"I Can Help You With That"

[DangerousDarkEyes]

“Well is that any way to greet a business partner, besides that look you gave me told me you might have some uh more business.”

Samantha went around his desk and sat in the recliner opposite him. She stretched out in it where her nipples were obviously pushing against the material of the pink teddy and with her long legs stretched out was riding high up on her hip.

“But hey, if you got things to do, I can always go back downstairs and go to sleep, just like Hanna is doing. It’s entirely up to you. Oh, have you got anything to drink in here, I need to take these allergy pills.”

 

[TellMeATale2013]

Robert wasn't sure how to handle this. Samantha was here without Hanna's knowledge. That meant that explaining the presence of the half naked, 18 year goddess with her OLD MAN was going to be hard to do. And while he doubted the Melanie would come down stairs again for the evening, that possibility ALWAYS remained.

"Business..." Robert murmured, staring at those long, tanned legs as Samantha stretched before him. "Yes. We could ...we could do some more ...negotiating."

He turned away, walking slowly to the wet bar, looking back a couple of times to ogle her from different perspectives. He filled a tumbler with Vodka for himself and a second one with water for her, crossing to stand over her with just an inch or so between his conspicuously rock hard dick and the arm he held her water out to.

"How much is your cell bill each month?"

He smiled. Robert's biggest fear wasn't that someone -- his wife or daughter -- would presume hanky panky if they caught the two of them together one day. His biggest fear was that she would tire of him soon ...and she would no longer be around for the CHANCE of them getting caught together.

Cell bills came around month after month. Paying hers...? That meant her coming around ...month ...after ...month

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Samantha took the water and two allergy pills and swallowed.

“Hmmm my cell phone, that runs me about 60.00 a month. Usually not more than that.”

She looked at him with a grin on her face boldly looking at his stiff erection.

“Were you planning on paying that all the time or just this month?”

 

[TellMeATale2013]

Robert's mouth widened to match ber grin with one of his own; she's spied his erection -- and none too inconspicuously -- and he really had no idea how to respond ...other than not to respond at all.

He took her tumbler from her and returned to the wet bar, saying hesitantly, "Let's ...deal with those details later ...perhaps tomorrow. For now..."

He sat atop one of the bar stools, hold overs to when he was a young, single lawyer who'd just gotten engaged and bought this 70s era former Frat house. He studied her for a long moment, spending as much time with bis gaze on her freckle filled face as on ...that BODY!

"Tell me, Samantha," he said, his tone somewhere between job interviewer and business negotiator. "What could you do for me ...that would be worth sixty dollars...?"

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

“Oh my choice? Hmmm,” she replied with a bit of a sexy smirk.

She would have liked to do a you show me I’ll show you, but for 60.00 especially if she wanted to count on it every time it would have to be worth doing something he would like her to do. She took one hand and circled her covered nipple with hit, then lightly pinched the nipple. She did that for several times, then did the other one the same way.

“I suppose seeing me do this without my top on would be better. I’ll tell you what, I’ll let you see me completely naked and if you’re willing to pay my bill all the time. Every time you too I’ll be naked and play with myself in any way you want. Other wise, just this time you’ll see me naked and maybe play a little. Your choice.”

Samantha then ran a hand down to her covered shaven pussy and placed her palm over it pressing down and rubbing it just for a few seconds. She already was turned on and the thought of turning him on was even more arousing, especially if he was watching her.

 

[TellMeATale2013]

Samantha began touching herself, and Robert dick screamed so hard to get out that a chill ran up his spine. He glanced toward the den's door again, despite knowing it was closed already. He looked back to her -- to her hands wandering over those lovely little tits and their conspicuously hardened nipples -- and all he wanted to do was take her right then, right now.

She was a flirt -- a tease -- but somehow Robert knew that if he approached her, THIS was over. She didn't want some dirty old man ramming his dick into her; she was some dirty old man paying her attention ... and paying her money!

"Not here, not now," he said suddenly, stepping forward to offer her a hand out of the chair. "I'll turn off the alarm. They others won't hear us. Go get your cell phone. Go out the back door, follow the path to the shed. I have a little studio out there for painting, not that I have time to do it anymore. Yes?"

He thought he saw hesitation, and he smiled. He was expecting another negotiation -- as was right -- so he quickly added, "And we'll talk about upgrading that crappy little cell phone I saw you talking on earlier."

He backed a step and gestured politely to the door...

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Samantha listened to him and wondered why it was that he wanted her outside in the shed. Of course she knew it was less likely that she would get caught naked out there, but she had to wonder what else was going on in that head of his.

