Any way I was building up a sweat under the laundry cabinet, removing, resealing and then adjusting the pipes back in place. Tennille was passing me w...hat I needed. It was just very organized teamwork. I had no idea how frickin good she would be at body teamwork. In fact as pretty as she was; it hadn’t crossed my filthy mind to screw her, let alone mentally undress her. I mean she was my boy’s woman, his wife.Tennille had to have a look when the job was finished. The twenty-three year old lass. Here I am on a Sunday morning, wanting to get some work done, sitting in the CFO's office with the door closed watching her do a strip tease for me. The woman who is so square during work hours it's scary... Shit - this is scary."So?" She turns a slow spin.Thong underwear, jeez what next."I'm impressed, you have a very desirable body." How desirable?" "Show me." Lose the rest of your clothes and sit down on this side of the desk, and I'll show you"Her eyes widen - not expecting this or she's.... 30 on Friday to ‘talk about it.’I sent a letter by return, stating I understood, but it did not make it any easier. It did not help that her letters had dried up as well. I told her I could understand that, it took a lot longer to write a letter than to phone. I added that there seemed no end to this total separation. It was as if she did not want to see me.I told her that come what may, I would see her the coming weekend. I told her I needed to see her, and would go over on Saturday. Surely, I. We waited till we heard the water running, then we snuck into the bathroom. We both climbed into the shower with David. Grabbing a washcloth each and the soap, I washed his back from his neck to and including his balls while Becky washed his chest and his limp cock.When we were done, we turned the shower back on and turned David around as the water washed the soap off his body. Then we handed him a washcloth and the soap. After turning around, we bent over and spread our legs. It was his turn.