I guess she was excited about getting out! She looked hot! She wore her curls down and they flowed off her shoulders. She wore little makeup and he... natural beauty was radiant. She had on a sleeveless dark blue skin-tight cocktail dress cut above the knee and black boots that came up just past the knees. She wasn't wearing a bra, as usual, and the cool evening air (and maybe the excitement of getting out) caused her nipples to poke at the stretchy material. She had a little black shawl to. He told them to meet him at the airport. Marty knew now he was up to no good. If he only knew!Later Mike called with numbers on the house which was a little high but explained the reasons. Tom made a quick check with Marty and told him to start. “Mike make sure permits are pulled and no problems,” said Tom and got his account number and transferred a down payment. Mike was impressed and ready to go. Mike was told not to cut corners and if not sure run it by one of them.I don’t know whether. ” she smiled at me, flipping up her skirt to show me her lovely shaved cunt once more to make her point.“Shit,” I grumbled knowing I'd have to hold off on vagina sex already for the next week anyways, so I conceded. “Alright. Make me a list of anything else you need me to get.”“Already done,” she giggled cutely and pulled out a piece of paper from behind her back. Of course she already knew I couldn’t refuse her, or her feminine charms. I took the paper and put on some actual jeans instead. Stan glanced at Anne, who seemed momentarily unsure. But then she clearly made her mind up about something. Stan made note to ask, later. Anne moved into Tom’s arms, and the two moved off. Tom looked more than a little pleased! Stan shook himself and took Pamela’s arms. The young chestnut haired lady flowed close into him, whispered, ‘Thank you Stan. He was trying it on again.’ And then they took the required stance and began dancing properly. Stan found himself relaxing into the movement.