The large island in the kitchen had been the last cabinet to be installed and now the granite top was in place. I surveyed the rooms to ensure the floor had been swept and cleaned before starting the flooring installation.

"Is everything ready for you?" 

I turned around to see Donna standing in the hallway.

"I think so," I replied. "Everything looks good."

"I hope this isn't a problem, but John had to go into work today and won't be here to help you," she said in an apologetic tone. "But I can give you a hand if that helps."

"That will be helpful," I said. "An extra set of hands can make it easier."

"I promise I'll do whatever you say," she said. "You just tell me what you want me to do."

"Hmmm, interesting," I said with a smirk. "Then you are hired."

She smiled and disappeared down the hallway. When she returned she had her hair in a ponytail and was now wearing a pair of faded jeans and a low-cut t-shirt. I told her to put on some shoes and she returned with a pair of sneakers on her bare feet.

I explained to her what my plan was and how I wanted the planks laid out. We laid out a few rows and I showed her how the flooring went together. I explained that the "tongue went into the groove" and helped lock the pieces together.

She giggled as she held the two pieces in her hands and put them together.

"Put the tongue in the groove.... he he he," she mumbled with a smirk.

"You like that, do you?" I asked.

She blushed and gave me a wry smile as she handed the boards back to me.

"I like the way it turns out, too" I said with a wink.

She looked down at floor bashfully and giggled again. "Put the tongue in the groove... that's funny."

I laughed and began getting the flooring installed. As I worked she brought additional planks and watched intently.

"I need you hold this in place for me," I said.

She knelt down in front of me and put her hands where I showed her. Her t-shirt bellowed open as she leaned in and allowed me an open view of her ample cleavage. I hesitated for a moment as I enjoyed the view before focusing on the work on hand. As we moved along she would put her hands down and lean in, and each time her shirt would open up and expose the valley of flesh underneath.

She gave me a wry smile as she stood up and stretched. She lifted her arms over her head, her shirt rising and exposing her lower belly above the jeans. She slowly twisted her upper body to the left and then the right, her breasts straining against the material and her curvy hips slightly undulating. With a little moan she brought her arms down and put her hands on hips.

I gazed at her openly, my eyes travelling her body as she stood in front of me. She flashed a smile before turning around and walking to the stack of flooring. My eyes followed the gentle sway of her hips. She glanced over her shoulder at me as she bent over to pick up the planks and her shapely ass filled my view. 

I pulled my eyes away and began to focus on my work as she laid out the planks in front of me. After completing a few rows it was time for a break. I stood and stretched as she disappeared down the hallway and returned with two cans of beer.

"Here," she offered as she handed me a can.

"Thanks," I replied as I leaned against the island and twisted my torso to loosen up the muscles.

"You must get sore muscles doing that all day long." 

I chuckled. "Yeah, get pretty stiff and sore at times."

"Turn around and I can rub your back for you," she offered.

"Sure," I responded.

I turned around and put my elbows on the counter top as I arched by back slightly. I felt her hands on my back, tentative and gentle.

"Oh yeah," I groaned as her fingers began to work the sore muscles.

I felt her hands begin to travel further up my back to my shoulders and neck, massaging the tight muscles and working the knots out. Soon they were moving over my upper arms.

"You are so muscular," she said as I felt her pressing into me.

I stood up and felt her arms wrap around me, her hands running over my chest and stomach as her warm body pressed into mine and her warm breath crossed my neck. My cock responded and began to swell in the tight confines of my jeans.

I reached behind with my hands and found her hips. My hands began to move along the curves and I cupped her ass as I pulled her tight to me.

"Ooh, you're so strong," she purred in my ear as one hand slid down the front of my jeans and came to rest on the bulge hidden behind the zipper. She let out a little gasp as her hand squeezed my rock hard cock and felt the thick shaft.

I turned around to face her and pulled her tight to me. Our lips met as we kissed and a sudden rush of heat and excitement swept over me. My hands flew over her body, pawing her ass and breasts as our mouths mashed together. I felt her hands on my neck and ass as she ground her pelvis into mine. I slid one hand between her legs and she moaned in my mouth as I cupped her pussy roughly.

Somehow we parted enough to get our jeans undone and I felt my jeans and boxers drop around my ankles. I kicked them off and stumbled slightly as she did the same. My swollen cock was quickly grasped and her hand stroked it as my fingers became soaked by the wetness between her legs.

"Oh god, I want you so bad," she growled into my ear.

 I turned us until her back was against the island, grabbed her ass and lifted her onto the countertop. She gasped at the feeling of the cool granite on her bare bottom. I kissed her hard and then whispered in her ear.

"Putting the tongue in the groove."

She let out a little moan as I pushed her backwards and lifted her legs to my shoulders. I quickly sunk my tongue between her silky folds and heard her groan loudly as I licked her wet slit. My tongue flickered over her clit and her legs squeezed my head as she climaxed with a deep moan and shudder.

I put her legs down and pulled her up to me. My tongue pushed into her mouth and I held her tight as I lifted her off of the counter. Once her feet were on the floor I turned her around and pushed her shoulders forward. Her hands grabbed the counter as my feet kicked her legs apart and my hands grabbed her hips. I quickly pushed my swollen meat into her wet opening and began thrusting.

In four strokes I was buried deep inside of her, my cock surrounded in hot wetness. She grunted and moaned as I hammered into her, my cock driven by the frenzied lust of the encounter. I groaned loudly as I exploded in her and punched my cock in as deep as I could. My hands gripped her tight as I emptied out and trembled.

I slowly slid out and she straightened up, pressing her back into my chest as her hand reached the back of my neck. She turned her face to meet mine and we kissed in an awkward but intimate way. I stepped back as she turned to face me.

"That was so fucking hot," she said with a sexy grin.

"Oh yeah," I agreed.

We gazed at each other for a moment before sharing a quick kiss and finding our clothes. We dressed and returned to drinking our beers and relaxing for a moment.

"Taking a break already?" John called out as he appeared through the doorway leading to the garage.

We both looked at him in surprise as he undid his tie and headed down the hallway.

"Good thing I left early," he called from the bedroom. "You guys would never get that tongue and groove done."

We smiled at each other and went back to work.