Title: Ms Heart Author: Gilda Editor: Eskimo1958 Summary: Ms Heart inherits a big house from her grandmother, and with the help of her girlfreinds, she starts her career in the oldest profession known. It wasn't long before she found herself in over her head. Keywords: MF, Prost
(Eskimo: Anotehr story from GIlda. It's short, and maybe not as erotic as herprevious works, but it's still a nice read.) My name is Lilly Heart, as I was named after my grandmother. I was raised on Long Island and just finished up on a degree from Harvard. I now have to find a job and start paying off loans. I was informed by my mother that grandmother passed away last week and the funeral is Monday. She also told me the reading of her will is that afternoon.
The funeral was small but tasteful. Not many of my grandmothers friends were still alive. Later her will was read. Listening, I was taken by surprise, as she had left me the house that she was raised in and was married in with five kids that followed. The house was old and had seven bedrooms, four baths, large dinning room, two fireplaces, an extra sitting room with large kitchen to go with it. It sat on one of the biggest pieces of property on Long Island. The house needed work, and money was owed on back taxes. The lawyer informed me that the house was worth a lot of money and if I took out a loan I could bring it back for resale. Mom and dad were willing to co-sign for the loan and I just had to move in.
I started moving in the next week. I emailed my college friends and let them know where I was. A couple of the girls wanted to come out for a visit. I sent them the address and they were going to arrive the following Monday. Sara, Molly, and Gina arrived early and I gave them a tour of the house. The girls loved it. Each picked out their own room and settled in. We were all in the kitchen fixing dinner and talking about what was I going to do at this point.
I was looking for a job, and explaining that money was a real issue because of the loan I took. As we all sat down with a couple of bottles of wine with dinner. We poured over how could we all work together and make this a joint adventure. I'm not sure who suggested the idea of a brothel, which at first was met with a lot of laughs, but then they started to get serious about the idea.
It wasn't long and the girls were trying to convince me to make it our home and office. Now it didn't take long before we were convinced of the amount of money we could make. Gina was telling us that her uncle knew someone in the local counsel and that he could make sure we were not bothered by the locals or the police. Appointments only by invitations. I will admit when crunching the numbers it could work. We could start the remodel and still run the business. We knew the sooner we started the better. We got some help from Gina's uncle about a list of men that would be interested. Men who would have paid a lot for secret meetings and ladies. The list was growing each day.
As we worked on the house and also on our little project, we decided that we needed at least two more girls. One to be in the office to handle the phones and one for meeting our guest's. Sara knew a couple of girls from college that was having trouble finding jobs. She called them and the next day Missy and Joan showed up. The girls all ranged from tall, short, thin, blonde, dark hair, blue eyes, green eyes, a great mix. The best looking one was Missy, long black hair with deep black eyes to a piercing look of pure seduction.
We had the bedrooms decorated to each girls taste. Everyone was wanting to get started. But , first we had to get a list put together with invites to be able to walk through the door and feel safe. Our list included congressmen , attorneys, Doctors, some of the wealthy that would never want their name in the paper. This was to insure good money to make and be able to pay for the protection we needed.
We all went shopping for lacy gowns and shoes that had five inch heels. Making sure we had enough clothes and perfume. I hired a full time cook to live in the staff apartment over the garage with a driver and car. I was making sure we could supply a great service for the money that was going to be charged.
We sent out about a dozen invites for a party that was for cocktails and looking over the girls. I was elected to host and run the office. That was fine with me I would at least be able to use my business degree at this point. The invites were out and all replied back to coming. It was for Saturday evening at 8 p.m. sharp. The girls wore evening dresses for this, I was trying to keep as close to a cocktail party and relaxed. This way the girls got to look over the gentlemen and they got to see what girl would fit their needs.
As the girls came down to wait in the main front room the gentlemen were arriving. All parking was done in the back after the cars dropped the gentlemen off at the front door. The girls looked beautiful, long flowing gowns with well manicured finger nails. Hair styled to make each girl different and each girl had her own perfume. Something for every man and any fantasy they may have.
