“Nothing much, he just asked you to concentrate on studies”, she replied. She looked very tired.“Why did this take an hour?” I asked.“We wer... talking about your future.”“Why did he ask us to go home?”“Because it was gonna take time. Why are you asking me so many questions?”, she shouted.“I just wanted to know what happened, that’s it.”“I told you everything, that’s it.”“My friends are going to stay here for 4 days.”“Why?”“It’s our semester holiday, just for fun”“Ok fine, your dad will also be. I'm a horny bitch. I want your cock up my ass—please!”“Very nice. I like an ass slut with manners.”Every muscle in her body was taut as she waited. She could hear the sound of the lube being opened again; imagined Tim stroking himself with it in preparation of fucking her.He slid his left hand along her side, over her hip. The tip of his cock nudged at her hole, and she whimpered, a little afraid and very, very turned on. She bit her lip anxiously.“Bear down.”She did, feeling intense pressure.. I hear his breath shorten and feel his legs tremble, I know he’s about to come, so I rub my clit harder up and down furiously, feeling the familiar rush of orgasm about to wash over me. His face muscles clench and he grunts loudly and I know he’s coming, spilling his creamy seed deep inside me. This flicks my switch and I feel my own powerful orgasm strike home. I’m gasping and grunting too, not caring who might be able to see, let alone hear me. We stay as we are for a moment, both taken aback. Anderson he was retiring and planning to move to Florida in his Motor Home. His house had been totally destroyed in the storm and he was just renting the building his firm was operating in. He told Mr. Anderson he was sure his one service man and one roving salesman could find another place to work. The salesman was on commission and the service man was on a contract agreement.Anderson Shipping Company had bought a big generator but getting it installed was another mater. All of the electrical.