My House, My Rules
Copyright© 2013 by autofocus
Chapter 6
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - Our overworked home business owner hires a live-in housekeeper. He is pleasant but insists that it is his house, his rules. Her 'daughter' becomes quite the tease. 'Mom' gets competitive and ups the ante. However, the Boss hates a tease who can't deliver, so enforces a dress code. The Girls pay the embarrassing price, willingly, to their surprise. As do their friends when the new, very strict dress codes are enforced. The Boss is not unhappy when the teasing becomes a game. He can play, too.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft ft/ft Teenagers Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Time Travel Post Apocalypse Extra Sensory Perception Space Mystery Brother Sister Father Daughter MaleDom Spanking Light Bond Group Sex Harem White Male White Female Oriental Female First Anal Sex Exhibitionism Public Sex Workplace Nudism
The heat simmered in the house as they lived normally until Friday. Allison went to collect the last of the food and lots of hard lemonade. She arranged delivery of the chicken. Pete picked up a kiddy pool and some spray bottles. He had to get the gallons of baby oil at a medical wholesale warehouse. The Twister was in the closet. All was hidden in the dungeon. Pete also ordered and picked up a birthday cake with both names. There were forty-two candles. Chocolate cake, strawberry preserves between the layers and chocolate icing. He concealed the cake in his room.
Pete hid the cake just as Allison received the food. At least she was wearing jeans and a work shirt. She and Pete put the volumes of munchies and snacks in the pantry and frig, finishing as the schoolgirls arrived like a mob of squealing kids. Up the stairs like a herd of elephants they ran, stopping by the kitchen long enough to meet Allison and Pete.
Mary got out in front of the identity issue immediately. "Kim and Cam. Allison is really my big sister. Our parents are in Florida, so she is acting as my guardian so we can stay in New York. Sorta like you and your Granny. Keep it quiet. The school assumes that she is my mom and it will fuck up everything if they, or anybody, thinks differently, I might have to go to Florida and my sister will get in trouble. So, just call her Allison. You can't screw up that way."
Lisa said, "It's 'Allison' all the time and it's her birthday, too."
"And a gentle word of caution girls, Mr. O'Neal is the boss of the house. What he says, goes. He's really pretty nice and a lot of fun and never gets you to do stuff you won't soon like. And he doesn't allow us girls to tease." Allison warned. "If you do, be ready to deliver."
Mary shouted, "Lets get this party weekend on the road. Hit the bedroom and get these school clothes off." Lisa, the twins and Allison sped away.
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