Help Around the House (closed)

shizzz

That one guy
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Marcus had found his fathers passing to be something rather unremarkable. He hadnt gotten along well with him the last few years, but not as if there had been some major strife. Now he found himself in his dads massive house

His dad had managed to have it all paid for, and even the taxes for the next decade. Marcus himself was a successful lawyer patent lawyer, and knew he could afford the upkeep. But it was too much for a hard working bachelor in his early thirties to take care of, so he did what every other guy in his position did. He put an add out on Craigslist for a maid

He had gotten several responses, an had interviewed 6 already, but there was one more coming today. He had a little time before she was due to arrive. He stood up from the table, stretched his 6'3 190 lb frame of lithe taught muscles under his snug t shirt, sticking his hand into his shorts to pull out his phone and check the time. He strode into the kitchen, looking for a quick snack before she arrived. He knew he should be going over her resume, but he hadnt eaten since that morning and it was now nearing 5 and he was starving
 
Angel walked up the side walk, her eyes running over the large house. When she answered the add on Craigslist,she had expected the house to be a little bigger then most, but this was unbelievable. I can't believe he actually has strangers from Craiglist coming here for the interview. She thought.

She had been looking for a job for about two weeks now. Sadly, no one seemed to be hiring anywhere. It didn't help that she had no idea what she was doing. She never had to work before. Her parents paid for everything for her. Until now that is.

She didn't know what she did, but her parents called her and told her they weren't going to give her anymore money. That they didn't want her to get spoiled. How could they cut her off? While she was in college. She had books to buy. Classes to pay for. Why now?!

That didn't matter right now though.When she saw a maid tilted 'Maid Wanted' she jumped at it the chance for a job. Besides, this should be a easy one... she thought. Now, as she looked at the size of the place, she wasn't so sure. Angel walked up the steps and stopped in front of the door. "Well, it shouldn't be to hard to make him go easy on her. She had long, wavy hair that feel down her back, a curvy 5'6'' frame, sun kissed skin, with was topped with large, bounce 38D tits. Something guys weren't able to keep their eyes off of.

Angel took a moment to move her hand down to her short, white pleaded skirt, tugging it down a bit. It didn't really cover anything though. They tiny skirt still showed off some of her ass and the tiny white thong she wore. She ran her fingers through her dark brown hair, before knocking on the door.
 
He turned his head at the sound of the door, setting a half eaten sandwich down on the plate. He quickly walked down the foyer and opened the door, his voice catching as he was about to say hi

Before him stood a gorgeous girl wearing a tight pink shirt that wrapped around a pair of full large breasts, the neckline plunging low to expose a deep line of soft golden cleavage. Quickly he jerked his eyes back up to hers

"Hello. Are you here for the ad?" He asked praying that she was. He work was done a lot from home and the idea of having her around was more then alluring

She had nodded at his question. And he smiled

"Well then come on in. I'm Marcus" he said as he offered his hand to her, " your Angel right?"
 
He turned his head at the sound of the door, setting a half eaten sandwich down on the plate. He quickly walked down the foyer and opened the door, his voice catching as he was about to say hi

Before him stood a gorgeous girl wearing a tight pink shirt that wrapped around a pair of full large breasts, the neckline plunging low to expose a deep line of soft golden cleavage. Quickly he jerked his eyes back up to hers

"Hello. Are you here for the ad?" He asked praying that she was. He work was done a lot from home and the idea of having her around was more then alluring

She had nodded at his question. And he smiled

"Well then come on in. I'm Marcus" he said as he offered his hand to her, " your Angel right?"
 
She didn't have to wait long for someone to come and open the door. When he did, she put on a bright, cheerful smile,even as her eyes ran up and down his body. He was cute. Really cute. Honestly, she had expected some old perverted guy, wanting a someone cute to clean his house. That made it a lot easier on her part. She could easily use her body to distract this guy.

When told her to come in, she looked at his face. "Thank you." Angel walked past him, into the house. "Yeah, that's me." She muttered as she looked left and right. "You know, when I read the ad, you mentiioned your house was big, but not this big. This place is huge." She turned and looked at him.

