Adrian LeChance - Lonely wife

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Still hungering for love, Clay opened his mouth wide for the French kiss and when he tasted what Randi had carried to his mouth, he was thrilled. He had a mouthful of his own cum.

They swapped spit and cum for a long time. Randi slowly lowered herself to lay full out on top of the young man; they hugged each other close. Then they dove into the pool together to wash off.

CHAPTER SEVEN

BUSINESS PARTNERS

"Shall we go inside and have some iced tea and relax for a while, Clay?" Randi asked the young man.

"Sure Mrs. Wallace. I'd like some tea. Anything. Whatever you say or want is O.K. with me," Clay said.

Once inside Randi remembered that they had left their clothing, what little there was of it, out by the pool so she asked Clay to run out and pick up his cut offs and her bikini. Randi stood at the kitchen window and watched Clay walk across the yard, naked, to pick up their clothing and she smiled to herself. For a woman who had gone for so long without sex, she had suddenly managed to have two young men parading around with no clothes on in her back yard in two days. First Alex, now Clay.

As she stood there staring at the slender youth and thinking lewd thoughts about what was to come, Randi felt the faint heaviness in her groin area, the signal that she was getting ready again. In the midst of her day dreaming she was disturbed by the sound of the doorbell.

Randi dashed into the bedroom and grabbed a robe to cover herself long enough to answer the door and get rid of whoever it might be. She expected a census taker or a door to door salesman or the like but she was surprised when she opened the door to find a young man and a young women standing there.

"Yes? May I help you?" Randi asked.

"Hello, Ma'am, we're looking for Clay. Is he working for you today?" the young lady asked.

"Yes. Yes he is." Randi's mind reeled. She had no idea who these two were.

"I, well that is, yes, Clay is working for me. Will you wait here please. I'll call him for you." Randi closed the door and hurried to find Clay.

She rushed through the house and caught Clay cowering in the back door, still naked and carrying their clothing in his hand.

"Clay, quick, get dressed! There are some people at the front door asking for you!" Randi was nervous as hell.

Clay seemed rattled by the news too. He remembered that he'd left the note behind for his partners so they would know why he left the phone unattended. He slipped into his cut offs and ran his fingers through his hair.

Together they walked back to the front door, Randi trailing a little behind Clay. The flimsy robe she had picked up in her haste was far from adequate to cover her luscious curves and the material was so thin that a blind man could see through it. Randi was essentially nude despite the light robe. She held one arm across her boobs and tried to hold the front of the little robe pulled together.

Clay opened the door and was surprised to see Dave and Cindy, his partners in the Yard Care Service standing there.

"Hey, what brings you two over here?" he asked then.

"Hi Clay. We just came over to help you get finished up. We figured you must have a big job to get done or you wouldn't have left the phone the way you did. Can we come in?" It was Cindy speaking, but it was Dave who stared, straight at Randi. His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open.

Clay stepped back to allow the two friends to enter the house and as he did so he looked over his shoulder at Randi for confirmation that what he was doing was alright. Randi smiled half heartedly and nodded. She thought they might rush Clay back home and she would be left alone.

Dave and Cindy walked into the cool, darkened interior of the house and waited for an invitation to have a seat or for instructions to go into the back yard and help with work they thought Clay had been doing.

Dave spoke at last, "Clay, what did you need us to do to help you out here?" He never took his eyes from Randi. He was lapping up the sight of her in her see-through robe and he was responding physically to the sexy woman.

Cindy, uncertain how she should address the woman whose home they were in stood and smiled and tried to act like she was at ease.

It was Cindy who first realized what had been going on. She knew Clay well enough to know that he had not been doing yard work and she could tell from his disheveled hair that he'd probably had a tumble with the older woman who had been identified in the note as Mrs. Wallace.

Finally Randi remembered protocol and invited the new arrivals to have a seat. "Would you like something to drink? I have sodas, iced tea, beer. What can I get for you?"

Dave spoke first, "Gee, Mrs. Wallace, a beer sounds real good to me, how about you Clay, Cindy?"

"A beer would be nice," Cindy chimed in. Now she was staring at the woman and looking through the flimsy material. The realization that Mrs. Wallace was naked and her friend was wearing only his frayed cut offs made Cindy feel a funny little itch in her cunt. She crossed her legs together and squeezed the thigh muscles to stimulate herself a bit.

When Randi turned to Clay to ask what he would like to drink she realized that her young lover was embarrassed by the friends who had discovered him in seclusion with his employer.

"Clay, would you help me carry the drinks?" Randi smiled as she spoke.

Clay know he'd been rescued, if only temporarily, from having to explain himself and he gladly went into the kitchen with Randi.

Once they were out of earshot from Dave and Cindy, Randi asked Clay if he was going to have difficulty with his partners.

"No Mrs. Wallace. They know I've been here working," but as he said that Clay realized that for all the time he'd been away from the phone he'd produced very little work and as soon as Dave and Cindy saw how little he'd accomplished they would know he'd been having sex instead of working.

Then he asked, "What shall we tell them Mrs. Wallace."

"How about the truth?" Randi was thinking ahead already and she was the sexualist again, scheming and planning, thinking of how she might lure the next young stud into her bed.

"Oh, I don't think I can do that, Mrs. Wallace," Clay said. He appeared genuinely concerned about what they would think. He was an honest young man, but he wasn't into telling all the truth all the time; sometimes he remained quiet rather than tell all.

"Correct me if I'm wrong. Money is the issue here. Not who you have sex with. You kids are doing yard work for money to pay for your educations, right?" Randi's plan was about to be announced.

"Well yeah, that's the bottom line. We need to make money to buy books and pay tuition," Clay confirmed.

"All right. Leave it to me," Randi said and then took four beers from the refrigerator.

"What are you going to do Mrs. Wallace?" Clay inquired.

"Carry two of these beers and come with me. Keep quiet until I speak directly to you. I'll have you off the hook with Dave and Cindy in no time at all." Randi walked back into the living room carrying two beers; she was no longer trying to act modest. Now she let the robe flap open as she walked and the young couple who sat on her couch could see the brown bush of public hair with each step. The bottom of the robe was pushed back with each step she took and with each step her cunt was visible.

Cindy sat, staring at the patch of hair that was flashing into sight with her steps and Dave stared from the big tits to the exposed pussy. Her tits swayed with each step.

Clay followed, still the shy one, behind Randi and hoped that Mrs. Wallace that Mrs. Wallace knew what she was doing.

Randi handed the beers to Dave and Cindy and then indicated that Clay should have a seat too. She went into the bedroom and returned with her purse. Seating herself across from the three students she dug into her purse but the three hardly noticed her check book materialize.

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