Anything for my princess.”“Anything, huh?”“Mhm.”“Answer me this question. You didn’t forget about the condom. Why did you lie?”“How ...do you know that I’m lying?”If there was one thing that I knew, it was that Randy could never lie to me when I was being cute and sexy. So I decided to be cute and sexy. I slowly sat up, still butt naked, and I got on top of Randy. I was kissing his neck and moving my ass back and forth on his crotch. Moaning in his ear. Running my hands on his manly chest. He was. He was so much hotter today than usual. This was better, definitely. She slid her hands up, tangling her fingers in the springy hair on his chest. Under her right palm, she could feel the solid thump of his heart. God bless laudanum, her fantasies were usually not this detailed, or this thrilling. ‘More,’ she insisted. ‘Take all the clothes off.’ ‘What about you?’ he asked, voice hoarse, but he moved to shuck his coat. Oh, that was right, she was still dressed. How strange, she wasn’t cold in. Based on the escapades he had with some of the women here in this complex he thought they too liked having sex.Dinner that night at the complex was nothing to get excited about. The entries were a fried chicken leg and thigh with a potato casserole or spaghetti and meatballs. Paul opted for the spaghetti and meatballs. He sat at a table with three ladies that he had done repairs for. They were nice and funny but the looks they were giving Paul made him feel that he was prime meat that was on. Just as it reached its depth, I felt her clench on both hands and she started to shake. She was panting hard and gasping and then her whole body tensed and she pushed back at me.“Oh, fuck! Fuck!” she cried as her orgasm swept over her.I pulled my fingers and thumb from her and picked up the bottle of lube. I poured plenty over her bum and on my forefinger. Slowly, I pressed this against her hole until it popped in. Another gasp and pause. I pushed this finger slowly, all the way in and back.