Chapter 1

Making the Deal

I have been rather successful in life thus far. Shortly after graduating from high school, I had started an internet dating site as a hobby. For some reason that little hobby turned into a very lucrative business. Though I struggled to make ends meet the first year my site was in business, it took off like a rocket after that. Over the next few years, my hobby provided me with a very comfortable living.

About five years ago, a major internet player made me an offer for my dating site. I couldn't refuse. Their agent told me they could grow my site even more and offered me one hundred million dollars for it. Of course, I accepted their offer on the spot.

Now, at forty-two years of age, I am quite well off. I haven't needed to work in years. I spend my time playing with my high-powered toys and tending to the landscaping of my large yard. I can easily afford a grounds keeper, but I enjoy the exercise. The work has the side benefit of keeping me in reasonable good physical condition.

With the proceeds of the sale of my dating site, I bought a large house on several acres of land. It was located about two blocks from the local high school. It was also only a few more blocks in the opposite direction to the community college. Part of the allure of that location was that it afforded me the opportunity to watch the young people, especially young women, parading past my home after their high school and college classes.

The first year following the buy-out of my dating site, in addition to my home and its property, I bought many high powered toys. A speed boat, several high performance cars, including a '63 split window Corvette, and a small plane. I made no attempt at concealing my wealth. Though I was friendly enough, I didn't care what others thought of me or my lifestyle.

One hot summer afternoon, I had been using my lawn tractor to mow the grass. One of the lovely young women I recognized as a high school student waved at me. When I waved back, she beckoned me over to were she was standing on the sidewalk.

As I approached her, I took the opportunity to check her out. She stood about 5 feet 5 inches with a slender build. She had long shiny blond hair pulled back into a ponytail and a cute round face. She was wearing a dark blue skirt that snugly wrapped around her hips and butt. It came to just below her knees. She also had on a white blouse that did little to hide the cleavage of her ample breasts. The two top buttons of her blouse were open and offered a nice view of that cleavage. As I approached she smiled broadly. Her bright blue eyes seemed to sparkle.

I spoke first. "Hi! Can I help you, Miss?"

She tentatively replied, "I don't know." She seemed nervous and unsure of herself.

I waited patiently as she hesitated. She bit her lower lip for a few seconds then began to speak. "Actually, I do know. I'm just nervous and don't know how to tell you what I want. No, what I need. Please be patient with me."

"It's alright. Take your time. I'm in no hurry." I tried to calm her.

She eventually began to speak again. Her nervousness caused her to stutter as she spoke. "I need your help, and I don't now how to ask for it. I've never had to ask anyone for something like this."

I held out my hand and said, "Miss, my name is James Hunt. Most people call me Jim."

The nervous teen took my hand and smiled.

I could feel her hand trembling. I noticed a bead of sweat slide down from her throat and disappear between her breasts. I smiled back at her and offered a suggestion. "Would you like to come inside and have a glass of iced tea or something. That may help you get out what you want to say to me." I continued, "Besides, it is hot today and I need a break from the sun."

The young lady tentatively shook my hand. "I'm Jenny Atkins. A glass of tea would be nice."

I left the mower where it was and led Jenny up the driveway to my front door. She seemed to be deep in thought as we made our way up the drive. She never said a word as we walked, and I allowed her to work out what she wanted to say without interrupting her thoughts.

Once inside, I pointed her to my couch while I got us each a glass of iced tea. When I returned, Jenny still looked like she was about to lose her composure. Sipping her tea appeared to help her relax just a little.

I broke the ice by asking a few simple questions. "Jenny, how old are you, darling?"

She replied, "I'll be nineteen in November, Sir."

"It's Jim remember? Do you attend the local college?" I asked.

"No Jim, not yet. That is part of my problem."

"Well, why don't you tell me all about it. Maybe there is something I can do to help."

"Okay, I'll try. You see, my parents were killed in a house fire last spring. I have no other family and very few possessions. I have been staying with some friends since then so I could finish high school. I have earned excellent grades in high school, and I had planned on going to the nearby community college. I had won a scholarship provided by a small company here in town. They were going to pay for everything including my tuition, books, lab fees, dorm fees, and even my meal ticket. Unfortunately, due to the poor economy, that company has fallen on hard times and has informed me that they can no longer afford to fund my scholarship. The new semester starts in a few weeks, and unless I find a new source of funding, I will be unable to go to college." Jenny paused to take a sip of tea and a deep breath.

I took the opportunity to ask her a couple of questions. "So Jenny, how can I be of assistance to you? Do you want a loan from me to cover your expenses?"

"No Sir, I mean Jim. I had another idea in mind. I don't think I could ever repay a loan. College is so expensive. So, I have a proposition for you. I know you are single and live here alone. If your interested, I would be willing to trade my services for your financial help. I can cook and clean for you and do anything else you may need me to do around here."

"Humm, that does sound interesting, Jenny. It has been a long long time since this house and I have seen such a lovely young lady like you hanging around."

Jenny began to smile. "Jim, would you be willing to help me out?"

I replied, "I don't know, Jenny. You are right. College is terribly expensive. I would require a great deal from you in exchange for your college expenses. I am agreeable to paying for your entire education. However, you will need to provide much more than maid and cook services."

A look of concern came over Jenny's face. "What else would you want me to do, Jim?"

"I think we need to discuss this proposition of yours over dinner. Jenny, would you like to have dinner here with me tonight?"

She hesitated briefly. A smile began to spread on her face. Jenny silently nodded her acceptance of my invitation.

"Very well! I need to put the lawn mower away and take a shower before I prepare dinner. You go home and get ready. Be back at about six o'clock, and I'll grill a couple of steaks for us.

