Neat n Naked (Closed for derekmccarthy) PM for Appt

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"Neat n Naked...where our girls suck better than hoovers. How can we help you?"
 
"Oh hello, I didn't expect for someone to pick up the phone. I was given this number by a friend and thought he was playing a joke on me. That being said, I am certainly glad to hear that is not the case." I await a response from the other line but receive none, so I continue. "Anyways, I was hoping one of your girls could come over and errr... clean the place. I moved out of my parent's house a few months ago and my apartment has become a mess. Is that possible?"
 
"Why of course sir. What kind of girl would you like?" she asks
 
"I would prefer one that's younger, around my age. I guess I should clarify that I am decently young myself. I graduated high school just a couple years ago." I pause to gather my thoughts

"You see, I'm not particularly experienced. I have fooled around from time to time but have never been particularly, how would you say it, involved with another woman. I consider myself to be a submissive type, but the research I've done leads me to believe that I don't want a full-on-domme"

"I hope that's not too confusing. If you need I can provide more info"
 
"So someone under 25, controlling but not a dominatrix. How about body type, skin color, hair color, tats or piercings, hair length, or anything else you want or don't." she asks trying to narrow down the 40 or so matches to two or three.
 
"Ahhh yes I'm glad you asked. I would prefer that she is on the skinnier side, with breasts that aren't particularly large. That being said, I have no preference on her rear end. I certainly don't want any piercings or tattoos and would prefer longer hair. Finally, in terms of hair color, either a blonde or a ginger would do, but not a straight red-head. Like I wouldn't want it to look like it was dyed red. I hope that's enough info."
 
I pull up both files on my laptop. "Both ladies certainly fit the bill. Y'all certainly know your stuff." I continue to pour over both girls' files.

After taking a few more moments to decide between the two lovely ladies I announce my decision. "I think I would prefer Felicity. Her girl next door attitude belies a sort of "innocence" that is extremely intriguing. When can I expect her arrival?"
 
"She can be there this afternoon, or would you prefer tomorrow."
 
"This afternoon would be preferable." I continue to finish the finer details of the transaction and hang up, pleased with the arrangements.

Immediately after, I begin to tidy myself up. First I take a nice, long shower, making sure to scrub every inch of my body. I then put on clean, or maybe just cleaner, clothing, dressing myself in khaki shorts and a light blue button-down. Afterwards, I decide to shave the patchy spots on my chin and neck, the razor slightly irritating my skin. I eagerly await Felicity's arrival.
 
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Felicity got out of her Prowler and found the residence she was looking for. Checking herself in the mirror she liked how the skintight blue sheath with the faux turtle neck collar and long sleeves looked on her slim frame.

Waling up to the door in her knee high leather boots she knocked on the door.
 
Upon hearing the knock on the door Derek stands up from his black leather chair, walks to the door, and opens it. Standing in a doorway is a stunning ginger. He immediately notices her small but firm breasts and her kind face.

Derek looks the girl up and down. "My, you are as stunning in real life as you are in the pictures. Please come on in"

Felicity enters the apartment while Derek holds the door. He follows her into the living room, taking a quick glance at her rear end
 
"Hi, I'm Felicity. And you're staring at my butt aren't you?" she asks sternly. Turning around to look at him.
 
"My uh why" Derek stutters, caught off guard by the question. He didn't think Felicity had noticed. "Yes, I'm sorry about that" he mutters. "I'm Derek, by the way." Derek's eyes are glued to the floor
 
"That was a bit naughty, wasn't it? Staring at my ass without even a proper introduction." She walks over to the couch and sits down, crossing her legs, her dress sliding up her thigh. Sighing she looked at him. "What should I do with a naughty boy?" she asks the room.
 
"It was I must admit, but it was too difficult to resist" Derek replies and finally shuts the door. He walks over and sits on the leather chair, facing Felicity. He takes a quick glance at the skirt riding up on her leg, eager not to have Felicity catch him yet again.

The following question catches him off guard. "Well I'm not quite sure. What do you usually do with naughty boys?" His tone was inquisitive but protective, but his breathing became more rapid, betraying a sense of anticipation
 
"Did I invite you to sit?" she asks him shaking her head. "I think maybe you need to learn your place. I think you need to Strip." she says pulling out her phone and Chuck Berrys My Ding a Ling starts playing.
 
"Oh my apologies" Derek replies, shocked to be commanded in such a manner in his own home. He begins to unbutton his shirt. However, after becoming stuck on the third to last button he rips the shirt off, scattering the remaining buttons. The khaki shorts come off with relative ease, however. As he begins to take off his underwear, he hesitates.

"Don't you think this is a little fast?"
 
"and you waited all of 3 millisconds before staring at my ass right. Now I'm going to let you know how it feels to be objectified." she tells him, the corners of her mouth curling in a slight smile.
 
"Good, now if you lose those boxers, then I can stare at you." she says focusing on his crotch.
 
Derek slowly pulls his plaid boxers down. Eventually, they fall to the floor. He steps out of them, leaving a crumpled heap behind him. "Are you happy now?"
 
She smirks at him. "Well that's better.' she says. "I could use a glass of water," she says her eyes laser focused on his cock.
 
"Would you like ice or no ice?" Derek replies. He is uncomfortable being already make in front of this obviously demanding woman and begins to move to cover himself. He stops himself though, as he is afraid of what new demands she might make. Instead, he simply turns and goes to the kitchen, fetching a glass of water
 
"Ice please she says as he starts to turn away." As he walks away she starts to call out "Oh baby I want some fries with that shake." Then she lets out a loud wolf whistle, "Damn that's a fine ass, I'd love to take a bite of that" until he's out of sight.

Standing up she quickly sheds her dress leaving herself in a blue lacy bra and matching French cut panties. folding the dress she puts it in her purse and sits in the same position she was in before he left.
 
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