I looked at the occupants of the cars and trucks and wondered about their thoughts and their destinations.With a sigh, I reached for the shirt on top ...of the pile of laundry that waited to be ironed and folded, then I saw her. Traffic had come to a halt again at the red light and her car had stopped right beneath my window. Through her open roof, I noticed she wasn't looking at the traffic light but instead, her head was bent backwards and she was looking straight up, apparently without. ...... I'm too stunned to even speak but finally ask "whywould you want me?" "Dear you're a great cook, attentive to the guests,and the centerpiece of attention and conversation in case you haven'tnoticed." My number went into both the woman's cell phones and afterthey left Tom told me they were loaded and would pay well - but the onehusband will probably want something extra and tip well for it.Anyway we past half time, and I finally sit as my feet and calves areaching from walking miles in. Finally the morning came when Doug told her to meet him again, she was torn,but finally decided to go meet him,she put on one of her frilly sun dresses, for some reason hoping he would aprove he was waiting for her this time, he was standing beside his truck as she pulled up he walked to her window and bent to look at her, reached in and grabbed her hair"your 5 minutes late bitch,but at least your here and all dolled up for me like s good little slut, now follow me and dont get lost" he got. Ryans handfrom the bathroomcounter and snugged them aroung my hips. Ryan leaned closer to me and pressed his lips hard against mine. I think I hear him moan my name as our tongues slide against eachother. He makes me so hot. He hand slides from my hips down to my ass. More, I think to myself. More. Ryan isnt like the other men Ive been with. he doesnt treat me like a delicate flower, hes rough, and I love it. His hand grasps my ass making me whine inbetween plesurefull kisses. To the bed? he.