The evening was going well, drinks and laughter followed until midnight. The men seemed impressed with the ladies and compliments were being handed out. I would say it was a glowing success. The girls all stepped into the kitchen as the last gentlemen left. All agreeing that this was going to be a good adventure for all. The men didn't seem to mind the amount that was being charged for the drinks and company. We were already starting off with a bang.
There was a couple of rooms down on the first floor that were not being used, so I had them being turned into two suites for over night. There were a couple of men wanting to know if that would be possible and I wasn't going to disappoint anyone. Our new adventure has lots of promise and from the looks at what was being charged, this was going to make everyone happy.
I personally enjoyed being in charge, make sure of all the details and greeting men and setting up the parties. Safety was not going to be an issue, we have everything covered. Well, at least that is what we thought. After the last guest left, the house keeper went to her room and we had all day tomorrow to clean and put things in order.
Morning has come and the girls are all a buzz about who they liked. I smile and thought now if we can make this work, we could all make good money with very little effort. The girls talked as they ate their breakfast. I was in the office with making a tally of the nights take. I was very happy with the results. The girls had already set up bank accounts and monies were deposited into their accounts. Then some cash for shopping. There was still a little more to do to get ready for the first night of call. We had two days and we needed to get busy making sure each girl had every thing she needed. I had to send the cook off to the store and stock up so if any gentlemen needed dinner we could have that arranged for him. There was more planning then anything else. But, we deliver first class service.
Its Friday night and eight o'clock. It's now the opening time for the weekend. Car's are pulling up and then to the back and everyone has a time schedule to try to stay close too. That way if one of the gentlemen isn't going to spend four or five hours with a lady, she may have the opportunity to entertain someone else later.
Two men arrive and their two ladies take them to their rooms. The men were already getting hard just talking with Missy. Her black raven hair and black eyes keep them drooling. I pass thru the hallways keeping a watchful eye and ear open to make sure no one is in trouble. I do hear a lot of the guys and their groans when they cum.
Three more come by car and are now being escorted to the ladies bedrooms. A couple of the girls wanted cameras installed so they could watch and keep a record of the men. I wasn't wanting to do this but the girls felt for a safe deal it could be a life saver. I guess you just can't take things for granted. As I walk the halls again, I hear two of the girls in action. Joan is a loud groaner and loves to be on top . Her special is rocking on a guys hard dick until he begs to cum. Missy loves to be in control , she will not make you cum until you beg her. Some of the men love that and other don't care much for it. But, she has the highest call of gentlemen.
Molly and Sara are bi and like to share the men and they love to perform for them also. The two of them suck more pussy then anyone. The gentlemen love to watch. We have them pay extra for a group of them to watch the two ladies do each other. I have stood in the background and watched and I get horny, also needing their service.
Gina made sure every girl had enough toys and movies to entertain with. Gina does pick out a large variety of movies anywhere from straight sex to whips and collars. Plates of food are being delivered to the rooms, customer are hunger. There is the food fetish that does happen from time to time, and the men love to be fed. Breast with whip cream and don't forget the pussy.
At the end of the evening sometimes I sit with the girls and listen to the stories of sex and how big someone�s dick is. They compare notes on all the men. Every time I hear the stories I smile. The girls wanted to know if they could make a movie, I didn't care but I do believe they will have to find young men close to their age who would not mind who saw the movie. I explained why I wouldn't allow any of the customers be filmed for a movie to be sold. They need not to worry about anything while using the services of the ladies. But I did suggest maybe they could mention an orgy with a couple of the men, see who would be interested. They always seem to like new things to try.
One of my girls wanted a room with whips and collars. Molly wanted to tie someone up against the wall and paddle him on his ass. Then turn him around and suck him off. She just wanted to spend time teasing him and taunting him before she would let him cum. She tells me one of her regulars would like to try that. It will have to be talked about and then to see what room could be used. This is a full time job, but I enjoy the planning of parties and listen to the men pay my ladies complements for their service.
