Chapter 1

Jack put the key into the safe house lock and opened the door. He stepped in, set down his bag and started to take off his coat when he glanced up. Standing in the kitchenette, wrapped in a blue towel stood a twenty something woman with tousled reddish, brown hair standing frozen with a deer-in-the-headlights look.

“Hello,” Jack said slowly as he tugged off his coat.

In one hand, the girl held a Butterfinger, she waved with her other hand. “Hi,” she squeeked.

“My name is Jack...” he paused but the woman said nothing, just stared. “And you are?” he coaxed.

“Oh, ahh...” she stumbled. “I’m ... ah ... Sylvia.”

Jack nodded, “Sylvia. So, what are you doing here?”

“Listen, I’m sorry,” Sylvia said as she moved toward Jack, obviously heading toward the master bedroom. “My friend let me in, she said it would be okay.” Her towel started to drop, she had to stop to keep it from falling to the floor. “Please don’t fire her, Amy said nobody ever stays here and when I lost my job then my apartment, she said I could stay a few days.”

“Ah, Amy,” Jack said, throwing his coat on the back of the couch. “The housekeeper.”

“I’ll just get my shit and go,” Sylvia said as she padded into the master bedroom. As she passed through the doorway, Jack couldn’t help but notice Sylvia’s towel was open at the back, her creamy back, long legs and tight ass in full display.

Jack let a few seconds pass before he responded. “Listen, you don’t have to leave. I’ll only be here a few days. It wouldn’t hurt if you stayed and house sat for me. In fact, I could pay you to look after things.”

Sylvia appeared in the doorway holding on to the towel with a shocked look on her face. “Are you fucking me?” she gasped.

“No, I’m not...” Jack stumbled. ‘But I would sure like to fuck you’ he thought.

Sylvia screamed and rushed toward Jack and threw her arms around his neck. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she squealed, pelting his cheek with kisses.

When Sylvia pulled away, her towel fell to the floor revealing two perky full breasts with pencil eraser nipples. Her crotch was shaved, but at that angel, Jack could see nothing else. Sylvia bent over and grabbed the towel and ran naked back to the bedroom.

Sylvia ran into the bedroom out of sight of Jack then glanced back over her shoulder. “So what does a house sitting job pay?” She asked as she dropped the towel and ran her right hand up to her left breast. She squeezed her breast then her nipple and she slipped her left hand down between her legs.

“Oh, I don’t know,” Jack said from the living room. “How much do you need?”

Sylvia slid one finger inside her now wet cunt as she probed for her clit. She held back a gasp as she thought about the hug and feeling Jack’s huge rock hard cock against her mound. “Oh, maybe $250 a week?” she gasped.

“$250 a week is fine.” Jack thought that was a little high, but he would have been willing to pay more to keep Sylvia there. He reached down and found that his cock was at full attention. He wondered what Sylvia would do if he went in, threw her on the bed and fucked her brains out.

Meanwhile, Sylvia was thinking about having Jack’s cock deep in her pussy as she rubbed her clit and squeezed her nipple.

“Have you eaten yet?” she heard Jack say.

“No, not yet,” she said, trying to control her voice. ‘But you can eat my pussy if you want,’ Sylvia thought. ‘Come on Jack, eat my wet pussy!’

“We can go out if you want,” Jack suggested. “Or ... we could order out if you ... don’t want ... to get ... dressed.” Jack was rubbing his hard cock thinking about Sylvia creamy white body, her luscious tits and her sexy long legs.

“Order out would be fine, there is a Chinese place around the corner.” Sylvia’s body jerked as she felt herself orgasm. She took her left hand, put her finger in her mouth and licked her own cum off her hand. “The number is there by the phone. Why don’t you call it in while I finish getting dressed.”

Jack was so close to cumming but he decided to stop before he made a mess. He went to the phone and called in the order.