"Are you the only one that lives here?" She asked, before she caught herself. "Oh I'm sorry. Your suppose to be questioning me, aren't you?" She turned and faced him, placing her hands behind her back. In the process, she pushed her tits out towards him, as if she were offering them to him.

"So, I'm ready to be questioned."
 
He smiled at her questions and comments as he closed the door. She had walked in a bit and he turned to watch the short snug skirt cling to her plump ass delectably, the thing barely came down past that plump rump

"No, no. That's fine. It's actually part of my opening shpeel about the house. It's close to 10,000 sq ft and yes I am the only one living here" he said as she turned around. She slid her arms behind her back and he paused. Her massive breasts heaved agai at the material of her shirt, pulled taught it outlined the thin bra she wore and accentuated their full roundness. He snapped his eyes back up to hers. There was a twinkle there

" you'll have to forgive me if I seem distracted, this is the sixth and last interview of the day" he said as he ran his hands through his short dark hair

"Several of the rooms aren't used so you won't have to worry about that. I'm looking for someone to clean and occasionally cook meals. I do most of my work from home, so the hours are flexible" he said stepping close to her

"Would you like a your? Or do you have any questions for me?"
 
"It's that big and your just asking for a maid now?" She asked him. The whole live alone thing caught her off guard. How could a man with a house this big, someone who obviously has a lot of money not have someone living here. Or at least have a girlfriend popping in. Maybe he was to involved in his work to worry about having a girlfriend around. Though, by the way his eyes stared at her breasts, he certainly needed one.

When he looked back up at her, she had to hold back a giggle. "Don't worry. I don't mind if your distracted." The more your eyes wonder, the better chance I have at getting the job. She thought to herself as she smled at herself.

"Oh, well I'm usually great at keeping things clean and I don't mea to brag, but I think my food is very yummy. I would gladly make you something to eat from time to time. All I need to know is what you like." She told him as she let her hands fall to her side. As much as she wanted to up her chances at getting the job, she didn't want her shirt to rip open do to her tits pressing so hard against the fabric.


"Oh, well if your not busy, I'd love a tour. But only if your up for it. I don't want this to be your sixth tour." Ashley tol him. "As for a question, I do have one, what hours do you need exactly. I mean, I know you said the hours were flexable, but I'm still in college. So I'll be busy in the morning." She really hoped that didn't screw up her chances.
 
He smiled at her

"No the tour is perfect" he told her as he mentally scolded himself for openly staring

"That's fine as long as I know when to expect you, and you show up when your expected to" he said as he turned to lead her around

"Yummy food sounds perfect. I can't say I'm a fan of any other" he joked as he lea her into the kitchen. It was large, ornate, and full loaded

"Here is where you'll have the opportunity to wow me with your culinary expertise" he said gesturing to the range, oven, and refrigerator in turn

"You can leave me a list of anything you need to cook with, or if you prefer I can give you an allowance for the food, so you can design the meals however you like" he told er as he glanced over at her as she walked past him to examine the kitchen. His eyes slid downtown that ridiculously short skirt, stretched taught over a plump ass that made him bite his tongue

He glanced up as she turned, having finished her survey of the room

"The rooms I use are on the west side. It's mainly a sitting room, my office, and the master suite with a bathroom. There is also another bathroom here" he sai as he gestured to a nearby door. Then he lead her down a hall to show her the office, then lastly his bedroom

"Their are several other bedrooms and such that remain unused. If for any reason you ever needed one its open to you" he said as he opene the door to his massive bedroom. A monstrous four post bed filled the room. Ornate carved furniture lining the walls, off to the sides were a walkin closet on one side, he gestured explaining. Then he showed her the master bath

"And the master bath" he said as he gestured to a huge bathroom with a large tub, a massive shower stall and expansive counter with a double sink. All marble and granite.

"There's a small porch here with a hot tub overlooking the pool in the backyard, they are free for you to use, but you won't have to worry about taking care of them. So do you think you could manage these rooms?" He asked as he turned bak to face her, smiling at how her shock at the opulence was obvious
 
"Of course! If I'm hired I promise I'll be on time every day." She reassured him with a quick nod of her head. If this job was as good as she hoped it would be, there was no way she was going to risk losing it because she didn't show up when she said she would.