I call the guy who remodeled the house and asked him to stop by and check out the basement for some additional rooms. The basement seem to be the right choice , making it more like a dungeon. I told him to be here around noon and he could give me an estimate. It wasn't long and there was my handyman. We toured the basement and asked just what was I looking for. I told him I would like some wine racks and compartments to house up the cases of beer that was going to be delivered next week. I also want to add two rooms down here , rooms that would reflect that of a dudgeon that would have been in a castle. He smiled and his eyes twinkled and asked me if I would like just a bit more lighting or would I prefer large candle holders mounted to the wall as if it were a castle. I smiled, thinking that this guy has some great ideas, as I told him the candle holders would be perfect. We both just smiled and he said he could have it done in two weeks.
After I told the girls and everyone seemed to like the idea. I was hoping that this may have a great deal of interest to the men. My girls are not one bit shy and love to try new things. Joe is our handyman and will be starting work tomorrow and one of my gal's has a crush on him. I don't think Joe has a clue that Sara likes him. Seeing that he will be around for a couple of weeks could prove to be entertaining to say the least.
Sara is a thin gal with red hair and green eyes. Sara is somewhat quit and is soft spoken. She reminds me as the type next door. Gina is the one who is very out going. She is always ready to try something. The girl is what you see, smart, attractive, and is always one step a head of you. I think we have a great variety of women under one roof.
I had to get back to my office, and Joe followed me back. I asked him to sit down and had the housekeeper bring us coffee. I asked Joe to write up a contract for us on the rooms. As he got busy writing I was fixing the coffee with cream and sugar. Joe asked was there anything else could he help with. He was telling me that business was slow and he was looking for extra work. I asked him if he would mind working some nights. He told me no. I informed him that I could use a man around the house during the times my girls are working. Like making sure the peace is kept and the boys don't fight. He laughed and said he figured that is what was going on and he would love to stay and work for us. So we made an arrangement for Joe to be on staff and would help with repairs and also help on the grounds and with keeping the peace.
The gals were happy to see Joe join the troops and Sara was the happiest. I asked the girls to step into the office and talk. I wanted to get some feed back on if any of the customers were interested in a domination's/slave combo. Gina had a couple of guys who wanted to spice up their sex and Gina was just the gal to provide the fun.
The gossip began, as soon as one talks about sex everyone jumps in. Molly was just about to burst a seam before she could get the entire story out about the mayor. She has been seeing him every weekend and he pampers her and buys her anything that she wants. Molly was convinced that he was in love with her. I told her to be careful what she says to him. We don't need a piss off mayor who is not getting what he wants. Also please remember that most of these men are married. The gifts are nice but, strings can be attached.
Missy was the smartest, she knows that it is all about the money. Make as much as you can and run like hell when its over. She had it all. Looks, great body, educated, and well traveled. The men all vie for her attention. She is the one who rarely speaks of her sex acts with the customers and loves to keep everyone guessing.
Joan on the other hand is like an open book, what she knows , everyone knows. She entertains us with her stories. Telling who has the biggest dick, the smallest balls, or the one who loves to be tied up and sucked on. She once spent an entire evening with one guy who wanted a tongue bath and she indulged the man. The girls giggled and laughed while telling Joe and I about the guys, the standing rule is no names when telling stories. Then the fun begins, as they try to guess who it might be.
Joe asked if I knew of place close that he could rent, he was staying with a friend and its too far for him to commute every day. I told him if he added a new room over the four car garage there would be enough room for him and the house keeper. Making it a two bedroom and two bathroom with a large kitchen and front room. Rent free, the magic words. Now this way I have all the help needed on the grounds, and we have a man around to fix things and help out with different chores. This was all starting to fall into place.
We are about to have our very first big party. New members will be invited to look over the place. We need to add a couple of new members. The goal is to have about twenty or more so that we would be doing business five days a week. Taking us from Tuesday to Saturday. Having about twenty gentlemen we could have the time slots filled five days a week and not see the same man day in and day out. Seeing that most are married, they are not spending total weekends or many over nights.
