Their rib cushions were suddenly shaping into each other as Tanya’s chest charmers were sweeping over Pauline’s curvaceous contoured cream jugs.Th...ir guys came into the kitchen…looking for a beer…half time in the game…but the real game was on directly in front of them…hooter hustling heaven…as their full breasted wives were playfully titty slapping each other.It’s the great thing about guys and opportunistic sex…theirs is not to reason why: just make sure they join in before it finishes without. It didn't seem to work; she didn't come after me, and I wound up with a lot of hard work and no lemonade. Then one day, as I was pushing the lawn mower in the July heat, she came out onto the lawn with a glass of lemonade. I didn't see her coming. She approached me from behind, put her hand on my bare shoulder and I started. I turned to her and she smiled beautifully at me. I took the lemonade, thanking her for it, and I drank it down in a long swallow. She then said that she wanted me to come. Lara lashed out with her foot, smashing it into the knife wielders knee cap. "And who—" He cried out in pain and stumbled forward. Lara drove her palm into his chin. He fell and she turned to face the remaining two men. "—is Mr. Williams?"The nunchaku wielder said nothing, just charged her and lashed out with his flail. Lara jumped back, avoiding his blows. It would only take one strike to take her out of this fight, and then he would be free to have his 'fun'.She could see the bruiser with the. ” I asked, getting fairly excited.“This weekend?”“I’m good with that.”I started to get excited and forgot about any other plans I had made or committed to. I checked my calendar and made sure no one would have an excuse to come over to my place. I thought about what I would do with her for the weekend, not completely understanding what I was getting myself into. I wanted to leave soon to clean up the condo making sure she would find it up to par. Not knowing if she was a neat freak or a mess.