Her eyes locked in on my penis.“Nice dick. Or should I say pussy?” as she broke out laughing. I may have smirked but before I could laugh along, s...he was busy pulling the bottoms up to my waist, tightening the knots over each hip. I felt the fabric tighten up on my ass as she tied the strings tighter. The fabric was covering most of my ass but the bottom of my cheeks was exposed a bit. It felt incredibly sexy. I started to turn to look in the mirror but with no warning, Missy’s hand reached. Anyway we often chatted and I noticed she often come up to me to chat when I’m in my swimming shorts, and I’m sure she flirted with her eyes and body, I’m older guy but do get the odd look from younger ladies sometimes, which is a real turn on for me.Then one day after my swim we were talking, and she was really flirting with me and she said in conversation that she was finished her shift in half an hour, so I got the courage to ask her if I could buy her a coffee, and she said ok.So we had a. It...it makes me feel sexy.” Angela said in an almost whisper. Ironically she felt less and less in control of her faculties in the presence of Janet now.“You're used to getting your own way aren't you”“Yesss.”“Mmmm, indeed. I know exactly what you mean.”, Janet replied and moved in toward Angela, grazing her lips against her own very briefly then moved away.Angela felt herself driven wild with lust by Janet, she tried again to move in closer to seal her lips in a more passionate kiss but again. My first since last Sunday, it was a pleasure to watch the boys in the highchairs eating little bits of eggs, bacon and scrapple. They loved Sugar Smacks.After breakfast we went to Morton Field to see the second pour that Jake’s crew was doing. I expected to see the new pour next to the one done Thursday; it was not. It was on the far end. Other crews were digging for the next pours and welders were putting rebar together; two more trenches scattered along the new tarmac pad.I did not.