1. Help wanted part 8


    Date: 8/31/2017, Categories: Fiction, Romance, Author: xmistiex, Source: sexstories.com

    She chuckled, "Would you like some tea?" she asked smiling as she held up the box Lemon Ginger Herbal. "No thanks," I smiled. "Ginger ale?" "Ginger is hereby forbidden in this house." "Aww, I thought maybe you might want to give me a figging one day." "No, I'm not that cruel." "I'm sorry Doug, I didn't know it was going to actually hurt." "That was a true pain in the ass." "I can kiss it better, if you like?" "Tonight." I said. "Now I feel bad," she said. "Let me make it up to you tonight. We'll exchange one pain in the ass for another one. I've never done anal. I'd like to try," she was grinning at me, "what do you think, would you like to fuck me in the ass?" We both looked down at my sweatpants which were bulging at the front and broke out laughing. "I take that as a yes!" she howled. I hugged her. When our laughing subsided I gave her a kiss. "What are you going to wear for Sunday dinner?" I asked as I held her in my arms. "I'll sort myself out, don't you worry. "Did you really think that I tried to humiliate you?" "I didn't know what your motivation was. Now I know." She hugged me tightly as smiled as she looked up. "I didn't need to go through a frikkin' Spanish Inquisition, you could have just asked." "I hadn't planned on it. I just wanted to suck your cock with my finger in your hot ass. It didn't quite work out that way." "No and in the end, you're going to get it - in the end." I let her go, opened the fridge and grabbed a beer. "I should get you to pour this into ...
    my ass." "Go peel some potatoes," she said. I pulled out the bag of potatoes. "Oh, I nearly forgot," she said, "you had a call on your house line while you were in the shower. She handed me the note. Her handwriting was perfect, girly even. Your neighbor Jim called. Jim and Julie Cavanaugh are going to the Caribbean tomorrow for 16 days. They'll be back on the Wed. Please keep an eye on the property. You have keys to get in if you have to. No deliveries are expected. Please pick-up mail and newspapers. Gomez and Lulu will be in the kennel. "This doesn't make sense," I said. She grabbed the note and reread it. "It makes perfect sense to me," she had a questioning look in her face. "Jim is my neighbor. Great guy," I said, pointing my thumb to the left, "that's his house right there." She stared at me. "Julie is his neighbor, on the other side. You know the big house two doors down?" "Yeah?" "She's a widow. Her husband died four or five years ago." "So?" "He's married, his wife's name is Cora." She just stood there. "Why the hell would the two of them be going on holiday?" "I don't know. Maybe they've got a thing going." She suggested. "Very strange goings on around here," I answered. "And this is coming from a guy that just got a figging?" * I sat on the couch reading the Sunday paper and drinking a beer. I had my new dress shirt and my new pair of slacks on. She came down the stairs. Black high heel shoes appeared first, followed by black see-through shiny stockings, a skinny ...
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