psyche had been a physical one. She looked, for the first time, truly content. *** Looking back, that weekend was the turning point in our relationship. Quite suddenly, everything and anything was open for discussion. We.