Not so much a ‘Tom Boy’, but certainly not girly. She also had a gleam in the eye that captured ones imagination.Sexually, I first became aware of... her a few months before when she was cleaning the kitchen floor. Kneeling on all fours, I could not help but get a glimpse down her top. She was wearing a loose fitting and threadbare vest and cotton shorts; possibly a brothers hand me down and way too big. I came from the dining room into the kitchen and she looked up as I looked down.Being so. I made sure she wasn't injured, but I didn't feel her, How did I know it was a her, she smiled at me. All us unattached women have a connection.I stopped at the cafe on the square and told my waitress friend to report the cat, but not to be any any hurry. "She might just wander out of town again," I suggested.All day Sunday I searched for Steve McQueen movies to download. It was as good a way to spend a 'recovery' Sunday as any. By evening I had found and watched two movies and eaten a frozen. The heat is taxing and causing me to feel very lazy. I managed to stay a little cool with the use of several fans. If it wasn't for the wait on the repair man I would have left hours ago. Maybe I could get lucky and a hot repair women would show up. With nothing to do but wait, I am starting to feel a little horny. I decide to rest a bit, hoping I might find some comfort. I remove all of my clothing and throw the covers from the bed. I place one of the fans as close as I could to the bed in an. By her gentle moans, I guess I found him.“Yeah, I know,” she said. I was so hard, I couldn’t control myself. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear “Lie down, I’m going to fuck you.” She looked genuinely surprised, but nodded. She wriggled back into our hiding spot, turned around and faced me. I’ve got to move quickly, if that teacher leaves I’ve got nothing. I undo my jeans, fumbling on the button. I’m so nervous. I do my best to be quiet, pulling down my pants. God, my dick is so hard it.