Picture Perfect

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Name: Marisa Drover
Age: 29
Apperiance: Waist length long brown hair, deep brown eyes, 5'7", average weight not thin but not plumb, 36 D, pouty lips, and an ass the more than fills her jeans.
Personality: Kind and considerate but stands her ground and can be stuborn.

Marisa was mutter and cussing to herself as drove her old beat up pick up truck down the long drive. If not for her ex she would not be here now. The foul man and gambled all their savings away then divorced her and sold the house and car out from under her. Because she had no car and no house she lost her job when it rained it poured. Luckily (at least she was hoping it was luckily) a friend of her late father had heard of a ranger named Lance Morgan was looking for a live in housekeeper/cook. Marisa had been an accountant before but she knew how to clean house and cook her father had seen to that.

"Marisa doll just 'cause you gonna be a career woman don't mean you don't need to know how to be domestic too."

She smiled remeber the lectures her father would give on the subject. Driving up to the house she cut the engine on the borrowed truck. Taking a deep breath and straightening her shoulders she headed to the door and rang the bell sending a quick prayer she would be hired. That prayer was cut short however when she herd a loud bang followed by a string of cussing that made her earlier curses sound like child's play.

 

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Lancpopped up when he heard the doorbell ring. He ran his big strong hands through his jet black hair, ribbed his ice blue eyes and hopped out of his chair. As he turned to get the door he caught his bare door on the coffee table

A long strong of cursed slipped through his lips as he pounded the wall with his fist. Nothing smarted like catching your toes

He opened the door in a right white shirt that showed his lithe muscular frame, and a pair
Of jeans

The person on the otherwise of te door had not been what he was expecting

"can I help you?" surely this lovely sight wasn't the gal lookking to clean house for him

 

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Marisa stare bug eyed at the man. No one had mentioned that he was so tall and athletic for a moment she thought she might swoon as old fashioned as the word sounded. She had to catch her breath after the shock of his appearance before she could answer his question. Running her sweaty palms down the sides of her tight blue jeans she stuck her hand out to shake his.

"My name is Marisa Drover I am here for an interview with Mr. Morgan. I should be right on time." She hoped this man wasn't her possible boss or she would have to buy new batteries for her vibrator once a week.

 

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"come on in ms drover. I'm Lance" he said as he stepped back, and lifted his hand and shook hers. He smiled as she came in. Her looks catching him off
Guard

And her body made him shake his head

"So you understand that I am looking for a live in cook/caretaker. " he said as he took the lead and gestures her to follow. He lead he through the old country house, into a back room with a sofa and a chair. He took a seat in the chair

"Go ahead and take a seat. Tell me a little about yourself. Where yur from
And what you like to do and all that"

 

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Marisa nodded and followed him to the back room sitting delicately on the couch. "Marisa if you would please Mr. Morgan. ANd yes I understand what you are looking for. I have no formally experiance of course but my father insisted I learn how to run a house and cook he was of saying he'd be damned if his only daughter would be undomesticated. I use to be an accountant and I love numbers. When I have free time I like to read. I am a simple woman Mr. Morgan and Bud Landers who sent me to you was a fried of my father's so I am sure he would not suggest something I would be unable to do."

She stated all of this in a calm and professioinal voice while looking around the room and making a quick list of the chores that would need to be done in this room and how offten. as far Marisa was concerned everything in life could be broken down into numbers.

 

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"Well that's good. I work the land most if the day. That means rising early and bed early. Pretty much follow the sun. So meals might be something you get used too. I pop in and out through the day and for lunch. It don't pay much but there is room and board and rv and all that" he said briskly

"and I will work aroun vacation and all that. And weekends off. But no bringing preppie to the house withou me knowing. None at all" he said quite distinctly

"But he is a good man and I'm sure your perfect for the job" and easy on the eyes, he thought to himself

"tbe biggest shock here is no air conditioner, it gets hot during the day for sure round here. But cool at night. I even got me a small pool in the back. One of those he above ground ones, but it hits the spot at mid day" he told her with a smile , keeping his eyes off her chest, mostly

"Amd all you have to do is keep the house straight and cook. If you want I can try you out tonight. Let you cook dinner and all" he said with a nod

 

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Marisa stared at him in shock, "If you want I can try you out tonight." yup those where the words he said. Then finally the rest of the sentnce trickled into her contious about the time she was about to put him in his place. "Let you cook dinner and all."

Marisa sighed shaking her head to clear the wayward thought. "That all sound very acceptable Mr. Morgan. Seeing as how it's 4 now I will see what's avalible to cook for dinner and start prep will 6 work for chow time?"

 

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He smiled at her

"Absolutely. Let me show you the kitchen. " he said as e stop up, his eyes drifting
To the neckline of her blouse as he stood up.