When they walked into the kitchen, she moved in front of him, walking inside the huge kitchen. It was like those kitchen you saw on tv. The ones that always had a kitchen staff of like five people, all working on different meals. "Well, I'd have plenty of om to cook, that for sure."

"How about this," She looked back her houlder at him as she opened the fridge. "On the days your craving something, you give me a list of what I'll need and I'll go out and get it. Every other day, I'll just surprise you! dos that sond alright to you?" She asked sweetly. After closing the door up, she walked back over to him,ready to go to the next room.

As she followed him down the hall, she peeked into the rooms his showed her. They were all pretty big, but as long as he wasn't a slob, she should be able to manage them all. As he took her to his room, she thought to herself, How can one man live in a house like this by himself? Sure, she would love a house this big, but she didn't think she could stay in it alone. She wasn't the type that like bEing alone.

"That's sweet, but I don't need a room. I wouldn't want to cause you any trouble. It's bad enough I'm going to be wondering your house I don't want to take one of your rooms." When they got to his room, she groaned softly. His bedroom bigger then all the rest. It was breath taking! A huge bed, a closet she wishest she had like every day. Then the bathroom.

Lucky rich bastard.

When he trned and spoke to her, she tore her eyes away from his room to look up at him. "I wont lie, I'm more then sure I'll be able to handle cleaning this place, if your not one of those really flithy men that just leave trash eveywhere and don't even try to put it in the trash." She smiled happily. "I promise to try my hardest to make your house spotless if you are though!"
 
He smiled at her response, she seemed quite enthusiastic and he honestly thought her more flexible, and later in the day schedule, would work better for him then the schedules the other maids had offered. He was a bit of a late sleeper and the thought of someone showing up at 7am had not been appealing at all

"Don't worry I'm not a slob. It's just the dusting and the floors and the bathrooms that will require the majority of your time, and your cooking suggestion sounds perfect. I can just give you some cash at the start of the week and you bring me the receipts for what you get. " he TD her with a smile as his eyes dipped over her deliciously curvaceous form. A little eye candy around the house would be a nice perk too

"I tell you what. If your bit busy why don't I give you some cash and you go pick up something to suprise me with and yu can make dinner? What do you think?" He asked as he pulled his eyes back up to hers, realizing his gaze may have lingered longer than it should.

"After that I can show you where all the cleaning stuff is an you can give me your schedule. Will start it off as a trial month. If your good ill keep you. What do you think?" He asked as the idea of having this young lovely lady for dinner seemed like the perfect end to a day of grueling interviews

"We can talk a little more about your schedule an my expectations"
 
"Well then I'm sure I'll leave your house spotless when I leave." Dusting, floors, and the bathrooms, that's perfect. Sure, she's not the worlds best cleaner, but if that's all she really had to worry about, then she probably didn't even have to worry about sleeping with him to make things easier... Which ment she could just do it for then fun of it!

She was a bit taken back by him asking for her to make dinner with him... tonight, but she wasn't going to turn it down. Besides, she didn't mind making food for him. She was sure he'd enjoy whatever she made anyway, especially since he seemed to be way more focused on her body.

"That sounds great, actually. That way I wont have to bother you the day I start cleaning. I'll already know where everything is." She said, happily. "I have the perfect meal in mind too." She paused for a moment before adding, "Sadly, it wont be a 5 star meal."

"Why don't I go out now and get what I need and I'll be back in like... 30 minutes?"
 
"That sounds perfect" he said as he dug out his wallet and handed her a $100 bill

"That will give me time to freshen up" he told her with a smile as she took the money. He walked her back out of his room, letting his hand rest on the small of her back as he guided er out, taking in the sight o her delicious ass in the snug skirt as she walked. His height gave him the vantage to see over her shoulder and he loved the soft jiggle that went through the exposed cleavage with every stride she took.

