Ryan, Taela & Shorty are handed a way out.
After installing the second tube, she momentarily lost her balance and suddenly lurched. I still was looking up her skirt. Thinking she was about to fall, I instinctively grabbed her leg. Above the knee.
"Watch it, buster," she snarled.
"That's what I was doing."
"What's what you were doing?" she asked indignantly.
"I was trying to watch it."
"Watch what?" she growled as she climbed down the ladder.
"The place between your legs."
"That's disgusting. You're nothing but a dirty old man."
"That's for sure. As a matter of fact, I've wanted to lick you there from the moment I first saw you."
"You're perverted. Go home."
When I got home, I recalled how nice it had been to see up Pat's skirt. I considered jacking off while the image was fresh in my mind. But I decided to wait, and work off my frustration by painting our deck chairs, a job I'd avoided for weeks.
I couldn't stop thinking of Pat. And each time I did, I got a hard-on. When the phone rang, it took me a minute or so before I could answer. It was Pat. "Bo, I apologize for what I said a while ago. Can you come over?"
"Sorry, I'm in the middle of painting. I'll come over when as I can. What's up?"
"I'll tell you when I see you."
Several hours later, Pat answered my knock and invited me in. I'm terribly sorry I called you perverted. And I've been wondering if you meant what you said when you were here."
"About looking up your dress? I sure did."
"No, not that. You said you'd like to lick me between my legs. Did you mean it?"
I got a hard-on as she told me about her sex life. She and Rick make love several times a week. Lucky guy. She loves fellatio. I really envied him. And she loves cunnilingus. He didn't like to lick her snatch and only rarely did so just to please her. Stupid bastard.
"You'll probably think I'm horrible, but I'd love to have you lick me while you're here. Will you?"
I got on my knees. "Just lift your skirt and I'll take off your panties."
"Oh, Bo," she said, "I'm more than ready." She took my hand. "But let's go in the bedroom."
When we were seated on the bed, she said, "I'm not wearing any panties." Although I didn't think it was possible, my penis got even harder.
My eyes were burning a hole through her clothes. "Let's get undressed," I urged. If we don't, my prick is going to bust open my zipper." She took off her skirt and blouse as I took off my clothes.
When she scooted back onto the bed, I reveled in her nakedness. "Jesus, Pat, your body's better looking than a lot of those I've seen in Playboy and Penthouse. And your nipples are so unbelievably suckable I hardly can wait to taste them."
"I'd love to have you suck my nipples, but right now I'd much rather have your mouth between my legs." She spread her thighs as I knelt and opened her cunt lips with my thumbs. She glistened wetly, invitingly. I couldn't believe I actually was looking at the delectable spot I had for years longed to see.
When I put my lips against her curl-covered pussy, I didn't know whether to kiss it, nibble it, lick it, probe it or suck it. I did all five. As she became even wetter, I moved my mouth to her firm clit and gently sucked. She tasted heavenly as she writhed against my face. When she came, she drenched my mouth with the most-wonderful-tasting warmth imaginable. I licked my fill, then moved beside her on the bed.
We both were breathing heavily in the aftermath of passion. I fondled one of her gorgeous nipples. Our eyes met, hot and intense. "What you just did was fantastic," she sighed. "That was the absolutely best orgasm I've had in a long time."
I hungrily sucked a nipple as she placed her hand around my prick and stroked it. "You're not circumcised," she said. "I like the way I can feel your foreskin slide back and forth over the knob. I want to look at you because I've never seen an uncircumcised cock."
She turned around so that her face was near my crotch.