I wanted the girls to come up with a theme for our party. The goal was to have it in two weeks. One suggested western, another was to do a party as if we all were from 'Gone With The Wind'. As Molly put it, the house with its big white pillars out front fits the bill. My grandmothers furniture and paintings fit right in. She was right. Everyone seem to like that one. Dressing up with corsets and big hopped skirts .
Missy was telling me that in a cabinet in the basement were glasses and dishes being stored and we should pull them out and see if we could use them. As it turned out we could. Old fashion crystal and china. What a find that was. Everyone was getting excited. So invites were being filled out and sent expressing that Tara's 'Gone With The Wind' plantation was having a ball and that person was invited to come for an evening of fun and games. The ball would take place in two weeks. I informed everyone they had to make sure they had everything needed for this party in place one week before. Just to make sure there was no slip ups. Time was passing quickly and Joe was working on the rooms down stairs and the gals were busy talking about the dresses they were getting and the housekeeper was planning a special food trays and drinks for the gentlemen. Everything was falling into place. Well , that's what it looked like. The big surprise was yet to happen.
On the evening as the hour was approaching the arrival time. The house was very busy with last minute set up and the guest arriving a little early. It didn't take much to get the finishing touches on and drinks were being served as the ladies came down the stair case. As each one entered into the main room their gowns swayed with ease and they glowed from the soft light that reflected off the candles. As the first hour went by everyone who was invited was there. Drinks and bottles of wine lined the tables with trays of finger foods close by. We kept the lights dim and let the many candles shed the light that was needed. It was very romantic.
Soft music played in the background and if one stepped off to the small room that was close to the dinning area you could dance. We have a couple of men that love to dance so we try to mix in as much as possible to have as many activities that one could enjoy. As the night went on it was almost assured that most of the men were planning on making a night of it. I was hoping that by the time the sun may rise we would be bidding people good bye.
I was surprised that most of the men were having such a good time that it didn't seem like first order of the night was to get laid. That was great. We made money and the girls got a break from the routine. It was now in the wee hours of the morning and drivers were coming back to pick up the passengers and drive them home. We had a few that were going to spend the night so that was working at well for everyone.
My girls paired off and each took a gentlemen back to their room with them. Joe seemed a bit uneasy. He was not sure what to think as Sara went arm and arm with her date to her room. I asked Joe to join me in my office. I reminded him that Sara works here just like he does. He looked at me with those big brown eyes and sad puppy dog look and told me he knows that and to see it wasn't easy. I know and there is nothing at this point I could tell you. Sara is doing her job.
I fixed us a drink and we sat and talked. Joe asked me if I stayed at the house too. I told him yes. He smiled and asked where ? He remodeled everything. I laughed and told no , not every thing. I took him to the third floor and showed him the attic.
Joe looked about the attic room, and said "Can't let you stay in this, I will be on this tomorrow. Let me fix it up and surprise you. Just let me know if its alright and I will start and you won't be sorry." I smile and told him I guess its OK, but he didn't know what I like or any of colors that are my favorite. Joe smiled and took my hand and told me to trust him. He will not let me down.
Joe was pointing out to me that there was so much room that I could have a walk in closet and dressing room. A bathroom all my own and still have lots of room for a big bed and sitting area to use for reading or watching some TV. I told him that I would love it. We came back down to the office and Joe poured another drink for the two of us. I was relaxing and enjoying the company. Joe is really a very nice guy. Maybe just a little to young for me but, still very nice. He sat close by me and we talked more. After a couple of drinks he asked me if I would like to see how he finished off the garage apartment. So off we walked to the garage and up the stairs.
