“Most people call me Ham now, short for Hamilton.”She nodded. “Is that because of Mike’s kids?” she asked.“Maybe a little, but mostly beca...se there’s three guys named Peter on the crew I work on,” I told her.“You’re back working construction?”“Sort of,” I said. “I install household automation in the houses as they’re being built. I run cable, set up the networks and test the systems.”“That sounds interesting,” she said, trying to be upbeat.I nodded. “The technology is amazing, but the work is. I couldn’t believe that I was going to have sex with a woman for the second time in my life. As my penis reached the pedals of her flower, small shocks of electricity coursed through my body. It felt good. No, make that, it felt really, REALLY good. As she lowered herself further, I felt the tip of my penis become enveloped by the walls of her flower. Her sweet nectar providing all that was needed for my stamen to journey through her tunnel. As she continued to lower herself down, I could. She immediately saw on his face what Myron was talking about. She got up off her knees and stood up a little wobbly. She began to strip her clothes off looking directly at Brock. She seemed to completely focus on him now. Myron had begin to long stroke his big slippery saliva coated cock as he watched Kathy strip down naked. She walked over in front of Brock and dropped to her knees in front of him. Completely naked her body was magnificent. Firm and well defined was every curve. She began. ‘On reflection,’ it suddenly occurred to me, ‘Fran is more fanciable than I thought. I can’t wait to try it out on her.’ I jumped to my feet, utterly appalled. How could such a thought have entered my mind? My lovely Fran was not like Connie and Kylie, she played by the rules (as I had always considered myself to do), and she had a great professional career ahead of her, doubtless with a nice middle-class husband and kids along the way. Horror swept over me that I should have contemplated even.