Jenny was punctual. She knocked on my door at a few minutes before six o'clock. I was impressed when I opened the door for her. Jenny was freshly showered, and she smelled delicious. Her hair was no longer in a pony tail but brushed out. It fell softly over her shoulders. Her blouse again had the top two buttons open and gave a strong hint of the ample size of her breasts. Her skirt snugly fit over her firm looking butt and swayed as she walked. The skirt came down to a couple of inches above her knees.

"Jenny, you look delightful and smell delicious. I will enjoy having you as my dinner guest tonight."

Jenny smiled and said, "Thank you, Jim. Since I am asking a lot, I wanted to look my best for you. I also borrowed my friends Obsession perfume since you asked me over for a dinner date."

I led her to the dining room table and pulled out her chair as she sat down. I poured us each a glass of wine before excusing myself to bring our steaks in from the grill. I also served a tossed salad and French Fries.

I think Jenny was duly impressed. We chatted for a while about her high school grades. She had even brought a copy of her high school transcripts. Her grades were excellent. Next we discussed her goals for college. She had hopes of becoming pediatric nurse.

As we finished our dinner, the conversation turned to a more serious topic. "Jim, if you agree to help me with my college expenses, what would you expect me to do in addition to the normal household chores?"

"First, I'd expect you to maintain good grades. I think you are smart enough to figure out the rest of my requirements, Jenny. I can hire people to do the mundane things such as cooking and cleaning for a lot less than the cost of a college education. I am a single man living alone in this big house. I have all kinds of toys to play with. Unfortunately, I don't have anyone to join me when I play with them."

"Is that all?" She asked.

"No, Jenny. I guess I must be blunt. I will expect you to play with me as well."

"I don't understand. How would you want me to play with you?"

I sighed. "Jenny, how many boyfriends have you had during high school?"

"Just one during my Senior year. Why?"

"Again, I must be blunt. Are you a virgin?"

Jenny gasped in shock at such a personal question. She lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Raise your head and look at me Jenny. Please answer the question."

She lifted her head and looked into my eyes. She was blushing. She then quietly answered my question. "Yes I am! Why?"

"Well, if we do this, you will move in here with me. I will pay all of your college and associated expenses. I will also give you a nice allowance on top of your expenses. However, I will expect you to do more than the housework. So there is no misunderstanding, I will be as plain as I can. I will expect you to share my bed. You will do any intimate thing I ask of you. I am not a nut case, and I will not intentionally hurt you. I just expect to get a decent return on my investment. At this time, you may simply refuse and walk out the door with no strings attached." I paused briefly to give her a chance to think about my proposition. So, what do you think of my offer, Jenny?"

"I don't know, Jim. Can I have a little time to think about it?" Jenny asked.

"Of course you may. I need to go to my office up stairs for a little while. I'll be there for about an hour. If you are still here when I come down, I will assume you have accepted my offer. If you're gone, neither of us will have lost much."

With that, I stood, kissed her on the forehead, and left her at the table. She appeared to be deep in thought.

Jenny Accepts the Deal

When I returned, I found Jenny wiping off the dining-room table. She had already loaded the dishes into the dish washer and cleaned the kitchen counters. When she heard me enter the dinning room, Jenny stood, smiled broadly, and opened two more blouse buttons. "Jim, I am still very nervous and a little scared, but I accept your generous offer. I hope you will be pleased with me."

I stepped up to her and pulled her into my embrace. "I am certain I will appreciate all of your efforts." I gently kissed her lips. She was trembling as she returned the kiss.

I asked, "Are you ready to move in tonight?"

With only a slight hesitation, Jenny replied. "Yes. If you will drive me to my friend's home, I'll get my things."

Jenny Moves In

It didn't take Jenny long to gather her personal belongings at her friend's home. She only had a few toiletries, some make-up, and a hand full of clothes.

When I saw her granny style nightgown and underwear I held them up and said to her. "These will never do! We will go shopping for a few things before we head home."

Her friends wished her well as we left. They were happy Jenny's hard work in high school would be paying off. She'd be going to college after all.

Luckily, it was a Saturday evening and the local mall was open a little later than it would have been during the week. I took Jenny straight to the Belk's department store. Belk's is an upscale department store.

Jenny was like a kid in a candy store. We picked out several dresses and blouse/pants combinations for her. The dresses were all rather short. Her legs would be exposed from several inches above her knees. The dresses and blouses would all provide a nice view of her cleavage.

At first, Jenny was a bit nervous over the exposure of her legs and breasts that her new clothes would give. "Jim, everyone can see my boobs in these tops."

I smiled and responded to her. "Exactly! I like seeing your beauty on display for me. We will also get you some more conservative outfits before your college classes start."

After a while, she relaxed and simply smiled when I appreciatively looked at her chest as she tried on her new clothes. We then went to the lingerie department. There we picked out several pairs of panties and bras. Most of her panties were French cut while a few were thongs. Her bras were all the push-up or shelf style. My mouth was watering over the anticipation of seeing Jenny wearing her new underwear.

We then picked out a couple of nightgowns for her. One was a long, silky, deep blue, full length gown. I thought it brought out the blue of her eyes. She also picked out a similar gown in white. Both gowns tended to cling nicely to her figure.

Lastly, we bought Jenny a pale blue baby doll nightie. It was thin enough that it would hide very little of her lovely young body.

Jenny blushed again when I held it up for her approval.

"You will look fantastic in this." I told the blushing girl.

"If you think so. I've never worn anything like that, but if you want me to, I'll wear it for you."

Before we headed for the check-out, we stopped by the cosmetics department. I picked her up her own bottle of Obsession. Several hundred dollars later, Jenny and I were heading toward my car. We were both loaded down with bags of clothing and accessories. She was hanging on my arm as we made our way across the parking lot.