He lead her back out to the foyer

"Just let yourself on in. If you don't see me come check my office or my room" he took her as he lead her to the door, opening it for her

He watched her leave and tuned back to hop in the shower, but just then his phone rang and he was caught up in a work call. Roughly twenty minutes later he was stripping down to hop in the shower. He knew he didn't have much time so he rushed washing up. Stepped out and wrapped a towel around his waist as he rummaged through the closet to find something to put on. Being used to loving alone, the door to his room was wide open as he changed.
 
She opened her purse up and slipped the hundred dollars inside before shutting it back up. "You don't have to clean up for dinner, I mean you look perfectly fine." She said, letting her eyes run over his body for a moment. "I take that back, you look way better then that."

When he led her outside, she looked back at him and called, "I'll be back later." Then she went and got into her car. She pulled out of his drive way and sped off down the road to the store. It didn't take her long to get there, which was great. I made getting his shopping down easier for her, that's for sure.

Twenty-five minutes later, she pulled back up to his house and grabbed the grocceries, as well as her purse. "Hey," She walked inside, using her foot to shut the door behind her. "I'm back!" Angel balanced the three bags in her hands as she walked to the kitchen, placing then down on the closest counter.

She took a moment to brush her skirt back down before she noticed he hadn't answered. Which ment he was either in his office or his room like he said. Angel headed down the hallway he had shown her down earlier, first going to his office. After peeking in and not seeing him, she headed to his bedroom.

The door ws wide open, so she peeked her head inside. What she saw wasn't anywhere near what she had thought she would... for a few days that is. There he was, standing there in only a towel. His musclar body still glistened slightly from his shower, which was very impress for a single man. She looked at his face, her own taking on a bright pink color.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd be- I'll be downstairs if you need me!" Angel grabbed the dorr knob and closed the door before she headed down the hall, her mind on one thing. What he'd look like without that towel.
 
He suddenly heard her voice, startling him as he turned around. The towel still clung to him snugly, and she may have been able to note the outline of his body in the towel, and his well toned torso was more than plain to see

"Oh yeah...sure. I'll be down in a minute" he said thinking about her parting comment. She had to know that she too was more than fine. That thought was one that had been in his head while he showered, and was the reason that the snug towel had clung to him, the outline if his long thick member partially visible to himself as he glanced down. He blushed at that thought. Then quickly dressed

He headed downstairs in a snug t shirt and a pair of gym shorts, casual wear for around the house now that his formal interviews were over. He stepped into his kitchen, smiling at the sight of Angel bent down fishing food from the bags, her plump little ass high in the air, her skirt rode up an he swallowed hard at the hint if her ass curving out underneath that skirt.

"So are you gonna tell me what we are having or do I have to wait" he said with a playful smile as he walked into the kitchen, pulling his eyes from her ass as she stood up. Yeah she was FINE.

"I'm always a fan if suprises, after all seeing you as my last applicant was a pleasant suprise. I hadnt realized that college girls were into cleaning up for rich lonely men" he too her with a chuckle as he stepped up to one of the bags, sifting through the contents trying to guess at what she was making.
 
She walked back into the kitchen and went over to the bags of clothes, her mind running a mile a minute. Marcus was hot! Like he should have a line of girls outside his house hot! Even if he wasn't rich, he'd have a line! She bent over, her large tits pressing against her tight top, almost threatening to rip it, as she grabbed a small bag of potatoes.

As she stood back up and set them on the counter, she looked back over the kitchen. That kitchen staff she was thinking about earlier, was now a filled with women in tight, tiny outfits running around, wanting to please him. In more ways then one.


As she reached back into the bag, she jumped, startled by the voice behind her. Angel looked back and gave him a smile. "Can't you just wait?" She asked as she pulled out some lettace and carrots. When he came over to look in the bags, Angel smacked his wrist playfully and took it away from him. "No! You need to wait until it's all cooked up and on the table." Before he could ask anything else, she added, "Don't worry, the meal has a bit of everything. So, you'll like it!"

She grabbed the bags and took them, as well as the potatoes over to the sink. "Hey, I'm sorry I walked in on you back there. If I knew you were changing, I wouldn't have just walked in then." I would have walked in later.

"Oh damn, I do have to ask one thing. Steak, and I'm not saying that's what we're having, how do you like it?" She asked as she turned on the water and started rinsing off the potatoes. Once they were clean, she walked over to the oven and turned it on. "Where do you keep the pans?"
 
