Then he carefully made his way over old frozen ruts and fresh snow until he reached the steps and rail up to the wooden sidewalk.He was tall, I notice...d, very thin and walked with a pronounced limp, favoring his right leg. Then he removed his goggles and shook off the snow into the street. He climbed the five steps one at a time, left foot first and dragging his right after, then leading with his left again. When he reached the top, he lifted his face, seeing me for the first time in the. "Where are you going?" I asked, trying to sound nonchalant while I watched her pick a coral blue dress from the closet and hold it up for scrutiny."Going clubbing with a couple of friends," she answered as she shimmied into the short dress. "I'd invite you, but it's over 21 only," she added as she walked into the living room, holding her shoes."What do you think?" she asked. I was about to tell her she looked gorgeous when she added, "bra or no bra?"While I was still trying to process the. He worked construction, had his own crew. Gary was tall, thin with white hair that was thining too. His hands were chapped from rough work, his face weathered and tanned from outdoor labor. He wore a small white mustache and his voice seemed too soft for his rough exterior. The most interesting thing about him was his eyes, They were a dark brown, soft and kind. I felt like I could trust him.As the time wore on he kept buying me beer. By last call he offered to take me home, I was in no. The little tug on my hair sends a moan over his throbbing cock; making him moan with a little shiver of delight. There’s hesitance on his part as he reluctantly withdraws from my mouth a minute later and pulls me to my feet. Every last object on his desk is sent flying to the floor. Jason’s eyes darken as he grasps my wrists and shoves me down with a grunt of anger. I try to squirm away, but he has me firmly in place as he frees one of his hands. The gaze we share is intense as he pulls his tie.