Tanya finished her video call.
“You’re looking very business like, very efficient,” I said. “What are you wearing underneath?” I asked, knowing the answer.
She swung around towards me and lifted the hem of her dress. “Always ready, Sir,” she giggled as she stood up and twirled to give me a good view of her pussy and magnificent arse.
“Fucking gorgeous,” said a voice from the computer.
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“It’s hot,” Meg wriggled provocatively in the tight fitting top and waved her skirt around flashing her long legs and showing a glimpse of her white panties.
“That’s better,” she lifted the skirt high and sat back, legs apart. “A bit of air round the pussy always helps.”
There’s nothing better than coffee and the feeling of a well placed hand on my arse to get me moving in the morning.
Looking back to the summer from the cold days of winter when a nude woman builder appeared at Hardend. She didn’t get a lot of work done but it was fun to watch.