He opened the door and to the left was his room, we walked in. The room was great. Joe was telling me how he loves doing rooms like places he visits. This was done as if you were in a warm climate with lots of color and plants. There was a shower that was done to simulate a rain forest. It was impressive and looked to be fun. Joe closed his door and as I turned around he was unbuttoning my dress. I could feel my face turning red. He caught me be surprise and I was not saying no. I looked up at him and in turn removed his shirt. Joe's body was rippled with muscle's and he was very strong. He had removed my clothes and I his, he lifted me up and carried me into that mist and soft lights in his shower. My heart was beating fast and I had not be with a man for a couple of months. With my back up against the wall and Joe between my legs I feel his hard cock trying to enter into my pussy. Between the water and my excitement I was wet. Wanting him so much I didn't even think about Sara.
I felt his cock slip into my wet pussy and I felt my body ache for him. Joe takes time and is making me squirm around so I would feel every inch of his dick. My nipples have become hard and he sucks on the while nibbling on lightly with his teeth. I am so close to cumming that I just want him to fuck me even harder.
As we kiss and caress each other I know that I want to spend time with him. Joe looks at me and asked if he could start a relationship and see if we make something for the two of us. I was taken back for a moment, and asked him about Sara. He told me, "I know Sara likes me but, I can't live with the fact that she is with other men and you don't do that." I was telling him it was different for me. I got this started and I was so busy putting it together it just worked out that way. Joe told me , he didn't care why he just knows it makes a difference for him. I spent the night with Joe wrapped up in his arms. I almost forgot what that was like. I didn't think about anything and drifted off to sleep.
The sun is rising and peeking thru the window. I glance at the clock and its five am and I need to get back to the main house. Joe rolls over and wants to know where am I going. I start to stroke his hair and let him know I need to get back . He wants me to stay and I explain why I must go. I really don't need to have the girls know my business. Plus I reminded him that Sara was interested in getting to know him. Joe tells me, he understands that. But, he can not live with the fact that she is a working gal and that is not about to stop at the present moment. We agreed that our relationship is to be kept quite and he needs to let Sara know how he feels. I tell him I don't like to hide my life like that. Its no ones concern what or whom I am with, yet no need for facts.
He agreed and said he would talk with Sara and hope that she will understand how he feels. I hope for both of them this does not turn into a drama. I hate drama. I use the side door and slip into the kitchen and start coffee. No one is stirring in the house. Its nice to sit down at the table and look out at the sun rise. The color in the sky is amazing. Light to dark pinks and purples grace the sky. You can see small white clouds making their appearance.
I ponder over the party, everyone seemed to like it. I let my mind wonder back to being with Joe. Its been a couple of month since I have spent time with anyone. I have been to wrapped up in the house and worrying about the loan payment. Joe is a couple of years younger then I and we seem to share things in common. I am going to take this slow, don't want to be caught up in something that will only bring grief.
It seems so long ago that I was engaged to my high school boyfriend. I still smile back on that with fond memories. I miss him. I miss his touch and the way he cuddled my face between his two hands. I can still close my eyes and feel his lips on mine and how he held me close to his chest. My arms ache to hold him and that will never be again. Its been four years this June and you would think I would have let go by now. But, I haven't. There are times I cry when I think of all the plans that were made and in a split second it was all taken away.
He was in a hurry trying to make it back from school to meet me. It was late and the rain was coming down hard. He was driving too fast for the curve that the car swerved off the highway and down into a deep ravine. He was found dead a couple of hours later. I will never forget the phone call from his mother. Between her cries and my sobbing, I lost the man I was going to marry. I just never even thought I would even spend time with someone else. Yet, I just did. Joe does remind me a little of Dave. I do miss him so much. I have to shake off this for the time being , I need to move on and get my life back on track. I don't want to lead Joe on, yet I enjoy being with him. I guess I need to take time out and talk with him.
