It had been as perfect an evening as I could have hoped for, except for the damn dishes. Darlene is a great cook, but she still hates doing dishes. I ...irmly took her to the kitchen, but tonight her idea of helping was to hand me a dish and then caress my breast as she went for the next one. One by one my blouse buttons came loose and soon her fingers were tunneling under my bra to play with my rapidly hardening nipples. I was determined to get the dishes done before we started screwing, but it. "The exterior walls of the old bank were constructed out of 12" limestone blocks so a big percentage of the plumbing and wiring were inside the room instead of in the walls. This wasn't so great for esthetics but it made it much easier for Garrett to pull the old wiring and plumbing out. He carefully saved all the old pipe and wire for later recycling. The copper wire would bring a good price and would help with expenses. After he tore out all the pipes and wires he could reach he built wooden. I think I'm being DDoSed." The more he explained things to me the more it sounded deadly close to the things that I know someone would do. A hand runs through my hair and tugs at the ends. "I swear to god I didn't tell him to do anything," I mutter more to myself. The anger in his tone grows, "Are you fucking kidding me?! You did the last time we had a huge fight! This time we have an even bigger one. I tell I'm gonna ruin you, then here comes this shit." "That's what you've been hell bent on,. She was hot and wet. My index finger pressed against her pussy lips and entered slightly. Rubbing her clit and pushing in and out of her pussy caused her hips to push and thrash around on the couch. She was gasping and suddenly her hips arched upwards and she climaxed. As she came down from her climax, I continued to gently stroke her pussy lips. Her breathing returned to normal. I got up and moved between her legs to pull down her slacks and panties. She grabbed my hands and wouldn’t let me..