I was becoming aware what it was about me that guys liked and I was enjoying the idea of toying with a shy boy like Alex, rather than some leary dick ...rom the seventh form. I undid another button and opened my blouse, so that he could see my cleavage. Alex’s face. He looked like a deer caught in the head-lights. I unfastened the button on my denim shorts for good measure and then slid my hand up the front of his jeans. There was a nice firm packet inside the front, where is hard on was. You'll have to take that up with your husband," replies the worker. "We're done here now anyway, so have a wonderful evening," he says with a nod. The other man snickers before trying to cover it up with a fake cough. They both make a hasty retreat down the stairs and Marilyn soon hears their van drive away.Marilyn walks up to the guest bedroom door and tries the knob, but it is locked. "What the fuck," Marilyn mutters to herself as she hears a car in the driveway. Thinking the workmen had. Her clenched eyes flew open as panic crossed her face. He mouth opened somewhat but no words escaped, she wanted to say something, not sure if it would be the dreaded “no” word I put more pressure on my hips, my dick crept a little further. Several times I retreated back and forth, not courageous enough to bury myself I noticed a distinct increase in the slime factor each time I dipped. The girl was lubing up for my grand entrance.Meanwhile Phil had undressed standing naked beside the bed. Benjamin looked hale and handsome having lost most of his pudginess. Melissa looked gorgeous and had become unmistakably a woman. She had us sit at the dining room table and fed us eggplant mousaka--a bit over spiced but delicious.At six the doorbell chimed. A tall thin African stood in a cheap suit and tie selling the word of god--a Jehovah's Witness. The timing made me skeptical and he proved me right. "I'm not interested," I said."Believe me," said the African suddenly sounding like a.