Jenny stuck her thumbs in the sides of her coveralls and guided the garment down past her hips. It puddled around her ankles. She raised her feet one ...at a time and stepped out of it.Jenny was down to her long sleeved men's shirt. The shirttails covered her legs down to her mid-thighs. Jenny had no options left but to undo the blue work shirt. She started at the top and worked her way down. When she had opened the last button, it hung open. The men could see the expanse of skin between her. "Well, obviously there are things that satisfy me more directly," I said, jacking him off a little bit faster. He grunted as his breath quickened. "But I like seeing and experiencing a man's unequivocal desire for me in the flesh." That's what I like about playing with women's pussies," he confessed."What do you like about touching mine?" I asked boldly."Well," he said, shifting himself out of my grip, spreading my legs open, and positioning his face in front of my cunt, "I like how it's. I have to ask my mom if it’s okay.’ My stomach dropped. I knew with my luck her parents would say no. I heard her mom talking from the kitchen. ‘Gloria, Dad and I heard Joey from the kitchen. It’s okay with us as long as his parents are going.’ I couldn’t believe my ears. I don’t know what came over me but I leaned forward and took Gloria in my arms and kissed her. When I realized what I had done, I quickly backed up and apologized. ‘No apology necessary, I liked it,’ smiled Gloria. That was. I was just waiting on you to get here. So we can begin right away."I grabbed a couple of plates, and we went about serving ourselves from the stove and counter. Clarissa had slow-cooked a pork loin in her secret combination of spices. She also steamed some broccoli and garlic bread. With our plates loaded up, we went to the table and took our usual seats across from one another. The meal was excellent, and we talked about our workdays just like an old married couple would.After cleaning up.