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During the winter months we decided to extend the patio cover to finish off the back yard. We arranged a couple of bid interviews, and began to discuss how the situations would go, trying to figure out something different than she’d done before, during our other projects.We settled on an approach that wasn’t as blatant as her previous episodes, but would reach the same conclusions, more or less. On the day the first estimator showed up she was totally clothed, wearing a nice sweater and slacks, with high heels. The guy came to the door and was taken to the living room and seated on the couch while they chatted. After she discussed her expectations for the cover, he showed her some photos that demonstrated roofing, trim, and the types of support she could pick from. I opened and closed the back door as though I was just entering the house. I called out to her and she replied that she was in the living room with the gentleman from the patio cover company. I walked in, shook his hand as she introduced us, and sat on the other end of the couch. I mentioned that she looked exceptionally nice, adding that I was a little surprised at her attire. She actually blushed as she told the guy that she normally wore little or nothing around the house. He nodded but didn’t react otherwise. He commented that he was sorry that his visit had forced her to dress differently than she normally preferred, and said that he could come back another time if that would help. She thanked him for his courtesy but said no, that she’d like to get something done about the patio cover. I perked up and said, “Are you easily embarassed or offended?” He hesitantly isvecbahis said that he was not overly sensitive about most things. I said that she could dress more comfortably if it wouldn’t be a problem for him, and then we could get on with the discussion. He said that would be fine with him, and as she stood up to go change she told him thank you for his consideration. She said she’d be back in a minute. When she’d left the room, he said that my wife seemed to be a very nice, very attractive lady. I thanked him, adding that, as she didn’t wear much around the house, that made it very pleasant for me. He laughed and said that he could see where that might be an advantage. As we sat there talking, she came back to join us. She was still wearing her high heels, but had taken off everything else and put on a lace beach jacket that had half-sleeves and covered her to mid-thigh. The lace pattern on the jacket was very open, which allowed the color of her nipples and the hair on her pussy to be quite apparent, if not in plain view. “Is this okay, or is it too much?” she asked as she stood in front of her chair. He looked her up and down, and said it was a great outfit as far as he was concerned. I just smiled at her and nodded my agreement. She grinned and asked if we’d like something to drink, then headed for the kitchen to get something for us. In a few minutes she returned with a tray of mugs filled with hot coffee, sweetener and cream. As she walked toward us, I noticed that the jacket had only one button fastened at waist level, and when she walked the front opened with each step far enough to flash her pussy. When I glanced isveçbahis giriş at our ‘friend’, he was definitely taking in the view. He turned to me and said, “If I had a lady hanging around my house, looking that good all the time, I would never get to work, and I would never get anything done around the house.” I grinned and Pat thanked him for the compliment. She told him that during the hotter part of the year, she probably wouldn’t be wearing anything, adding that the patio cover was going to save her from being broiled alive when she was outside. I said that when the lawn guys come by, we always get a great job and they take their time if she’s out there while they’re working. He chuckled, adding that he wished he’d come during the hot time of the year, ’cause he imagined that the ‘scenery’ would be spectacular. She thanked him again, then looked at me expectantly. I told her that I’d turn the thermostat down and she could do whatever she wanted, to be as comfortable as possible. She gave me her best innocent grin and said, “Are you sure?” “Why not,” I said, “it’s not like you haven’t done it before.” She said okay, so I went to the thermostat and turned the heat down. I went back and sat down as she stood up and unbuttoned the jacket, sliding it off her arms and tossing it over the back of the chair. She asked if either of us would like a refill on our coffee, and when we said sure, she walked out to the kitchen. He didn’t miss a jiggle of her ass as she walked away, nor a quiver of her tits when she returned with the coffee pot. When she’d served us, she went back to the kitchen, returning to sit in her chair where isveçbahis yeni giriş she pulled her left foot up, under her right knee. That, of course, gave him a great view of her pussy from about six feet away. He sat there staring at her for a minute or so, then told her she was absolutely gorgeous clothed, and that he had no words to describe how great she looked, nude. She told him that was good to hear, because she didn’t want to have to be miserable while the work was being done, “…unless that won’t be okay for some reason? My being naked?” He assured her that she could be naked anytime she wanted to, and that it would be okay when the patio cover was being installed. He finished his estimate, gave us our copy, and said he hoped to hear from us. I let him out the front door as she took the tray and mugs to the kitchen. I walked up to her and hugged her from behind, squeezing her tits and shoving my crotch into her ass. I told her that she was an amazing actress and that she’d carried off the whole thing to a T. She rubbed her ass against me and said that if she couldn’t get an Oscar for her performance, she’d settle for some cock – if I was up for that. She held onto the edge of the sink and I held onto her hips as I humped her pussy for the next few minutes until we both finished. Then we took a nap before the kids came home, and did it again when we woke up. The next guy who came over missed the boat entirely. He was nasty blunt with his comments and showed no hint of appreciation for what she did, or why, when she went to the lace jacket. We never got to the part where she served us because I told him he was an asshole and ordered him to leave the property. I can get real intense with guys who try to intimidate me, which he did, but most can’t handle what they try to dish out. I’d learned a long time ago that the dangerous ones didn’t talk.