I looked to Chet and he was flushed in the face, I glanced down and saw the hardness in his pants.I reached down and start rubbing his erection throug...h his pants, and he started breathing hard. He looked me in the eyes and I smiled back and he groaned. I started rubbing harder and I could feel him wobbling in the knees.“ Like my friends?” , I asked impishly　“ Oh yes”, Chet groaned　“ Like watching them get …fucked?” , I said with heavy emphasis on ‘fucked’“ Oh yes” , Chet said wobbling some. Within her garage, hours later, I was cleaning off the shovel and pick before returning them to their rightful spot when Mrs. Harrison opened the inner door to her garage and smiled gently at me. "Good work again Ben." Thanks Mrs. Harrison." Can I pay you next week?"Of course she can, she always paid me at the end of each month for the sum total of my work. "Sure." I was finished with my tools and stood facing her, in all my winter bundled glory.Mrs. Harrison smiled again then turned as if she. I can feel your hardness already – tucked between my thighs. I push the duvet off our bodies, and let my arm fall over your body. I put my hand on your ass, pulling you in my direction, desperate to have you as close to me as possible. My hand wanders down over your hip, sliding between our bodies to find your hardness. I wrap my hand around your shaft, sliding up and down until you’re fully hard for me. I feel your hand drifting down over my hip my thigh and curving round to the underside. I guess so," I said. Jesus, she looked pretty at that moment—and—sexy. I wanted her even though I knew she still had his spunk inside of her."You're not hurt? Oh, heck, of course you're hurt. I mean seeing me—us—like that. I am very sorry for that, Rog, sincerely." I nodded. "Anything I can do—well, just ask. I mean it." I do have a question," I said."Yes?" How is your doing him going to affect us?" I said. "I mean..." It won't affect us at all on my account, Rog. I know I made a mistake. I.