.. my dad's going to kill me!" She said, calm given the circumstances."You might want to call him", I said."Ok... I will in a minute when I wake up." ...egan said."Lisa, what do you want anyways?" I asked"Oh... just gonna tell you I'm riding to school with Kevin, so don't wait for me. See you there, bye" Lisa said as she leftI got up and went to the drier... and it wasn't good. The clothes were still damp... the damned thing quit again."Ugh, Megan... the clothes didn't dry..." I said"What? " she. It was a short wait before a middle aged man emerged, wiping grease from his hands."Help you?" Yes, sir. If you're Mr. Newberg, the man over at the auto parts store recommended you. I need a replacement for the driver's side airbag on my truck and a place to do some repair work." Well, you've got the right man, let's take a look," the man said. "What do they call you?" Waylon Eckermann, sir," he answered as they walked toward his truck.Mr. Newberg cast a critical eye at the damage and Waylon. I had a bath and taken my time dressing, doing my make up fully, and looked at myself in the mirror, what a stunner I thought to myself. I spent a couple of hours walking about the house, feeling my stockings rubbing together and feeling my little willy growing as much as it could in my knickers. ‘Time for a wank’ I thought to myself and I went upstairs to the bedroom. I have always cum quickly so when I got time I often tied myself up so as to stop myself wanking and so I could dream. I knew that the sight of what he was doing to me was turning him on all the more. He let my cheek loose and then rubbed my now tender hole with what felt like this thick thumb. My husband fucked my hole with his thumb a few times. Plunging it in and then all the way out. When he stopped I thought I'd be feeling his cock next. He reached around the shower curtin to the medicine cabinet and got some lube. I could hear him pump it out onto his cock then he said,"Now I’m going to fuck that hot.