Watching her work was a real treat. It allowed him to openly drink in her figure. Her to Ed bronze thighs sculpted by doubtless hours in the gym leading up to an ass with that perfect by shape, complimented by its swelling curve. It was something you could really grab a handful of. As she moved about he caught the shape of her profile, admiring how full and round her breasts were as the stretched her shirt taught, jiggling slightly as she hopped about

"The pans and what not are in the bottom cabinet next to the stove and I like my steak rare" he told her as he watched her work. They made polite conversation about her classes and his wrk as she moved about, cooking what promised to be a delicious meal by the smell of it

As she began to set the table he went off I to a small side room and grabbed a bottle of merlot. He popped the cork and poured the red liquid into two wine glasses as she began to fill their plates

He took a seat

"So I tend to sleep until 10 or 11. I'm a bit of a night owl when it comes to getting any real work done. What time would you be able to come?"
 
She walked over to the cabinet and pulled out a pan s well as a bowl and a few other things. "Rare,great." She put everything on the counter before closing the cabinet back up. "Hat'll come in handy whenever I mae it for you." She continued as she looked back at him, a playful smile on her face.

The young college student walked around the kitchen, making their dinner as they continued to speak. Talking about his job and her school. Surprisingly, he actually seemed interested in what she had to say. They way he had been staring at her all day, she kind of had the idea that he was just going to have her talk the whole time so hecould just watch her.

Not that there was anything wrong with him looking at her.

When dinner was ready, she grabbed two large plates and started laying dinner out on them. A large steak, a baked potatoe, a roll, and some salad. Once she was done, she brought bother lates to the table and laid them down.

After taking her seat;, she tilted her back, thinking. "Well, I think I could be around here by 12. or 12:30. My classes end by 11 so that gives me plenty of time to drop my books off and do a little homework before heading here." She looked up at him. "Are you okay with that? If you want, I came come later."

She looked at the wine glass in front of her and picked it up, looking at the red iquid before quickly setting it back down. "That's expensive, isn't it?" She asked. Not that she didn't like wine, it was just, she didn't want to seem like a gold digger before she even got hired. "I can't drink that."
 
"Noon sounds fine. That will give me plenty of time to sleep in" he told her with a chuckle. " I might even use you as my alarm clock. Of you ever come in and I'm not up, please feel free to come wake me because I should be up by then" he told her with a smile. Them he paused for a moment, taking the time to breath in the aroma of the delicious meal she had managed to whip up in such a short time

"Well it smells delicious angel. You've done a hell of a job impressing me already" he told her as he cut off a healthy slice of steak, smiling at the well cooked outside, and the pink delicious center. Then he popped it in his mouth, savoring the flavor.

"It's cooked perfectly" he said as she looked at the wine, then turned it down

"Nonsense. You have to try it at the least. And don't worry about the cost. The house was left to me, so my expenses aren't really as high as they might seem. As for the wine, well it's not cheap, but there are far pricier vintages out there. Come in and relax, let your hair down. Besides if you don't help me I'll have to have the bottle to myself and that won't help me get any work done" he told er with a wink

The two began to eat and chat. He joked with her about his work and the boring hours at his desk while he asked her about the adventures of college, sharing some of his more comical stories with her as the ate. She was a terribly pleasant woman and as he poured his second glass of wine he found his eyes straying from hers more frequently, admiring the robust curves her snug shirt had on display. She was going to be a delightful addition to the house. Delightful indeed.

"So tell me, is there a special man in your life? A woman as gorgeous as yours must have men knocking down your door at all hours of the day"
 
She shrugged at the complement, "It's not all that, but at least now I know I can fix you a good meal." When he told her not to worry about the cost, she smled a bit. "Well, I guess if I have to drink some wine to help you work, I could do it." She said playfully, before she grabbed her silverware and started to eat her meal.

As she ate, she talked with Marcus about his job, learning aout what he did. How entertaining it was, which it didn't really sound. Then they moved onto his life outside of his job. It had apretty fun life actually. At least when he wasn't working. He was a pretty interesting guy. She was actually really surprised he hadn't found his dream girl yet.

