1. Summer Hire Ch. 06


    Date: 6/11/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: brentaden, Source: LushStories

    Showing Up for Work The late afternoon sun slanted down into the courtyard. She stopped her car and looked around. The scene looked familiar from her first visit, but, at the same time, felt foreign and scary. After texting back and forth, they had agreed she would come on Sunday evening, so she could settle in before ‘work’ began the next morning. Unfastening her seatbelt, she turned to look at her suitcase laying on the back seat. He had assured her that she wouldn’t need to pack much, which made her wonder if she was supposed to be naked all the time. The possibility troubled her, but she had decided she would cross that bridge, when and if she got to it. The screen door to the main house banged closed, and she quickly looked up to see Erik ambling across the courtyard. She took a deep breath to steady herself, then opened her door and stepped out. He came up to her, showing the same casual confidence he always seemed to have. She was nervous, but his smile felt genuine, which helped ease the knots in her stomach. He called out warmly, “Welcome back. I’m really glad you decided to try this out.” She smiled hesitantly in return. He came closer and lightly took both her hands in his. Then he leaned forward and softly kissed her on the cheek. Stepping back, he pointed to a wooden section set into the stone retaining wall on the uphill side of the courtyard. She could see the slope of the hill peaking above the retaining wall. Green tendrils of some flowering plants spilled ...
    over the lip of the wall. Erik said, “That’s the garage. I’ll open the doors so you can pull in.” He walked over to the right side of the wood portion and opened a small panel hidden in the stonework, then punched a code into a keypad. The wood timbers swung back, splitting in the middle, revealing themselves to be doors opening into the hill. In the darkness behind the doors, she could see lights flickering on. As the interior lit up, the garage looked much larger than she had first thought. The whole thing was hidden away under the sloping hill that rose up behind the courtyard. He waved at her, “Come on. Pull your car in.” She waved back to him and got back into her car. Yanking the door shut, she stepped on the clutch and started up her car, ignoring the “beep, beep” of the seat belt warning. Driving carefully forward, she followed him as he walked through the doors. The space inside looked as big as a basketball court, although not as tall. The floor was painted gray, contrasting crisply with the white walls and ceiling. He motioned her to an empty spot, between an old jeep and a fancy-looking sports car that she didn’t recognize. There were several other cars in the garage, along with a small tractor. Some of the other cars looked expensive to her, although not all of them. She counted eight cars in all, including hers. She was glad that at least the jeep looked older and more beat-up than her hand-me-down Nissan. Along the far wall of the garage were work benches and ...
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