I make no bones about it, I strip her with my eyes as walks towards me, my eyes hot on her crutch.‘Do you know me?’ she asks.‘Not yet,’ I say.... ‘But I want to.’We fool around with the chit chat for a couple minutes but we both know what we want – and that we are going to get it. I love that feeling.She got into the car and we took off. It’s a two seater and the hood was down. Her legs were stretched out in front and slightly parted, her hair was dark, and she looked straight at me as she lifted. I just got upset because it’s so easy for you and so hard for me.”“You’ve got that backwards,” I said. “You’re the one with guys panting after you all over the place. Girls don’t rush up to me and beg me to ask them out on a date.”“All those guys want to do is see me like this,” she said. “And all those girls are worried that if they do go out with you they’ll want to do naughty things.”“Yeah, right,” I said.“You said guys talk to you about me,” she said.“Yes.”“Well girls talk to me about you,. ..Ginny had moved in for a month, and she and my wife Laura had taken every chance they could get to eat each other out, or finger fuck each other, and I wasn't getting any of it. Even my boy even made a comment about how chummy the two ladies were getting. I'd fucked Ginny on that last business trip, but didn't get a chance to do anything since she moved in, because we didn't want it to get weird when our son was home. Anyway, a opportunity presented itself. Before I went into business, I. Finally I placed my sawhorse outside the van door. Well the idea had firmed up and Maxine was going to be late home I decided."Hey Maxine," I called out, "It will be quicker if you give me a hand to load the tools and we can be on our way."Still bitching about her damned TV programme she undid her seat belt, opened the door and started to get out. A sharp shriek filled the barn as I grabbed the back of her head and threw her off balance over the sawhorse. As she doubled up over the sawhorse I.