Get Franks help

Michele looked for Frank through at his presumed routine for the new surroundings. She searched all of down stairs only finding signs of recent Frank use, but with no Frank. There was a few dishes in the sink from a light snack and a newspaper on the dining room counter. There was even a mug of empty coffee on the table next to the lazy boy in the living room.

She sighed when she saw no coaster to go with the mug. The mug was taken to the kitchen as she proceeded to wash it with the other plates. By the time she was done the water temperature was just before scolding her. Wow this place really does have some good heaters. Michelle felt the tell tell signs of sweat forming on her body.

Michelle ignored the sweat and decided to trudge onward to wherever Frank was. The second level was a good place to start her search again. 'Maybe he already got in and is waiting for me to '... an image of herself impaled on his cock cowboy style fully nude save for the socks entered her feebling mind. The more she tried to deny the image the more it turned into a short clip of herself bouncing up and down with her face of sexual bliss and her clean shaven pussy being points of focus.

Michelle looked on for Frank even with the gif running in her head. She felt a bit horny now that sex was actually involved instead of just the shaved images from earlier. 'Strange,' she thought to herself now that she sees herself in action in her head that being shaved is a little more accepting.

Room after room was opened and closed in her search all the while the clip never ended. The film only stopped when a noise was heard in the guest bedroom. She was sure it was him. The feeling of relief washed her body as she took stock of how he would see her as she opened the door.

By the time the door was open she figured her white shirt from earlier is now clinging to her body with beads of sweat running down her forehead and into cleavage from the coats natural tautness. Her nipples were giving the film a standing ovation and they rubbed the coat since she didn't feel the clingy dress shirt moving.

Frank was indeed in the room putting the stuff away. Frank continued unfazed by the sudden opening of the door. Either he didn't hear it or doesn't care. He didn't even acknowledge her presence in the room. Michelle had the drop on him. The one room with the least amount of stuff to be put away. She was thankful that he was helping, but not that he choose this room.

Since there was no response from him. She decided to make the first move. She angrily walked up to him and lightly pushed his shoulder. "You had to start where the least could be done, huh?" Michelle said as she put her hands on her hips. Her face changed instantly from scorn to embarrassment at herself for not checking earlier through out the jaunts in the house.

She expected her hands to land on coat, but instead it landed on slicked flesh. She had fractions of a second to feel her hem around her front and back. The coat wasn't nearly as long as was supposed to have been. The shirt was also raised due to sweat and the motions of the search. That was expected. The coat was heavy and felt like there should be more material but there wasn't. It ended just as her hairy mound began. Of course she felt it and it was slick with sweat. The ass a lost cause completely on display.

In a last ditch effort she pulled her dress shirt down totally forgetting it was a buttoned up shirt with tails. Her shirt ended up framing her hairy pussy instead of hiding it. and to make matters worse she could feel a chill on her nipples.

Frank was fully turned save for his head. She used that moment to shift her gaze downward to her breasts. It made her more embarrassed and it also made her realize her folly with down bellow. She saw her nipples alright and the one button of her blouse that could be seen. Her only hope was that the coat was enough to cover her nipples. She new if he got closer they would be seen.