The Recluse (closed)

After they finished breakfast, he told her that he was planning on getting some excersize, he was going to go for a run, and lift some weights, he had turned part of the basement of the house into a little gym.

He told her that there was laundry and other things around the house to be done.

The conversation was light and friendly, but there was a definite sexual tension and anticipation in the air that had not been there before. When they looked at each other they would hold the gaze a littlr longer, there was more eye conact, more knowing smiles.

When she put their dishes in the sink, he came up behind her and said softly "Don't tire yourself out roo much today, my dear, you have a big night ahead of you." He gave her a mysterious smile, and a pat on the bum as he walked by. The soft little pat led to a full grope as he squeezed her ass cheek between his thumb and fingers. When he was two or thee steps away she heard him mutter "nice little butt..."
 
Sophie set about cleaning up breakfast. She felt him walk up behind her and paused in her movements. Her breath on her neck and ear gave her goosebumps as he spoke. Then she felt the intimate touch of his hand on her bottom and she inhaled deeply. It felt good to be touched like that.

His words as he walked away made her smile. She was on edge all day as she cleaned the house and did laundry. What was in store for that night? Would she like it? Hate it? Would it get sexual tonight? That thought made her tremble slightly. She wanted him badly, there was no doubt about that.

Lunch came and went with more sexual tension and she began to prepare dinner for him. She was in the kitchen, at the stove cooking when she heard him enter and turned towards him with a welcoming smile.
 
He smiled as she turned to him when he entered. He had showered, shaved, and was dressed casually. As he was working out and showering, he thought about how he wanted tonight to play out.

He wasn't sure if he was expecting anything sexual. Foremost in his mind was not chasing her off by going to fast. He wanted to to feel at ease, of course for someone new to this type of thing there would be nervousness and apprehension. Maybe a little anxiousness too. she might be TOO eager to please.

He asked her what they were having for dinner, he wanted to choose a botle of wine that complimented the food. A glass of wine or two would be good, take the edge off without getting her drunk.

The talk during dinner was a little tense at first, he purposely did not talk about anything that might or might not happen later, after they started drinking the wine, the conversation flowed a bit better, like old friends, casual yet comfortable.

After dinner he suggested that she go take a shower, freshen up, he told her he would clean up. He also suggested that she dress in something "comfortable"

After quickly washing the dishes, he took what was left of their wine into the living room and sat down on the couch, reading a book while he waited for his new young friend. His heart was beating rapidly, he laughed to himself, he couldn't remember being this nervous in a long time. He told himself to stay calm, stay in control......she needed him to show her the ropes....so to speak.
 
Sophie had a couple of glasses of wine during dinner. She knew exactly what he was doing and was thankful for it. Her nerves were out of control about this whole thing and the wine helped to calm them down some. It was a welcome change. Dinner was good as always; she had chosen an enchilada dish her mother had once taught her and they came out deliciously moist and just the right amount of spicy.

Combined with the wine it was perfect. The conversation flowed more effortlessly once she had the wine. It wasn't him she was nervous about. It was their new situation. It was just different for her.

Once dinner was done and cleaned up she did as he asked and went to clean up. She showered and shaved her entire body including in between her legs since she didn't know what would happen that evening. Once she was done she was faced with the dilemma of what to wear.

She tried on several outfits before deciding on a pair of black yoga pants and a very clingy- and revealing - athletic style tank top. He had said comfy. This was comfy and yet showed him her wonderfully toned body to perfection.

Slowly she went down to find him once she had fixed her hair and put on a tiny bit of mascara and lip gloss. Taking a deep breath she entered the room where hr waited with a tentative smile.
 
He put his book down and gave her a small smile, invited her to come over and sit next to him. She sat down and he told her she had nothing to be nervous about and not too look so serious, which was ironic because he was the one that usually looked quite serious and thoughtful.

"Sophie, I'm more than satisfied with your cleaning and cooking skills, as far as I'm concerned you are hired. Nothing that is going to happen tonight or in the future will change that. You can stay and work for me for however long you wish." He reached over to an end table by the couch and took a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote down a number. "Is this weekly salary acceptable to you?" The number he had written down was more than generous, he knew it, and he knew she would accept it immediately. Which she did.

"ok then, that is over and done with, we will not discuss it further" He said with a wave of his hand.

"now, about what we discussed last night and this morning....you seem a little nervous, do you want to talk about my dear? I'm agreeable to talking as much as you want. I don't want this to surprise you in any way."

He put his hand on her thigh, gently. "You may think this is about one person pleasing another. It is not. It is about two people pleasing each other....just with certain....roles. I'm very much looking forward to pleasing you, my dear Sophie." He was starting to think they should see if they were compatible sexually before they explored other activities or roles.
 
Sophie couldn't believe the salary he was offering her. It was incredible. Almost twice what she made at the TV station. She was still trying to comprehend that when he asked if she wanted to discuss what was going to be happening between them. She shook her head no.

"Actually, I'm honestly a better hands-on learned so I think that would be the best approach". She smiled up at him and slowly moved her hand down to where his rested on her thigh. Her eyes slowly connected with his and she blushed slightly.

"Just explain as we go?" She asked hesitantly.
 
He told her to choose a movie from the collection, something sexy he suggested. She chose a recent film that had made a lot of headlines for its highly sexual content, he gave a knowing smile as it started. They stated watching it and neither of them said a word.

After about minutes the movie's first sex scene started, the attractive young movie stars steamed up the screen in a racy, suggestive, seductive tryst. He could hear Sophie's breath get faster, he actually thought he heard her gasp at one point. He decided to up the ante a little bit.

"Sophie, stand up in front of me and take your clothes off. I want to see you strip. I want to see that beautiful little body of yours naked. Do as I say, my dear."
 
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