She looked at him, then heard him talk about a new phone, and so far he hadn’t asked her for anything bad, so she walked out the door. She followed his directions after getting her phone. There she waited impatiently for him to come out.

 

[TellMeATale2013]

(OOC -- I wrote this using a LOT of "god moding". You would be right to tell me to change it.)

By the time Robert arrived at the little studio, he had formulated a plan that he thought might be the first step in keeping Samantha in his life for the foreseeable future. He walked across to her, hesitated -- ogling her once more -- then leaned over her and laid a debit card upon her leg. He did it in such a way that connected his fingertips to her upper thigh for longer and in a way that a man his age shouldn't have been touching a girl her age.

"On the first of each month," he said, standing tall again, "I will put ... what did you say, $60 or so...? I will put $100 into this account. That should cover the cell bill, including the data plan that will need for your new smart phone."

He leaned forward again and, hoping she would not anticipate him doing anything more forward than they'd already negotiated, laid his hands upon her thighs, then slowly caressed them up under her teddy until he found the waist bands to her panties.

"And all I ask for is what you offered ... to touch yourself ... to show me yourself ... in pleasure ... once a month."

Robert began pulling the panties downward ... off her hips ... down her thighs ... over her knees ... past her ankles.

He backed up and dropped into his favorite, ratty old recliner. "There is no reason for a data plan if you don't have a smart phone, so I deposited $300 into the account already." He smiled and held up the panties, dangling them from one extended finger. "And all I ask for in return ... is that I get to keep these."

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Samantha lifted the top of her teddy off as she was grinning at Robert. She watched his expression as he saw her completely naked. Samantha smiled at him as her hands slowly started caressing her breasts, teasing and tweaking her nipples till the were hard. She let out soft moans as her fingertips danced over her body, bringing her soft shivers and delightful chills.

Then her hands moved closer and closer to her shaven pussy, teasing it by brushing her fingertips up and down and around it. She closed her eyes and pretended it was Robert touching her as her one hand pressed against her pussy setting off another set of moans from her, groans from him. She spread the light pink lips of her labia and then with her other hand ran her fingers up and down the inner folds of her very moist lips, dipping now and then into the entrance of her pussy.

“Mmmmm” she said as she brought a finger to her mouth and licked it.

Again her hands started caressing her pussy lips, spreading them wide apart to expand his view. With a fingertip she found her slightly swollen clit and began rubbing circles around it, flicking it once in awhile where she would moan even more. She continued to tease and torment herself, bringing her close to the edge where her body would tremble and then back off. She did this until finally she let out a loud moan as she climaxed, her body bucking, a thin layer of sweat covering her body and her entire body flushed. Her breathing was raspy as she stopped to catch her breath.

“Was that good for you?” she whispered with a devilish smirk on her face.

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[TellMeATale2013]

She was killing him. Samantha was simply killing Robert. He'd never done this before; he'd never watched a woman touch herself, caress herself ... pleasure herself! Oh sure, his wife had tried to do a little striptease act for him a couple of times when she was younger, and he'd had an exhibitionist girlfriend in college who used to run around half or fully naked sometimes, groping her breasts to tease Robert.

But this was simply unbelievable. He watched as Samantha parted her legs, put her long fingers to her pussy, and pleasured herself to what appeared to be a fairly satisfying and realistic orgasm.

It was simply the most erotic encounter Robert had ever had. The girl had no inhibitions whatsoever. The almost 40 year old father of her school friend is sitting in a chair just five feet away, and she's fingering herself to climax with never a moment of hesitation.

My god! If a hundred dollars a month can buy me this...

That thought came to him for a moment. Can you really afford to be putting out a hundred bucks a month for a little peep show? Should you? The answer to the first was Not really; but to the second, the answer was Oh, God yes.

Robert spend more money than that on espresso, and -- despite the much needed buzz some mornings -- coffee was a lot less satisfying then this was.

“Was that good for you?” she whispered when she'd finished.

"Yes," he said simply. "You ... you should go back to bed. We don't want Hanna to miss you."

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

“Yes I should, and I better get another pair of panties from my bag before I go downstairs.”

Samantha said as she smiled at him and then slipped her teddy over her.

“You need to get to bed too, it’s been a busy day,” she said before slipping out the door and walked back to the house.

Samantha went to Hanna’s room, got a pair of panties and then went back downstairs, slipping inside her sleeping bag. She turned off the movie and then fell fast asleep.

