EXTRACT FOR
Spread 'Em Wide
(Ginny Watson)

Clara looked through the taxi window again, now she was just minutes away, and another more recent event pressed to the front of her mind.

She had quit work the year before, a contract had gone south and she felt responsible, her mind hadn't been on the job, she'd been distracted by the kinky urges that constantly teased her as she toured the country. But taking the means away didn't stop me she thought, being a stay at home wife proved equally perilous, especially when John decided to have the rear garden landscaped and paved.

Alone, and horny, Clara had watched the small team of hard muscled men as they excavated and constructed, behind her patio doors she debated constantly if she could? I couldn't really make it look like an accident she decided, walking past the open doors naked was pretty obvious, and probably a little cliché in flashing terms.

A week passed, and huge stacks of paving tiles arrived. Gavin, the youngest of the team was tasked with the tedious levelling and preparation of the site, and frequently Clara had watched the eighteen year old humping sacks or making the overloaded wheel barrow look like a child's toy.

"You look tired." she had said one afternoon, "I've just made tea, why don't you come in and take a break."

The youth had grinned and nodded, then he had suddenly flushed, Clara had selected her sheerest and most translucent blouse, staring into the mirror she had grinned as she noted that both nipples were clear to see, beautifully defined, there was no debate if they were on display or not. And the skirt she had selected, it was light and short, not slutty short, but still short enough that when she was seated a quick glance would swiftly and clearly confirm that she'd forgotten to wear panties.

She was ready to tease, he was alone, she was alone, and she knew that before his tea break was over he would have seen her naked and very wet cunt.

Gavin's first flush of embarrassment had made her shiver, he was signalling that he had seen her nipples, and his blush caused Clara to misjudge the lad. She was expecting the uncertainty and nervousness of youth to leave him shy and uncomfortable, but what met her as she returned with two mugs of tea made her gasp.

"I must say, you have great tits." he said bluntly with a cheeky wink, "And those nips, they really are big."

Stunned Clara had looked down at her display as she hunted for a response, he had taken away her control of the situation so easily.

"Thank you." she had replied, managing a weak smile as he moved closer and reaching out tugged the blouse so that he could get a better view.

"Yeah, great tits. Gotta admit, I've had a few dreams about these puppies recently... real nasty dreams."

Clara looked up, then gasped as with absolute confidence he began to unbutton. She looked down and watched his rough and dirty fingers as they deftly dealt with the fasteners, still silent and immobile she watched him peel the translucent fabric away before cupping each breast gently, then he had squeezed, and Clara had felt her knees trembling.