Uh..no.

Both Janice and Ronnie had been over to the Lyons residence numerous times, so Janice knew her way easily. Their garage was directly connected to the house. So you either got in through the main door, which was shut at the moment, or via the door inside the house. She reached under the mat and pulled out the spare key. Mitchel and Gianna had told them where the key was in case of an emergency. Well..this was..sort of(?) an emergency.

Janice giddily skipped in. She could see feet hanging out from under a car, laying on a flatbed. That would be Mitchel.

Mitchel and Gianna were a good twenty years older than the younger couple, but they had hit it off very well. Janice had found always had a thing for older men, ever since high school, Most of her boyfriends had been college boys. That had only increased as she got older. Mitchel was a tall, burly man who often gave her mountain man vibes with his long hair, black beard and mustache. Which made her absolute day when he had hit on her at a shared grill, which led to him bending her over his kitchen counter for one of the best fucks of her life. They had maintained a discreet and passionate affair since.

She moved silently to where over to wear his legs stuck out from under the car. She quietly removed her panties, tossing them aside, and carefully stood brought a leg over each side of his body. Very carefully so she wouldn't startle him, she dinged the windshield three times with her fingernails, a signal they had established.

"Janice?" He moved the flatbed down, and as Janice planned, Mitchel found his face directly looking up her skirt. "..Yep."

"Hello, lover," Janice said, hands on her hips as she stood over his face.

"How was the vacation?" He asks with a smile.

"Fabulous," she answers, backing up so he can look at her face. She moves down so she was now over his lower body.

"You know you're only supposed to use that key for emergencies, right?" He asks, but there's no admonishment in his words.

Janice moved so she crouched over his lower legs. "But there was an emergency, Mitchel." She brought a hand-up up to rub across his jean-covered crotch. "It's been too long since I've seen your monster dick."

He sighed at her touch. "That..that's not an emergency Janice."

"Says you," she teases, working on his belt.

"Is Ronnie-?"

"Don't worry. We ran into Mary on the way in. She'll talk his ear off for awhile," she assures.