“Good.” She said, “I’ll go fix some lunch. You just take your bags to your room and relax or take a walk around the property and I’ll yell a...t’cha when it’s ready.” “OK” I said. I dropped the bags off in the room they always held for guests, grabbed my jacket and headed for the back door. The back door was a large glass door leading to the back porch where they had BBQ’s during the warmer months of the year. There were tables with chairs and a nice wooden cover my dad had built many years. I left a message for Vin. I had another job for him.He called that afternoon."Is there something I could help you with, Mr. Martin?" Yes. Vin. Would you go up to Chelmsford and watch the Company where my wife worked." What am I looking for?" I want you to note down the registration numbers of their goods vehicles. I doubt that you can get them all as they have about twenty five and they go all over the country. But if you could get a good proportion of them, that should suffice." Yes I can do. .. can't see your hand in front of your face dark, and drizzling rain and maybe a little sleet in the mix. The sea is rough as all get out and we still don't have a breeze."Wendy? What did you do?" I asked."I don't know," she complained.She ran below and grabbed our rain gear.I heard the kids."Mom? What did you do?" they both asked."Oh sure, blame me," she replied."Mom ... you're the one with the watch." Art said."Yeah, mom," Ink agreed.She came back to the wheel and took over while I put on my. I felt her tense up and make a small sound like she was pouting, I ran my fingers back down her sweet spot and rested my hand on her pussy. Her wetness and the heat from my hand was too much for her and Mandy started to hump my hand. I rubbed my thumb up and down her slippery slit, she moaned and then went rigid when I grazed her clit. I began to finger fuck her with my thumb on her love button and fingers working her into a sexual frenzy. Mandy arched her back, grabbed the sheets, and moaned.