She knew they could not keep this up indefinitely. Robert was bound to find out sooner or later. They had already had a close call and it was only goo... fortune that had saved them. She and Daniel had discovered the laundry room a week or so ago. The clothes washer vibrated strongly when in the rinse cycle and when Gwen bent at the waist and lay across the top of the washer with Daniel entering her from the rear the combination of entry, thrusting and the vibrations of the washer brought them. I don't know if she was pissed because I didn't actually fuck her, or was embarrassed by what happened, or what. Maybe she really did have go to her grandmother's. I'm left with kind of mixed feelings because I've always wanted to fuck Dawn, but we didn't really go all the way. On the other hand, that was just about the most intense orgasm I ever had. I think it was good for her, too.oo000ooThat fucking Homer called me up out of the blue and asked me out to dinner. I haven't thought about him. In that window, there was an old Radio Shack TRS-80 computer, what the nerds used to call a ‘Trash-80.’ There was also an Atari computer and one of the early ‘luggable’ portable computers, with the little 8 inch green-screen CRT lit up, and the blinking cursor after the ‘A>,:’ Well, maybe not the 21st century, but at least the late 20th. It occurred to Jack that this street had the biggest collection of repair shops he had ever seen. There was a shop on these two blocks that could repair. I put my hands on her shoulders, then slid my right hand down into her blouse and under her bra, grabbing her breast and tweaking her nipple.“I like that,” she whispered, “you should do that more often.”I kissed her neck and slid my other hand past the waist of her jeans and under her panties and down to her slit. My middle finger invaded her labia and probed for her entrance. She quickly got wet enough for my finger to enter up to the first knuckle while I cupped her crotch. She spread her.