I hear one of the girl and it sounds like Missy, I sit a cup of coffee done at the table for her. As she walks into the kitchen she is surprised to see me so early. I smile and tell her I am like her up early and coffee ready. We laughed and she started to tell me about the new guy that she hooked up with last night. I asked her who it was and the replay was a business partner of her uncles. I told her I don't remember sending an invite to him. Missy was trying to avoid telling me she took it on her own to send one. I wasn't very happy over that. I asked her never to do that again. She promised me and she told me that she has always wanted to spend time with him. He is fifteen years her senior and she has had a crush on him since she was a teenager. I told her I would over look it this one time only. I don't like to just let anyone through the door and we really need to know who is coming. She agreed and told me that he was the only one she really wanted to bring in. So for now I just let it slip by. That was my first mistake.
She told me the man and her father had been business partners for over ten years. He is a friend of the family and can be trusted. That was the main issue and the fact that he was not check out before he was allowed in. I had an understanding with Missy and explained these guys are checked out and he most be a clean choice. Missy swears he is and that was my second mistake.
Missy tells me what a great time she had last night. It was fun playing gone with the wind. We laughed and agreed we must do this again sometime, just a different theme. Missy must really like this guy she spent the night with him and from everything she is telling me it wasn't dull. Missy is aggressive and loves to have a partner that is also. She describes him as very aggressive and that worries me a bit. I tell Missy to be careful and take care of herself. As she put it to me she can take care of him. She talks about how he becomes a force to be reckoned with. That he likes to play hard, forcing himself and I again warn her that if she doesn't be careful she could get into trouble. Missy smiles and assures me she is in control. I explain to her I hope so. She tells me he is a great lover and that he makes her cum often and that most men can't do that. I am hearing that the rough sex is fun and she enjoy the harder they play the better. I am thinking at this point maybe this man needs to be limited to his time. I will have to see how I can work that.
I hear more of the gals coming down for coffee. I start another pot and set up coffee mugs for everyone. Sara and the rest are at the table. Pouring coffee and talking about who had who in bed last night. Everyone is laughing and Joan turns to me and asked did I pick anyone to be with last night. I smiled, and replied with "Hate to disappoint you ladies, but someone has paper work to do."
The girls go back to comparing dick and blow jobs and I just sip my coffee and listen. Gina is getting to be as aggressive as Missy. Maybe more in some ways. She was with one of the member of our fair city and as she is telling us the story she pulls out snap shots of him and her in various positions and nude posses. Laying them out in story form. She had slipped a cock ring on to his dick and gave him a blow job that made his eye roll. He was so hard that he was begging her to either suck him off or fuck him. She played with him for a bit longer before she would suck him and still wouldn't let him cum. He was getting upset so she bent over and pushed his cock into her ass and grinding on it. When he was able to let go he just about fell out of the chair she had him sit in. I don't think he will ever forget that one. She told us she likes to take pictures and puts them into an album. If the guy doesn't mind, I guess I don't.
The girls seem to be into the program and I do believe we are going to be ok, we just need to keep an eye on who comes and goes. But, just as soon as you think things are running smooth one does relax. That was my third mistake. You know the saying, three strikes and your out. Well, everything is going on smooth course. The attic is being turned into the most beautiful room in the house. Its all mine. The business is booming and money is being made and we have about twenty five regulars that use the service.
I am still spending time with Joe, not as much as he would like. One night after everyone went to bed Joe came up to the attic and slipped into my bed. I rolled over to find a man with a hard cock wanting a woman to tease and play with him. I was indeed wanting to be that woman. Joe's touch is soft, very soft and gentle . I do enjoy him. He nibbles on my neck and with his tongue he licks me from my breast to my pussy. He makes me think about him more then I should. He is kind and thoughtful. He makes sure that a woman is getting his attention and pleasure. Its the looks he can give you also that make you want to blush. I can feel his eye taking away my clothes and letting me stand there naked. He does have a way about him. I know he has not really talked with Sara that much and I haven't asked. I am sure she has seen the looks he gives me. We just don't talk about it.
Joe wants to take a weekend off and asked if I would go with him. I am thinking of doing this. It might be a good time to take a break and let one of the other gals run the place for two day and nights. I would love to take a break and just share that with one person. Yes with Joe. I talked with Gina about taken charge over this next weekend. She was thrilled. She is on cloud nine just thinking of hosting a party. I told her I wanted to take a break and I was sure she would be just fine.
