How long did he plan on keeping me like this she began to wonder. She guessed that it was about twenty minutes since the last time she felt his touch.... She felt herself moan on the inside. The yearning for his lips on hers, his hand gripping her skin or his fingers entering her with the amount of force he wanted. Using the amount of pressure he knew she needed with each thrust.She felt her juices wet her thighs while she thought of his touch. The wooden chair seat began to glisten with her. The second mudding would be done Monday morning and the final sanding and touch up on Tuesday.Outside, the masons must have worked until dark and started at first light because the bricks were almost to the trusses. Some of the masons were now working on the walkways that were also to be brick.On the roof the roofers were starting to put down slate, of all things. I had wondered why the trusses were on 12 inch centers and the reason for two layers of plywood. Now I knew it was because slate was. My son has asked me twice, 'Where is this going?' and I have told him that I was unsure. There is a powerful attraction between us. You're gorgeous, intelligent, and comfortable to be around..."She said, "But."I nodded. "But, how do our lives as we live them mesh? I don't think I'm cut out to be your consort. On the other hand, living in a small town is not something I think you would like over time. There are limits of many kinds. Your type of career doesn't work down there simply because the. I was there before Elaine came, so she had no idea I was up.When Elaine arrived Jan met her at the door in her running shorts and loose fitting t-shirt with no bra underneath. Elaine came in and after the customary pleasantries were exchanged, she raised her own t-shirt and began to nurse Jan. At first all I knew was that they were quiet in the breakfast nook, and after awhile I thought that they had left.I came in to get a second cup of java and saw a trail of clothes, leading to the breakfast.