The man walks to the she following the woman, he looks down at her bottom to which seems like its hugging her skirt. He was cleary turned on, he was able to make out a shape and size and within moments he realized he was not listening to a word she had said. She turns and looks at him, it takes him a few seconds to act like he was looking at the floor and he raises his head up and smiles, the woman suspecting he was checking her out opens the door of the she and invites him in. “My husband usually keeps the tools here” she says slowly. The man smiles and thanks her as he starts looking around for a wrench within moments the woman was quickly backing into him. The man confused grabs her waist and looks around to see what had freightened her. Clearly embarrassed the woman says “sorry i thought that was a mouse” she says pointing at the used brillo pad on the ground. The man lets out a low chuckle and lets go of her waist, still on the man the woman feels her neighbors hard cock pressed against her bottom, and her body goes cold and quickly warm again as she moves away from him and apologizes again, he smiles and nods as if he were dismissing the matter.
At this point he doesnt care about the tools anymore he only cares about feeling her lips on his body, the humid shed caused sweat to form and bead off his forehead, the woman stares at his perfectly chisled forearm and she starts to day dream, she imagined the man thrusting against her women parts in a slow but firm manner, she starts to blush as the world around her starts to slow down she begins to wonder why his penis was even hard in the first place