Why dont we put something on? No. Lets go as we are. Even if no one sees us, it will feel a little bit naughty. OK? OK. We dropped Angie off and retur...ed home without incident. To make room for Sluts desk, etc we spent an hour moving some unwanted furniture from my office to the storage in the garage, then took a shower together and went to bed early. We had a gentle fuck, taking our time, then fell asleep. Some time later I felt the bed move as someone got in with us, but I did not wake up. The area was so beautiful that I wondered why the hell I didn’t live here, but then again a one and a half-hour drive to work would probably kill me. The 91 and then the 55 in the morning. What a nightmare.“Why did you choose to live here?” I asked.“The rent is cheap and it’s only twelve miles to work.”“No, it’s not. I write policies for this zip code. Even the renter’s insurance policies are through the roof.”“There was a fire at my complex a few years before I moved there. No one wants to. ”“I had intended that, yes. But a lot has changed since then.”“Oh shit! You and Stephie are committed? You’re getting engaged?” she said, her voice full of despair.“Jennifer Lynn Block! Don’t you think I would have told you about that?”“No, I don’t! You sure as hell didn’t tell me about getting engaged to Kara!”I blew out a long breath and leaned back against the wall. She was right. I hadn’t said anything to her beforehand. She had every right to think that was the problem. I was being a total. I get in my truck and head to the address of the house. In the town were the couple lived at, there was a ton of hot girls outside. I knock at the door, the lady that opened up the door was a very pretty bbw. She had sky blue eyes, blond hair and a perfect bbw body with massive tits. I caught my composure and said: “Hi, I’m Randy from Carson’s pool cleaning. ” She said: “Hi, I’m Ms. James.” Ms James took me to the pool to clean it. Then, her husband.