"a follow me" he told her as he lead her to the back right side, into a large kitchen that was mostly un used

"And as you look around let
Me know of you need anything. I'll just be out bak there" he said gesturing to a door, "splitting some wood"

Lance stepped outside, standing near te window
By the sink. And he began to split wood. He paused to peel his short off, showing a heavily toned and tanned torso, arms thick with muscles

He began to methodically work through the wood

 

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Marisa was already lost in thought doing numbers, caculating and problem solveing. Once he left her she decided the first thing she needed to do the next day was shop for groceries but she managed to find enough ingrenients to make spegehettii. After she got everything started on the stove and the kitchen contiuned to heat she decided to try an old trick her dad use to use. She found a small rotating fan feeling a bowl with ice and just a little water she set it right behind the fan's blades sighing as she felt the cool breeze to help her stay cool she wet a dish cloth and kept it to the back of her neck mindless of the fact that her shirt was white.

Finally with dinner ready she stepped out the back door to let Mr. Mogan know dinner was ready and almost fainted at the sight that was before her. He was still chopping wood but his shirt was off his skin was tanned, his muscles bulging, and he was drinched in sweat. As she saw a drip of sweat trail down his spine she licked her lips wanting a taste. She cleared her throat loudly.

"Ummm Mr. Morgan dinner's ready." She called and headed back in refreshing the Ice behind the fan and making sure the air hit the table she finished setting the meal on the table sitting down and waiting for his entering hoping he liked dinner.

 

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He was glad when dinner was called. He set his axe aside and looked up.

"I'll be right there" he said as he grabbed his shirt. He went in another door, grabbed a towel and wiped the swear off his body. He tossed his shirt back on and returned to the kitchen

"Smells delicious" he said as he took a seat

 

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Marisa sat up straight still not realizing the water from her dish towel had dappened the front of her shirt.

"Hopefully the fan and ice will help you cool down. I just made spegehttie and salad tonight and there is enough for breakfast but if you decide to hire me I will need to run into town to get groceries enough for at least week. Do any of your ranch hands ever eat up and are there anyevents in the near future I need to shop for? Also I still need to do caculations of the cleaning supplies I didn't get to that yet so I'm not sure what you have or what your out of." Finally realizing she was rambling Marisa quickly pressed her mouth shut and watched him.

 

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He smiled as she began to run through a list of things she was already thinking about and wondering about. As she sat there ticking things off, Lamce realized something

Marisa shirt was clinging to her best quite snugly. He could make out the lines of her full curving breasts and a hint of the bra underneath

He snapped his head back up when she suddenly stopped talking

"Occasionally I have a hand around, depending on seasonal needs. None for the moment though. But I'll give you lots of. Price when it might be more then me. As for cleaning supplies ingot a good. It, but I am probably missing some here and there" he told he wih a smile as he turned to the spaghetti and took a bite

It was exquisite

"Well done. I believe I'll hire you right now" he said with a grin, one for he food, and two for her chest. The shirt seemed to grow tighter, and with the cool fan air he swore he could see her nipples

 

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Smiled and felt her hopes rise, "Please don't be joking I need this job so badly and I promise to do the best job I can. I can even help with book keeping if you want to help you free up time. PLease please say you are serious Mr. Morgan."

She brought her hands up between her breast in a pleading fashion honestly praying that some good furtune had finally fallen upon her. She was even ready to get on her knees and beg for a chance if she had to. She nibbled her lip waiting for his answer fighting the tears she knew where forming in her eyes. They where the tears of her desperation pride got swept away when one's survial was on the table.

 

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Her reaction caught him off guard. He leaned back in his chair, his cool blue eyes taking in her desperation. She was beginning to cry. Her eyes tearing up as she looked at him he couldn't tell her no, but a part of him could not help but notice her need

"Certainly Marisa. I could always use help with the books. I just hope that you don't mind occasional demands. You know every now and then going a little beyond the usual requests" he told her with a smile, trying not to notice how her hands fit between her full breasts

"why don't we give this a shot" he told her with a smile. "You could even stay here tonight if you like, but the rooms not quite ready yet"

 

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Marisa sank back in her chair in relief "Oh thank you thank you Sir. It's not a problem I could sleep on the couch or prepare one of the rooms. just thank you so much for this chance."

She laid her head on the back of the chair in advertently pressing her breast forward. She had a job and a home she was safe. That is if she could keep it. She imediately staightened sitting up and finishing her meal.

