You are two hours later than I had hoped. If you help me get this stuff inside and secured, I might be able to give you a tip like you have only dream...ed of having!” It was almost 3:00. This was my last trip of the day and lots of times recently I have just driven the work truck home and swapped it out on Sunday. Looking into her feisty blue eyes and sexy pink lips with two rows of sexy white teeth behind them… “Okay, show me what I need to do and we will see what we can do.” She smiled, turned. She’d curled herself up into a tiny ball in the middle of the bed, wrapped herself around the bunched up duvet as if she actually had someone to comfort her. He couldn’t resist brushing a few stray strands of her long, black hair away from her watery spring green eyes. She looked up – staring right through him – and glanced at the window. It was closed, yet her mind still rationalised his touch as a draft. He sighed, wishing he could wrap her in his arms and for her to know that he was there. “You want to slap my tits?” she teased. “Huh? Tough guy? Like this?” And she gave her own breast some decent little smacks.That was it.“Oh God!” I shouted as my cock shot my hot cum deep inside her. I dropped down on my elbows, I couldn’t hold myself up anymore. Mel finished herself off with her hand and arm still trapped under my stomach. I felt the convulsions from her sex emanate through her pussy walls as she came. I fell completely on top of her as my cock drained itself of cum. Mel. It was already past six, and I was preparing dinner as usual, my son Peter was sleeping over at his friend’s house, while my husband was working late again and my son Brian was out with his friends. Not even did the clock strike seven that I heard a bang coming from the door, I went toward the door to see my son Brian angry and slamming the door again, before I even was able to ask him what was going on he ran up to his room. I followed him upstairs and knocked on his door asking him what had.