The next morning both girls had gotten up when they smelled bacon cooking. After cleaning up their mess in the basement, they went to Hanna’s room where they each got dressed. Samantha put her shorts on and then a small halter top that accentuated her breasts, her nipples pressed hard against the material of the shirt.

They all sat down for breakfast and Hanna asked if she wanted to stay another night and finish watching the movies.

“Oh I’d like to, but I have some things to do, but thanks anyway.” she said, planning on getting her new phone and seeing her boyfriend who had left several messages on her phone already. But that was something Samantha didn’t let even Hanna know about.

 

[TellMeATale2013]

“Yes I should," Samantha agreed. "And I better get another pair of panties from my bag before I go downstairs.”

Robert smiled broadly. Even two decades later, he could remember driving his convertible Mustang into the high school parking lot the morning after the Valentines Day Dance with the panties of the Varsity Cheer Squad leader dangling from the rear view mirror. All of the guys had known he was making his play that night, but none thought he could pull it off. Even with the skimpy, red garment hanging in full sight, many didn't believe it was true.

Then, in the middle of their lunch period, the long legged bleach blond came up to his seat, leaned over, kissed him long and passionate, then asked, "You have something that belongs to me?"

"I thought I got to keep those," he said, pulling the lacy panties out and handing them over.

As she turned to walk away -- and just loud enough for the other jocks to hear -- she said, "You get to keep my virginity. Isn't that enough?"

And with that one special day in his life, Robert became the most famous guy on campus, even long after graduation had come and gone.

Here now, with Samantha's thong in his hands, he let her leave with a happy smile. He turned out the lights, returned to his chair, pulled his slacks to his ankles, and masturbated himself to a very explosive orgasm, firing the first volley of Wish we were in her cum almost six feet away onto the little room's hardwood floor.

He fell asleep in his big chair with a blanket over him. At about 3am, he returned to the house, cleaned up, and laid next to his wife. He was tempted to roll her to her back and fuck her but didn't. Tonight was a memory he didn't want to spoil with something as unappealing as cumming inside his wife.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

After breakfast she said good bye to everyone, giving a little smirk to Robert when no one was looking, and then left.

She went directly to the store to buy a smart phone with his debit card. She spent over and hour there as the guy explained to her how to use it and all of its features. She liked the picture one where she could take a picture and send to him, and was deciding on how she was going to do that when she left.

Next she stopped off at her boyfriends house for a few minutes. They talked a little, but since he seemed to be so tired and wanted her to get in bed wit him, she decided to leave. She had been in bed long enough and she wasn’t a patient person.

So she went home and changed into several different out fits, taking different picture until she came up with the perfect one to send and text him, luckily she now had his number.

She finally decided on what pic to send him with the following note.

“Thanks for the phone, see what I can do with it?”'

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[TellMeATale2013]

Robert was watching a movie with his family and had just gotten up to refill the popcorn when the generic text tone sounded on his phone, still in the other room.

"Daddy, you want me to check that for--"

"NO!" Robert hollered, dropping the plastic bowl to clatter across the linoleum and he raced back into the room. Hanna's eyes were open wide with shock. "I'm sorry sweetheart. I didn't mean to startle you. It's just business."

He took the phone and saw the unfamiliar number. His heart was racing; he couldn't be sure it was who he thought it was, or that the text would be incriminating, but he simply couldn't take the chance. When he looked to his wife and saw her suspicious glare, he gathered his thoughts quickly and said, "The Cooper Account, remember. They want us back."

Melanie rolled her eyes and, seeing her daughter's confused look, explained, "The Coopers sued your father when the property he told them NOT to buy turned out to be worthless, just as he'd told them."

"And now," Robert said, continuing his wife's truth with his lie, "They want my services for another deal, and I just don't want to deal with them right now."

He stuck the phone in his pocket, saying he would check it later. He was just about to explode with curiosity by the time the movie ended and he excused himself to his studio. He locked himself inside -- which he did often for peace and quiet -- and opened the pic.

"Oh, god," he murmured, his dick -- already swelling with anticipation -- instantly beginning the long swell to rock hard stiffness. He immediately typed into his own smart phone, "Does it do video?"

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Samantha got the message and she typed back yes, but she would have to make one for him first. She typed in “What’s it worth to you to have a video?” she asked, still unsure if she could even do that.

She sent the message and wished she could have saw the look on his face when she got it.

 

[TellMeATale2013]

He smiled. His mind went right to where it always did. He typed:

How much you need? And what for?​

He laughed suddenly, remembering the lyrics to a song Hanna had been listening to, some singer named Lillian Allen or Arnold or ... or maybe it was Lily Arnold, oh he couldn't remember:

I am a weapon of massive consumption
And its not my fault
it's how I'm programmed to function​

Thank god for little girls with needs, he thought. Otherwise, our first dinner would have been out last.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Samantha laughed when she got the text back and she had to think for a minute.