When she finished telling him about her rather iffy college life, she was down to half on her second class of wine. "Special guys?" She thought a little bit, leaning forward in her chair. As she did, the already low neckline of her top, opened up, showing off more cleavage as well as the white lacy of her bra. "I don't really have a special guy in my life."

Raising her hand up, she started twirling a strand of hr with her index finger. "I mean, I have a lot of guys that want me, but the guys that had me, after they have heir fun, usually can't put up with me." Angel smiled at him. "It's only because they think I act like a huge tease... to other guys."

"Marcus, you don't think I'm a tease, do you? I mean, there just being over dramatic." Her other hand moved to her top, pulling on the neckline a bit.
 
He couldn't help but be interested in her playful tone as she spoke. Especially considering the context of what she was telling him. To think that guys just wanted to have their fun with her

Oh how he wondered just how fun she could be

As she spoke she leaned closer and he could not keep his eyes from slipping to the full swell of cleavage that spilled out of her top. The lush line of soft flesh, and he licked his lips hungrily

Her other hand rose up, and as she asked her question, the finger of her hand began to play with the neckline, tugging it even lower. His eyes swelled at the sight of her

"You, a tease? No not at all" he said with a smile as he jerked his eyes up to hers

"You simply have a gifted figure that your not self conscious of. He k I bet your the kind of girl who is completely in embarrassed to he seen in her bra, you understand it's just like a bikini top. Hell I bet your the kind if girl who likes to sunbath topless" he said with a chuckle. He saw the test of her wine disappear and he rose, striding over to pour her some more. At the last instant he stumbled and a full splash if wine spilled out of te bottle, spattering her shirt


"Oh my god I am sooooo sorry" he said instantly
 
She smiled at Marcus as he stared down at her cleavage. She wasn't sure if it was becuase of the wie, or he really was impressed wth their size. Either way, she loed the attention it was getting her! With a laugh,she sat up a bit. "Your right, I do feel that way about bras. Though, I don't really think there like bikinis. You see, my bras are a bit more... revealing." She nodded her head downwards, motioning to her chest. "Like the one I'm wearing. If it get wet, it goes transparent." She giggled.

A grin crossed her fce. "If you hire me, you might be able to see if I sunbath topless or not. I do need someone to rub lotion on my body."

When he stood up to give her more wine, she leaned back down, grabbing her glass, ju in time for him to trip. A shriek of surprise rose out of her before she could control it, feeling the wine splash on her, covering her chest. She stood up, pushing the chair out of her way before she looked down a herself.

The deep red wine dripped between her cleavage, covering her blouse and staining her bra. Oddly enough though, she could only laugh. "Oh my god." she looked at Marcus as she started wiping her top. "The last time a guy covered my tits, he didn't have to apologize."

"Oh crap," She looked at him, still smiling. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that It was the wine." Angel moved her hands down to the edge of her top, pulling it up her body. "Do you have anything I can put on?" She tugged the top over her head, revealing her body to him.

She put the top on the table and looked down at her bra. "Aw fuck, I'll never get this out." She ran her finger over the lacy of her bras.
 
He hadnt really been listening to her as closely as he should have. It was when he realized she had mentioned tanning topless that he had stumbled. That idea had exploded in his head like an atom bomb.

Suddenly she shot to her feet as the wine soaked into her snug pink top. He froze in terror at his clumsiness and his eyes caught hers as she spoke

She didn't just say that, he thought to himself as that little smile of hers sank in. Then suddenly she was apologizing as she realized exactly what it was that she had said!!

And he wasn't sure if it was to change the subject, or to validate his opinion of her, but before he could evn grab a towel her hands shot to the hem of her top

Her arms crossed, squeezing her full tits together in an impressive display, then he head disappeared as the wine sodden garment was pulled up. Her flat lightly bronzed stomach stopped him dead on his feet, and the top rose higher. The bottoms of her bikini clad breasts slowly peeled free from the tight shirt, their round full was held back by a sheer Lacey material that made him understand what she had said. One breast was covers by the thin white material, the fine lace hinting at the color if her flesh, the other......