 

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The sight onher head leaned back, and chest thrust forward made her breasts seem massive. He knew he would need to try to get a better look at her. She was indeed cute, and her body was indeed well put together. Her cooking was impressive, and he could only imagine the kind of home she could keep. Of he got all that and the occasional peek, well he would be one lucky bastard

He pulled his eyes from her chest as he sat back up

The two finished their meal with polite chit chat. He got up and took his fishes to the sink, then pulled a beer from the fridge

"Wpuld you like a beer Marisa?" he asked as he grabbe a second one, not waiting for her answer, he walked back over to her

"I'm gonna go watch a little tv. Come find me when your done and we can figure
Out where to put you tonight" he told he with a smile

 

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She nodded taking the beer. "Thank you Sir." and as he went to watch tv she walked the room checked the cabients compiling list upon list upon list of this to do get or make or oraganize. After about an hour and half she finished walking the house and went out to her truck and powering it on as she leaned against the hood and made a folder labeled Morgan Household in that folder she put all her list and schedules and plans she worked just standing leaning against the hood for another good hour when she suddenly jumped out of her skin when Mr. Morgan tapped her shoulder.

"Jesus H Christ your scared the life out of me Mr. Morgan."

 

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He had been way hung tv for a good while, when e realized that Marisa had never come to find him. He got up and began to walk around the house looking for her. He noted then the sound coming from outside. He quietly stepped out

He didn't sneak, but he was careful not to disturb her. He stepped up behind whee she was leaning on her truck, then tapped on her shoulder

He smiled a little as she started

"Sorry. And please, it's lance" he told her with a smile

"You never came to figure out where you'd sleep spin had to hunt you down"

 

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She let out a sigh "Yes Mr. erm Lance sorry I was busy putting things in order for tomorrow and the week to follow. If you could give me access to a printer I could print out the list for you to okay."

She indicated her lap top "That and it's dying as well." She went back to the back of the truck and grabbed her bag and waited to follow Lance back inside. She tried to ignore the fire kindling low in her belly.

 

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"sure" he said with a smile as she gathered her stuff. The sun was well and see, the light of dusk quickly fading

I think we will set you up in the tv room for tonight" he said over his shoulder as she followed him

"there's a bathroom just off to the side for you" he told her as they stepped into te room.

"Why don't you go ahead and change while I get yu a sheet, blanker and pillow" and with that he turned and disappeared through the doorway

 

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She slipped into the bathroom with her bag and quickly changed into a knee length gown of silk and trimmed in lace. She bound her hair up in a pony tail. Peeking out the door to make sure lance had not returned she slipped out Mr. Denpendable in hand and quickly slid him under the couch for easy access later. She knew tonight would be a night she would need him well in hand.

She was looking around when a noise at the doorway drew her attention. And there stood the man who would fuel her fantasies tonight, Lance, arms bundled high with covers and pillows. She couldn't help but laugh he made such funny sight.

 

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He went to the linen closet, grabbing a sheet and a pillow, and a nice blanket. He took his time, giving her a food chance to change. Then came back to the rv room

He paused, the silk nighty had a low neckline that shoes a fine bit of cleavage, her large chest stretching the material taugh. It wasong enough to e decent, but showed a pair of luxurious thighs

"Here you go. I got you a blanket, but I doubt you will need the blanket with all the heat" he told her with a grin as he set the pile down on te coffee table

"Os there anything else you need for the night "

 

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Marisa smiled sweetly at him.

"No I think I got it covered thank you and good night Lane."

She watched his fine ass as he made his way back out of the room. Waiting until she heard his bedroom door click shut until she set about making the couch into her bed for the night. Once it was made she turned the light off but the full moon streamed through the window giving the room a pale light for her to see by.

Laying back on the couch and instantly an image of Lane with his shirt off covered in sweat and chopping wood came to mind. Blindly she fumbled under couch until she found Mr. Dependable and turn him on while hiking up the skirt of her night gown and began teasing the bare skin of her pussy letting out a soft moan.

 

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He went back into his room, throwing on a pair of basketball shorts as his own form of pajamas, tugging his short off and tossing it into the laundry basket

He went into his bathroom and went through his nightly routine

He turned off the lights and laid down in his bed, afte laying there for a few minutes he realized he hadn't told her when breakfast needed to be ready

He popped out of bed and without bothering to turn on Amy lights, he stepped into the tv room

He had heard a soft buzzing as he approached, and in. The soft moonlight he saw her spread thighs an gently rolling hips. Her eyes were closed an she looked....exquisite

He slid a
Hand to his shorts, feeling himself swelling along his thigh. He began to rub his erection slowly, watching her closely

"Marisa" he said in a soft heavy voice

 

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Marisa was lost in her fantasy world with Lane as the star. When she heard his voice whisper her name as if he was highly aroused she assumed it was just part of her fantasy. She kept working her clit taking her time letting her pleasure every so slowly build. She let out a whimper and gasped "Yes, Lane there." As her back arched and tremor raced over her body. She could feel the fine sheen of sweat coating her body and knew she was on the edge but wanting it to last longer she backed off a bit letting herself retreat from the edge as panting whimpers and moans left her lips.