I went up stairs to the attic and by this time Joe was there starting work. I told him we can leave for a trip over this weekend. I saw his eyes light up and he walked up and kissed me. I am very taken with him. As he was going over the plans with me about the remodel of this room, he kept his arm around me and was wearing this little boy smile of his. I am a sucker for that. The next few days seem to pass by slowly, I did get to talk with Sara for a couple of minutes at the end of one evening. She was telling me that she had talked with Joe and it seems he has a crush on someone that he met sometime ago. She was telling me he didn't say who but, she feels its an old girlfriend that he is still seeing once in a while. She didn't seem upset and was more interested in hooking up with a new man.
All and all this could be a blessing in its own. It gives me a chance to be with Joe and neither one of us is seeing someone else. I told Joe I would met him in town Friday afternoon about 1 and we could take the car and drive to the beach. This time of the year there is not many people who stay there during the fall and winter. My family owns a cottage up there and I have keys. I told Joe a friend lent me the place for this weekend. I am still careful to let anyone know my business.
As we get there, there is just about two hours worth of sun left. We drop the bags and head to the beach. Its a warm day and the wind is not cold yet. I could still feel the warm sun on my face and body. I am a true sun worshiper. Joe smiled and took my hand. Walking down the beach he tells me of growing up in New York with his grandparents. He started college and decided to drop out for a year and work as a handyman. He wasn't sure of the degree he wanted and didn't want to waste time during school trying to make up his mind. So, took one year off.
We were the only two on the beach. You could see how many of the homes were already closed for the season. That's what makes the beach a great place to spent time at with someone you really want to get close too. We held hands walking and talking. Joe splashes a handful of ocean up at my legs. The water is still warm for this time of the year. Joe comes from a small family and has one sister that still lives with the grandparents. I on the other hand, come from a large family and we are all scattered to the wind. My grandfather left a lot of money from his investment. My dad made sure to build it even more. We never had to do without growing up. Joe is smart, but he just seems Little lost on where he wants to be. He did tell me he will be going back to school after the first of the year. Mean time we can have a little fun, or at least I thought so.
It was getting dusk and Joe and I headed back, the sun was just above the ocean and the colors of dusk were beautiful. This is my favorite time of the evening. We stop for a moment to watch and Joe takes me into his arms. Looking into my eyes not a word was spoken but, a gentle kiss on the lips. I wrap my arms around him and stare into his eyes. He makes me smile and feel alive. He runs his one hand down the front of my dress and across my breast. He slips his hand under my panties and he can feel how wet I already was. Never speaking just looking and touching. It was if it were the first time I was having a strange man touch and tease me. I knew very little about Joe and he has yet to learn about me. We paused for a moment and looked back at the sky line. You could see how shadows on the sand. As if we were marking time.
Joe was hard, and I unzipped his jeans. He in turn was taking my dress off. I slipped out of my panties and Joe pulled me down on top of him. Feeling him slip inside me and hard. He used his hands to grip my hips and I rocked back and fourth on his cock. Grinding and trying to push him deep as I could inside. He took his one hand and started to play with my nipples. He was close to cumming and I needed him to suck on my breast. It was as if every time I thought of something I needed he was already doing. I felt his dick throb as he came. Shooting his cum inside of me. He began to feel me pulsing on his cock. He was still pushing inside of me. As I laid down on him , he brushes my hair back and kisses my face. Touching my arm and holding on to me. We have never said a word to each other this entire time. Some how that made it feel like a dream.
We walked back to the house and turned on the lights, Joe was smiling and asking was I hungry. I told him yes and into the kitchen we went. Joe and I started making spaghetti. I love spaghetti, I found a bottle of my dads good wine and we opened it up. Eating and drinking at the kitchen table, talking and laughing. We were getting to know each other. I had turned my phone off and left it in the car. The girls knew that I didn't want to be bothered . Joe and I talked until the sun was going to rise and we fall asleep in each others arms.
