I got home during the late afternoon. Marcia was back from the mall so the two of us washed my car. We squirted and splashed each other with water and played grab ass. By the time we finished we were both pretty turned on. We were both breathing hard. I had a hard-on for my sister. Marcia's breasts and pebble hard nipples were visible through her soaked t-shirt.
After dinner, Marcia got ready for her date and Dad and I washed his and Mom's cars. I watched TV, until bedtime, with Mom and Dad. After I got into bed I stroked my dick and remembered how great it was to be sucking Kenny's big cock while Eva fucked herself and me by riding up and down on my cock. I fell asleep with a big hard-on in my hand and a wish for a big cock in my mouth.
Sunday morning's are pretty relaxed. Mom takes a break and everyone fends for themselves for breakfast. I was scrambling a couple of eggs when Marcia came into the kitchen.
"Boy, you're up early, Gary."
"So are you. Would you like some eggs?"
"Sure. What else are you having?"
"Just toast and juice. How was your date?"
O.K., I guess."
"You guess? Who'd you go out with?"
'Joey."
"Chuck's brother?"
"Yes."
"I didn't know you were dating him."
"This was the first time. He asked a couple of weeks ago if I would like to go to the amusement park with him and some other kids."
"Did you have a good time?"
"It was crowded and hot and dusty, but it was O.K. There's something I'd like to talk about with you some time."
The toast popped up just as I spooned the eggs onto two plates. "You want to talk now?"
"No. Later. It's kind of personal. And private."
Part of the Sunday newspaper was on the table so we read it while we ate. After breakfast I helped Dad with a bunch of yard work. After Sunday dinner, we all just kicked back and relaxed. I called Bubbie and told him about my job. I gave him the number of the cell phone that I carried at work.
On Monday morning Sandy was at the office when I arrived. She was dressed in jeans and a long sleeved shirt.
"Good morning, Gary. I thought I would go over with you to the house. I want to see how much clean up and fix up needs to be done."
"As I remember, the yard was pretty much a mess."
"I suspect the inside of the house and the garage is too."
I drove the company truck and Sandy followed in her car. The garage was full of old lumber and other trash. The main floor of the house wasn't too bad, just some trash and a couple of pieces of old furniture. The basement was another story. There were at least two mattress and box spring sets and a lot of broken glass and garbage. After looking things over Sandy ordered a large mobile trash bin.
"I think I'll get started in the yard first so we can get around without breaking a leg."
"Good idea, Gary. As soon as I make this call, I'll come out and help you for awhile."
I got the shovel and rake out of the truck and began raking and shoveling stuff into piles.
Sandy came out of the house. "The bin will be here around eleven."
"We sure could use a wheel barrow to haul this junk to the bin."
"Well, let's go buy one."
I took some of the tool boxes out of the truck to make room for the wheel barrow. Sandy helped carry them into the house. After locking the house, we drove to a home supply store. We located the wheel barrows. Each time we tried out a different one, Sandy would stand close to me or she would touch my hands and arms. We settled on a large lawn cart with two big wheels. It was easy to push or pull and unload and balance wasn't a problem.
The cart was unassembled. On the way back to the house, we stopped at a service station and inflated the cart tires. Again, Sandy touched me as she helped me. At the house we unloaded the cart. Sandy unlocked the house and I got the tools so we could assemble the cart. She held the handles and so on steady as I tightened the bolts. The trash bin arrived just as we finished assembling the cart.
Sandy raked and I loaded and hauled yard trash to the bin until lunch time. She surprised me by getting a small cooler out of her car. I got my sack lunch. We ate lunch in the shade of an old tree. We worked together until mid-afternoon when Sandy decided to head back to the office. She certainly wasn't afraid of work and she smelled really good when she worked up a sweat.
While I was putting the tools away and locking up, the cell phone rang. When I answered it, I was surprised to find myself talking with Gord.
"Sorry to bother you at work, Gary. I talked with Ernie, er, Coach, this morning and he gave me your work cell phone number after he told me about your job."
"Er, that's O.K., Gord. I'm just putting stuff away for the night."
"The reason I'm calling is to ask if you might be able to come over to our house for a little cookout tomorrow evening. I've told my wife about you and she really wants to meet you."
"Uh, yes, I can do that."
"That's great, Gary. See you about sixish then?"
"Uh, O.K. Thanks for the invitation."
After I hung up, I wondered how much Gord had told his wife. I wondered if he told her how I had sucked his dick until it was hard so he could fuck me and blow a big load of cum up my ass.
That evening, I told Mom that I wouldn't be eating dinner at home the next evening because a friend of Coach's was having a cookout and that I had been invited.
The next morning Sandy was again ready to work at the house. This time she got her cooler and rode with me in the truck. We decided to tackle the basement. It was a job getting the mattresses and box springs up the basement steps. It turned out there were two sets for a double bed and several old twin bed mattresses in the pile.
