When we left I asked the wife how much she saw and she said you could see everything. I told her I was sorry I didn't think about it and she said well... its too late now, then said she must not have minded too much since she kept coming back holding the ladder and didn't say anything. I thought about it and since her mom had been widowed for about six years figured she was right. When we got home we both started getting ready to go out. I was ready first and was about to leave and the wife called. I knew I wasn't going to last long, especially after a sight like that! With that one thought on my mind, I didn't hold anything back from her. I fucked her as hard as I could, trying to get as deep as possible, while biting her neck and milking her breasts, despite nothing coming out from them. Her moans and her magnificent jiggling ass made me pound her even more, moving her around the stall slowly, considering I wanted to see her work a bit for my cock. She kept moaning my name, grabbing. The black highlighted both the paleness of her skin and her hair colour. She sashayed away towards the melee. Harriet quickly freshened up and sought out the mysterious woman who had struck such a sensual chord but she could find no trace of her. The sight, scent and sound of the woman remained with Harriet for the rest of the day. The 'red-head' had both disturbed and excited her. As an adult, Harriet had never experienced an intimate bond or sexual relationship between herself and another. "Squeaker, please lower the soundlevel," she requested.When it was at a moderate level Otter asked, "Are you getting ready fora date that I should know about?" It isn't a date Momma," she was still blushing."Ok, it isn't a date. What else were you planning to wear?" Umm, I'm not really sure yet," answered Field Mouse."But Mouse, I thought you had picked out the Skirt and top hanging onthe closet door, with those four inch high heeled boots," suppliedSqueaker. Her eyes darted to the almost.