After about five hours we got up and I went to the kitchen to start coffee. Joe was right behind me. I felt a poke coming from behind and gave out a hummmmmmmm. Joe laughed and got between my legs , still had my back to him. He slips in his hard dick and I got to feel that man inside of me again. He is pushing in harder and harder and I start to cum. He has me so excited that I was still cumming as I could feel my juices run down my thighs. He is amazing and he doesn't seem to get enough of me. Now , that is what I call breakfast. We both start to laugh and I pull two cups down and he pours the coffee. I haven't had this kind of fun in a long time. Just to play around and have sex. Laughing and touching and enjoying each other.
We laid out on the beach for a few hours to soak up some sun. I was really enjoying the time we have and hadn't missed anything back at the house. Later that afternoon Joe and I drove into the little town that is just about fifteen minutes from the beach house. Joe and I go in and do some shopping for dinner that night. I opened up my cell and was being paged with a nine one one for the house. I told Joe I would be outside for a moment I had to call and see what the problem was.
I reached the house and it took awhile before Gina answered , she was crying. I had all I could do to hear what she was saying. It was about four in the morning and Sara let a new guy in for the night, and he didn't want to leave. Sara and he had a fight and Sara was hurt. Somehow he had brought in a knife, and was very hot tempered and when Sara asked him to leave, well you know what happened next. The housekeeper was in the kitchen at the time. She keeps a loaded gun in the house. As the guy went after Sara again, she shot him. He was dead. You could here the girls in the background and I was shaking. Joe came out and I told him what had happen. We have to call someone and we can't just let anyone in.
Joe talked to Gina and told her what to do until we get there. We started back, I wanted to know how are we going to get this cleaned up with out having the police involved. I was scared, I didn't want to call on my father for a clean up but I was getting worried. We got back in a couple of hours and there was blood everywhere in Sara's room. The housekeeper had started to clean up. Joe called a buddy and he showed up. Joe was then asking Sara who the guy was and where he was from. Joe told me not to worry he can take care of it. I really didn't want to know.
Joe and his buddy picked up the guy and took him out. I was still shaking and still in disbelief. I asked Sara "Why did you do that I have told you never to take this on again. You promised me you would not do it. Now ,look at where we are at and the mess we are in. I want you to pack your bags and Joe will take you into town and get a bus home." Joe and his pal showed back up and took Sara to the bus station. Making it back to the house after we had it cleaned up. Joe called his uncle and they dropped the man off at his place to be taken care of. I didn't want to know who , how, or where at this point. What you don't know won't hurt you.
Joe and his buddy finished up and put things in order. He told me the payment for this was his uncle wanted to become a partner in the business. I did not have a choice at this time. So a new partner was coming in. I was over whelmed by everything and just wanted to leave and I don't have anywhere to go. Joe took me aside and told me not to worry Sara was being taken care and his uncle can clean this up and he will talk with us tomorrow.
The new day started early, Joe's uncle had arrived and he offered to buy me out. I felt I did not have a choice. Joe told me to take it , lets get out of it now. So I did. Joe got me to pack up and leave with him. We had been on the road for three hours and I asked where are we going. He smiled and told me that he was taking me home with him and he wanted to marry me. He wanted to go back to school and get his degree. His uncle owns many business and works with a number of the people who use the house services and he will do alright. I was out of it now and that was all I needed to know.
Somehow Joe and his uncle have a bigger family then I thought. But I don't ask. We got married and live a quite life in the small town in New York. Joe is a high school coach and I am having my second child in three months. Sometimes I wonder how the girls made out and is Joe's uncle still in charge and is the house still there. But I don't ask and Joe doesn't say anything. I just let him take care of business and I take care of him and the kids. One thing Joe did tell me was he did know my dad, and he wanted to meet me so he got the job as a handyman at the house to spend time with me. I still don't ask and I don't need to know. I just know we are happy.
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