I think that's all for now.

“Nope. I think that’s just about everything,” Spencer said going to stand up.

Danielle had tried everything she could think of to get Spencer to notice her. Short of climbing onto the desk and crawling over into his lap. It just wasn’t to be it seemed.

Spencer had noticed Danielle. He’d had to be blind not to. Well perhaps he had been blinded the last six years as he hadn’t been able to think of anyone sexually besides his departed wife. Now for some unknown reason he felt a stirring in his body. Blood pooled in his member where normally he felt no such attraction to another woman. Spencer could just picture bending Danielle over the desk, hiking her skirt up around her waist and plundering her from behind. He needed to get out of here and quickly.

Spencer scooped up the collection of papers that were his copies off Danielle’s desk and used them to surreptitiously cover the bulging in his trousers as he exited the bank branch. Holding the paper shield in place until he was able to get back inside his BMW and adjust himself so that his erection run stiffly down one leg and not threatened to burst its way out through his zipper. One of the draw backs of having a larger sized penis like Spencer did was that public erections were quite noticeable.

At least he had time for it to go away before he went and saw Karen McAdams. Spencer had a choice about what to do then. He could either go back to his farm house and get his tools or he could just head straight there now. Driving back home would mean he’d have everything to do the job properly if it was something he could do himself but would mean a second trip into Avonwick which he wasn’t keen to do. Deciding he would risk it, he swung the car around on the main street and started driving towards Karen’s house. She would surely have a screwdriver he could borrow at least and if he needed anything too serious, he could always nip home and get it then.

At Karen’s house, Spencer tried to ring the doorbell but found that wasn’t working too. Instead knocking loudly.

From deeper in the house he could hear Karen calling out, “On my way!” Karen in the same purple or lavender coloured dress answered the door beaming at seeing Spencer arriving on her doorstep so soon after seeing him this morning. “Well don’t you come quickly! I like such service in a man. I was just making sure I looked presentable for when you called.”

Spencer said his hellos after only seeing her an hour or so before hand. Karen showed him inside her house asking him is he’d like a drink or anything to which he refused as she brought him to the living room.

The light fixture she’d mentioned was hanging from the ceiling by a couple of screws that looked like they had simply come lose.

“You wouldn’t happen to have a screwdriver I could borrow? Save me driving back out of town,” Spencer asked as he consider what looked like a simple fix.

“I think I have one in the kitchen,” Karen told him before heading off to go get it.

Looking around Karen’s house was ordinary but slipping future into disrepair. If her ex-husband Larry wasn’t keeping up with her alimony like she said that might be one of the reasons the place was starting to fall apart. There wasn’t a man around to go the general maintenance a home needed.

“Found one,” Karen sung as she re-entered the living room hold the screwdriver aloft.

“Don’t suppose you have a step ladder too?” Spencer asked.

“No,” Karen said before adding, “but this little foot rest will help.”

Saying that Karen bent over, worse than Danielle had done at the bank and tried to drag it over to the centre of the room under the light. The way she was reaching under the piece of furniture to try and get a hold of it made her arse stand straight out. Her legs parted… his mind wandering… just as if he could come up behind her, grab her by the waist and grind his cock into her pussy…

“Here let me help you with thank,” Spencer said springing to help Karen. His hands gripped her by the hips, thumbs across the round curve of her ass and moved her to the side.

“Oow,” Karen let out a little moan when she felt Spencer’s hands on her.

The foot rest wasn't the best thing to stand on but it helped get up high enough to reach the ceiling. His feet however were sinking into the soft material of the cushion and making him wobble slightly. Worse was that seeing Karen bending over, so soon after Danielle, was causing him to start to grow some wood again. Spencer’s cock rising up the leg of his trousers and starting to bulge alarmingly.

Karen seeing Spencer’s Johnson start to form before her eyes came closer to get a better look as he screwed the screws back in as fast as he possibly could. The small step up wasn’t enough to get his cock to Karen’s eye level but she had her eyes on it none the less.

“Here let me help you,” she said as she touched his hips from the front, her fingers curling around to his behind just as his had done before.

“Karen, that’s alright!” Spencer tried to tell her but the way she was grabbing him was making him tip forward.

Losing balance Spencer fell forwards right on top of Karen McAdams. The pair of them crashed to the floor with Spencer pinning her to the ground with his weight. Karen’s skirt was too tight to allow her to spread apart her legs for Spencer just as she would have liked but still, they were parted with Spencer resting groin to groin. Karen trying to bring her heels to the backs of Spencer’s calves.

Spencer groaned. He was lying on top of this this very fit and attractive mother and his erect cock was pressing to her in a way he hadn’t felt for a long time. He didn’t want to get off her just yet.

“Sorry about that,” he said in a breathy voice.

“Oh, don’t apologise. I’m just glad I was here to catch your fall like this,” Karen told him, not in the slightest bit upset that she had just been fallen on.

“If only we had something softer to fall back on… Like a mattress,” Spencer said intriguingly.