Nobody was ever around, except the construction crew, and they would be off work that day. The site had a nice picnic table for the construction crew ...o eat lunch, and I had told Vince about my hot fantasy involving him and that picnic table. Friday would be our day to turn my fantasy into unforgettable reality. We discussed all the details, and I had Vince go out there first, and I would give him time to prepare before I arrived. As arranged, when I got there, Vince was seated at the picnic. Behind a curtain of clear plastic strips was (the by now obligatory)heavy door leading to a stairwell. Unlike elsewhere, these were steelsteps with non-slip rubber coverings. A hallway at the top took me pastanonymous locked doors and eventually emerged in the lobby. Thereceptionist turned to me with that smile."Did you get gasoline?" she asked."Uh no. Was somebody supposed to come down and meet me?" Yes. There should have been," she said."Anyway, it's snowing really hard. I can't leave," I. Pass over some more oil”.With that, he poured oil into my ass hole, pulling my cheeks apart as he did.“Look at this Mark” he said, motioning his friend to take a closer look. “Fucking tight!”. “I’m jealous” said Natasha, the girl in the g-string. She joined the other two, as they peered closely intomy ass-hole, pulling it apart, enjoying its juiciness.I moved my legs apart slightly, then felt a finger tickling the edge of my anus, then slowly pushing deeper inside. The crowd had all gone quiet. Things settled to normal - whatever that was. We went to school, played with Lily, took walks outside enjoying the spring; and I worked whenever possible. If someone in the neighborhood didn't appreciate our young little family, they didn't let it show. Of course our pretty little Lily made it very difficult anyone not to like her. My aunty and Beth were ready to spoil her, just as good grandparents should, but on the other hand, they were terrified of her curiosity and speed, and she wasn't.