The two seemed to have reached an uneasy truce; they were obviously attracted to one another, but the man’s pride and his little problem were an ins...rmountable obstacle between them, it seemed. I pitched in on the building portion, while Janie and Joelle added their efforts to the sailmaking. We all put in a full morning’s work, feeling energized by the group purpose. By lunchtime we had made significant progress, and we had every hope we might be finished the next day. We broke for a meal. “What about you?”Lara smiled at me for a moment longer, before her face fell a bit. “Well, I called Julie, and she came over after some persuading. At first she was distant, just like we were not really ever friends. Then she started wanting to know about you and Heather.”“Oh. What did you say?”“Not much, don’t worry. But finally I did say that I thought she’d fucked up.”“And?”Lara sighed. “And she didn’t really like hearing that.”“So she left?”“No, actually she got mad for a bit, started. He crawls his way up my body, his fingers creeping there way to my dripping pussy as he probes at my entrance, his fingers slip inside as his mouth comes down on mine, kissing me deeply and slowly, and taking his time. His other hand pushes my legs wider apart allowing him to sink further into me. My moans are muffled by are kissing and I long to feel his cock inside me. He removes his fingers and runs his hand over my stomach and up to my check stroking my hair away from my face looking. He peered through the net curtains as she returned to his home, then groaned into the sofa as Mr. Briggs's hot tongue returned to licking his smooth hole.As soon as he closed the door, all he could think of was that beautiful arse bent up in the air on his sofa, Dropping the bags Mr. Briggs buried his bristled face between those soft pale cheeks, his tongue lapping long up his crack. "Between you and your Mum, I'm never going to go hungry."For the past week, just as Mr. Briggs had expected.