I set my paper down, as I was too engrossed in the scenery to be able to concentrate on it. As I watched Randi, bend, stretch, and deal with her flowe...s, my cock started to come to attention.Randi was struggling with their garden hose, so I got up, and walked across the street to see if I could help her out. I spoke before I got to her, so I would not frighten her.“Randi can I be of assistance to you?” I said, and smiled, to assure her I was not here to attack her.You see, with my wife’s. ‘You could sit with me.’ Her voice softened. ‘I’m not so sure that’s such a good idea.’ He stated blankly. ‘What? So you can barge into my bathroom, jump into my shower, get me all hot and bothered, tuck me into bed and leave, just like that? You ask me if I need something and I’m telling you I need you stay with me and you won’t? Helluva guy.’ She replied, anger clouding her eyes. ‘It isn’t that. Dammit! If I stay here with you looking all hot and bothered and sweet and needy, I might ignore. I couldn’t help but notice her figure was far more attractive and sexy than the people used to talk. She had near perfect sizes 34-26-34. I was the center of jealousy of my colleagues but Sofia and I shared a professional relationship as I myself was a little apprehensive due to my boss being her father. One day I had a lot of work to do so I decided to extend my time in the office and Sofia followed suit. We worked till about 11 when I called for a coffee break to which she agreed as we were. But not with just any woman. I crave it with Lauren.“I won’t come unless I have permission from you,” I say as she slowly pulls her silk blouse over her head. She throws me her blouse and it lands on my lap.“Fold it,” she says.My fingers fumble with the blouse as I try not to stare too hard at her now bare chest. Apparently, the shirt she was in didn’t ask for a bra, which I’m not complaining about. She doesn’t say anything as I set the folded shirt next to me.“I won't touch you without.