“Depends on what type of video you want, stripping I’ll need 100.00 or for playing with myself then I’ll need 200.00. It’s for clothes and equipment I may need to let’s say give you what you need.”

Then she thought about it and had a feeling if she gave him a video, then what would he need her for. She text back to him she had changed her mind and didn’t want to do a video at this point of their relationship. Only pics she would send him once in awhile for free.

She clicked send and wondered what his reaction to this may do. Hopefully, she thought to herself was keep him interested in her. But then again, it might make him mad, but she decided to risk it.

 

[TellMeATale2013]

Samantha's texts had Robert chuckling with pleasure. She was learning the art of negotiation. He wondered if perhaps he shouldn't pay her way through business school and have her come work with him at the firm.

That, of course, made him smile at the thought, She would be working UNDER me.

Then, when he read the line about needing stuff for future performances, the word infrastructure came to his mind, and just as the country needed to build roads and bridges to keep commerce flowing, Robert thought I guess it's only fair that I keep her in nice clothes ... if I'm going to enjoy watching her take them off.

Samantha seemed like a smart girl -- not just a perfect body with no inhibitions -- but her back track on her texts reminded Robert of her youth and inexperience and about how young people were often impulsive.

He remembered how close they'd come to Hanna seeing the erotic picture that Samantha -- her slumber party friend -- had sent him.

As much as he wanted the red headed, fair skinned beauty to send him a pic an hour, each one more erotic than the last, he simply couldn't take the chance.

He texted her:

No more spontaneous texts.
We will find a way to maintain privacy.​

Then, thinking about her needing clothes, he texted her again:

Parking lot behind Garron's, Sunday, 5pm.
I know the owner. Can get in after closing.
$200 worth of what ever you need.
I pay ... you play.​

Even before Robert had finished the text, his dick was hard as a rock. He'd negotiated the lease agreement for the adults only toy and clothing store a dozen years back, making it possible for them to stay in the massive shopping center.

Over the years, the center had begun to take a major family and religious feel to it, with the opening of a pair of Christian Book Stores, a Montesori day care center, and even a denominational church in what had once been a Sears and Roebucks. When the new tenants tried to claim that Garron's just didn't fit there anymore, Robert reminded them of who was there first.

"In legal terms, you came to the nuisance. The nuisance didn't come to you. If you move into a pig sty, you don't have a right to complain about the smell."

Greg Garron, the now 85 year old owner -- an odd duck to be selling vibrators and crotchless panties -- hadn't like being compared to a pig sty. And he hadn't like the compromise of having to close his store on Sundays to allow the mega-church's over flow parking in his lot.

But he'd very much like the four million dollar settlement he received, as well as the dividing wall and row of now-tall poplars and firs that separated the two facing strip malls.

Robert knew that Garron would show him some discretion bringing a young lady in on his one day of no business. Robert smiled yet again; Garron, the dirty old bastard, had not just a wife half his age but a mistress half hers again!

Robert couldn't wait to see what kind of kink Samantha might find appealing. He didn't like having to wait until next Sunday -- six days away -- to see her again, but they'd already taken so many chances. He would survive somehow.

Actually, he knew exactly how he was going to survive. He went back out to his studio, locked the door, used the blue tooth on his phone to put the pic of Samantha up on the big screen, and pretended that he was stripping her ... as he masturbated.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Samantha read his text message and was disappointed she couldn’t just text him or send pics whenever she wanted to. But then when he text her back about meeting him Sunday at a secluded place, she got more excited. Although that was a long time to go without seeing him. But that was okay, she had money right now and the bills paid that she needed paid.

She spent the next week being the tease she was and happened to make a couple hundred dollars just for letting two other fathers of friends photograph her in her sexy outfits. She didn’t have to do any more for them, which she wouldn’t have anyway. She just couldn’t pass up the chance to make money.

She went to the store and bought several new outfits and had her nails done.

When Sunday came, she showered and shaved really good. Then she put on white bikini panties and a sheer lace under wire bra. Over that, she put on a silk pretty gray dress that clung to her body, outlining all her curves. She wore a little make up and put on her 4” gray stiletto’s, sprayed her favorite perfume looked at herself in the mirror.

After she brushed her hair out, she grabbed her purse and went to Garon’s parking lot. She had heard about this place, but had never been in it and she was quite excited.