" I headed down to the fourth floor, to the radio transmitter.Nobody was talking when I got there. The radio, as usual, was silent except for a modera...e buzz of static. Ingmar showed up along with Harry, who was telling him what had happened."If the guy called you 'Carter, ' it's got to be somebody who has heard your broadcasts," Ingmar said."It could be... the people outside," I said."Talk, anyway," Ingmar said, "Just be careful what you say." THIS IS CARTER JOHNSON TRANSMITTING, OVER." I was. I just got the first one down when I saw a red minivan pull into the gas pump in front of my SUV. I looked out my front windshield as the driver side door to the minivan opened and out came a woman. She was wearing small white tennis shoes and a matching pink jogging outfit. She had the front of her sweat shirt top half zipped up. I could see a white shirt under her sweatshirt. She had pulled her sweat bottoms up to show off her sexy calves and legs. The lighting under the concrete. I thought heck, this is fine with me as I get to dick and lick this beautiful lady. We had a very hot sex session and it was still going when Nick got back home. In fact, Leeza was on her stomach and I was penetrating her from behind when hubby came in the room. He said something to Leeza like "I see you and big dick are still at it." Without missing a stroke and on the verge of letting my cum fill up her pussy, we both said something to the effect of that's what happens when you leave a naked. One of the young cashiers said hello as she always does. She was pricing tins today. She is about 25, tall and pretty, but she fails to do it for me. I find when I look at her very pleasant appearance, I fantasize about what her mother looks like. I want her to be older, and softer; mature. She didn't notice my cock but it would have been obvious enough, had she chosen to look there. this excited me, along with the thought of brushing past her, and just stroking her firm bottom with the very.