登入Chapter 4 - Signed Agreement She reached into the folder and pulled out a pen and held it out to me and I took it and she watched me sign my name at the bottom of the second page and date it. Then she took the paper back and signed it herself and dated it and slid it into the folder and closed the folder and set it on the nightstand. "Good," she said. "Now come here." I stood up and she stood up and she stepped into me and put her hands flat on my chest and looked up at me. She was a couple of inches shorter than me and she had to tilt her head back and her eyes were dark and steady and her mouth was close to mine. "This is the first thing I want," she said. "I want you to kiss me." I put my hands on her waist and pulled her in and kissed her. She kissed me back slowly and deeply with her hands on my chest and her body pressed against mine. Her mouth was soft and warm and she opened it under mine and I felt her tongue against my lip and I slid one hand up her back and into h
Chapter 3 - Terms and Condition She knocked on my door on Saturday morning. I was sitting at the desk in the guest room with my laptop open and a half-finished essay on the screen and I looked up and she was standing in the doorway with a folder in her hand and a cup of coffee in the other. "Hey," she said. "Do you have a minute?" "Yeah, of course." She came in and sat down on the edge of my bed and set the coffee on the nightstand and put the folder in her lap and looked at me for a long moment. She was wearing a loose gray sweater and jeans and her hair was up and she looked like she always looked on the weekends… easy and comfortable and like she'd been living in this house for ten years and knew exactly where everything was. "I want to talk to you about something," she said. "Okay." "It's about the arrangement. You living here." I closed my laptop and turned my chair to face her and she looked at me with her hands folded on the folder and her expression steady. "I've
Chapter 2 - Hearing HerThe first week went smoothly.I got up in the morning and she made coffee and we ate breakfast together at the kitchen table and then I went to class and she went to work. I got back in the afternoon and she got back around six and I'd started making dinner because it was the only thing I could do to pay her back, and we'd sit at the table and eat and talk about our days and then I'd do homework in my room and she'd watch TV in the living room and we'd both go to bed.She was easy to live with. She was quiet and she was clean and she never made me feel like a guest. She'd leave a plate of food out for me if I got home late and she'd text me during the day to ask if I needed anything from the store.But there was one thing I could not stop noticing. Her body.She was thirty-five years old and she wore fitted dresses to work and loose shirts at home and she had a way of bending over the dishwasher that made me look away and a way of stretching her arms over her
Chapter 1 - The ContractThe call came at 2:14 in the afternoon and I was sitting in the back of a lecture hall with my phone on silent and my notes half-finished in front of me.I felt it buzz and I looked down and it was my landlord and I let it go to voicemail because I was in class, and then it buzzed again, and then again, and on the fourth buzz I got up and walked out and answered it."Joe?""Yeah, this is Joe.""Joe, you need to come home right now. There's a fire."I stood there with the phone against my ear and the fluorescent lights humming overhead and my brain didn't want to process what he'd said."What do you mean there's a fire?""I mean the building's on fire, Joe. The whole third floor. The fire department's here. You need to come home."When I got there the whole block was blocked off with yellow tape and there were three fire trucks and an ambulance and a crowd of people standing on the sidewalk with their phones out, and I ran toward the building and looked up.Th
Chapter 5 - One More Time I looked up at him from the table with my chest still heaving and my legs still spread and my whole body slick and shaking, and I didn't even have to think about it. "Yes." He smiled that slow smile again and pulled his jeans back off and kicked them across the floor, and then he reached down and pulled his t-shirt over his head and dropped it, and I finally got to see all of him. "Come here," he said, and held out his hand. I took it and he pulled me up off the table and my legs were so shaky I had to hold onto his arm, and he laughed… low, in his chest, and put his other hand on my hip to steady me. "Where's your bedroom?" "Down the hall. Second door." He bent down and picked me up like I weighed nothing, one arm under my knees and one around my back, and I yelped and grabbed his neck and he carried me down the hall with my tits pressed against his chest and my feet dangling, and he pushed the bedroom door open with his shoulder and set m
Chapter 4 - Fucking My Massage Therapist He worked his way down my stomach, oiling it, and then his hands were on my hips and then on my thighs, and he pushed my legs apart and knelt down at the end of the table between them. His fingers spread my pussy open and poured oil over it, warm and slick, and I felt it run down over my clit and my hole and down between my cheeks, and I shivered and my whole body clenched. Then his fingers started to move. He spread the oil all over my pussy, slow and thorough, his fingers dragging up over my clit and down over my hole and back up again, and the sound of it was wet and loud in the quiet room. He circled my clit with two fingers, light at first, then firmer, and then he pressed down on it and rubbed it in slow circles and I cried out and my hands fisted in the sheet. "Ahh… fuck… Daniel…" He pushed two fingers inside me. I screamed. My back arched off the table and my hips rolled down onto his hand and my pussy clenched aroun







