Her fingers measured his swollen wand, then they sought his zipper. Rod was shaking, trying to figure out what was going on, when he felt her tug on h...s pants, then heard his zipper buzz down. His legs got a bit wobbly, so he leaned on the car to support himself. ‘Uhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!’ he groaned when the woman reached into his uniform pants and began caressing his cock with her soft, warm hand. ‘This can’t be happening!’ he thought. ‘I must be hallucinating!’ ‘My, my,’ the woman whispered, running. Lauren Mancuso was half-Irish, half-Portuguese, and a rather stunning mixture of olive skin and strawberry-blonde hair. I didn’t even know such a combo was possible, but apparently, it was at least for her. Her eyes were heterochromic, too, one being blue, the other green. Her wedding band was noticeably absent for the first time in years, which definitely caught my attention there.Well, married or not, I was gonna fuck her, that much I knew, as I removed her entire uniform in her frozen state.. I stood to one side and asked, "Who's there?" It's me. I want to talk." So, talk. We're listening." How can I trust you guys?" That's your problem." But..."I interrupted, "You have to make choices in life. We are not interested in shooting you except in self-defense. You started things off with a gun, not us. Now, if you want to talk, you can do it outside through the door or put your gun down and come through the door and join us for supper." Okay, I'm coming in." Your choice. Keep your hands. "He's just trying to unsettle..." He's unsettling me," Gina told her. "We need to rethink strategy, sister. We can't compete with the macho act, okay? But, I still think we can put him off with a little sexiness. I think you ought to strip." What? Aw, Hell..." Just your top, dummy. You can keep your bra on." Thanks," she replied, sarcastically. "Only cos you want to see me wrestling around half naked." Huh, who doesn't? Sabre'd have to be as bent as a hairpin if he doesn't come over all.