Her other tit was soaked in a scarlet. The wine soaked into the white material and made it cling to her skin. It also made it completely see thru bud swallowed hard at the perfect tit, and he found himself desperately wanting to lick the wine off of her. Then she brushed at the breast, and he realized she had spoken

"What?.....oh yes, a shirt. Sure. Please follow me" he said a he turned, afraid he wouldn't be able to look anywhere but at her chest, and hurried off to his room, hearing her follow

"I apologize. I don't know what I tripped on. I guess I am just clumsy and out if practice around a pretty girl" he said with obvious nerves, or else he wouldn't have said she was pretty

"And I guess I was right about that adult confidence. It s good you reacted so quickly. Pulling your shirt off like that may have saved your bra. We can get you a new shirt then get your stuff cleaned" he said as he burst into his room, dove into his closet, and soon poppe back out with a size able t shirt for her.

He slowed though as he stepped out min all his haste an nerves he had forgotten. In his room was a gorgeous girl, with a bombshell body. And one of her full round breasts was basically exposed, considering how clingy and transparent her top had become

"Ummm.....here this should fit"
 
Angel looked up at him when he said he could get her something to wear. His eyes were practicaly glued on her breasts! Hmm, maybe him spilling wine on her was a good thing. Looking down at herself, she looked between one cup to the other, seeing one was drenched in red wine while the other was its still perfect white lace.

When she looked back at him, she watched him turn and move to his room. "Hmm..." She grinned, looking him over before following. "Thank you, Marcus." She told him, crossing her arms around her back as she watched him.

Once they got to his room, she watched him dig through his closet before pulling out a shit and walking back to her, holding it out. "You don't have to apologize. It was just a acident. Anyone could have done that." She said as she took the top from him. "But I will admit," She grinned at him. "You had some incredible aim for a guy that was just talking about me sunbathing topless."

Turning her back to him, she reached behind herself, to er bra hooks. She unhooked it, allowing the thin straps to fall down her arms slightly before she pulled it offthe rest of the way by herself, letting it fall to the floor. "I'm sorry, I don't want to ruin your shirt as well." She explaned as pulled the shirt over her head, pulling it down her body.

His shirt wasn't as low cut as her's was, but it was still able to show off the curves of my tits. As well as her hardened nipples. Having both the wine, then the cold air hit them did a perfect job at turning them nto two hard nubs. After tugging the top down a bit, she turned and looked back at him.

"Better, right?" Ange asked as she moved her hand to her skirt, tugging it down a bit as well.
 
He watched her turn her back to him. Her hands slipping up her toned sleek back to I clasp the bra

The soaked material fell to the ground with a soft thud, the sweep of one breast billowed out from the line of her ribs, and he swallowed hard. Then she was tugging his shirt back in and he turned just as she did, so she wouldn't think he had been watching

"Oh don't worry about getting my shirt wet " he told he with a smile a she turned
Back to face her. His eyes fighting to stay on hers, and only failing once or twice

Who could blame him, her nipples were hard nubs of flesh poking against the tshirt quite obviously

"Well ummm. The least I can do is get these things washed up for you" he said as he gestured at her bra

"I swear it was an accident, I mean how lame would it be for a guy to do that? It's not like it was cold water on your back when your tanning. Those are little kid tricks right?"
 
She bent over and grabbed her bra. "Your probably going to be my boss... if you like me. So I don't really like it's a good idea to make your things dirty. Especially if your hiring me to clean up for you." She stood up straight, her tits bouncing slightly from behind the shirt. "But thank you!"

Placing the bra close to her chest, she shook her head. "No. You already said you were a busy man. Just tell me where your washig machine is and I can go throw this in there." Angel walked up to him, "I was just kidding. I know you didn't purposley throw wine on my top." She shrugged. "Even if you did, which I'm not saying you did, it was probably my fault. I was.. tugging at my top a bit. I'm sure I was distracting you."

With a smile, she leaned up, kissing his cheek. "I'm sorry." With that, she turned and walked out of his bedroom. "So, where is your washing machine." She walked back towards the dining room, going to grab her shirt.

"Oh, and were you done eating? I can do the dishes as well."
 
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