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Orphans Of The Storm

Date: 3/5/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: Tinastits2, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

with students or fellow teachers. So I'd always make my excuses, and pretend I was busy. "Actually, there is something you could help me with, it's the one thing I've been dreading." "Of course, I'd like that. What is it?" Her eyes stare at me excitedly. She's certainly beautiful, and I wonder why I'd never met her before on one of my visits. "Would you be able to help me bag up my mum's clothes tomorrow and maybe help box up some of her stuff?" I wasn't sure if there was some unwritten rule that meant only relatives could do this horrible task. I didn't care, I wanted to see her again. "I could pick you up if you like, do you live locally?" "Oh yes, very local." There's a grin on her face, but I don't understand why. I hadn't heard a car pull up, so I guess she'd walked here. I'm enjoying the banter between us, it's fun and a little playful too, like she's teasing me in some familiar way. "Why did you come here by the way? Was there something you wanted?" I return her smile, and watch as she nervously picks at a loose thread on the hem of her skirt. "Well, I saw the car in the drive and wondered if you was the realtor, I was being nosey really." Her eyes lock onto mine and seeing me looking at her busy fingers, crosses her legs and smooth's down her skirt. "I was wondering what the rent would be. Are you going to move in?" She has that mischievous way my mum always used for getting her own way. It was plainly self-motivated, but beguiling all the same. I could tell she was ... lying. No right minded realtor would be driving a rented Ford that was well past its prime. Yet, I enjoyed the idea that she was being deceitful. It made her less precious and somehow more accessible, as if she may be open to temptation. "No, I won't be renting it, I'll be returning to England in a week or two." I reply. "Oh, that's a real shame." She uncrossed her legs and pulls down the bottom of her tight fitted top, hiding her brown stomach. If she was being coy, which I doubted, she didn't mind highlighting the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. Two hard pips push against the stretched cotton of her vest, and I quickly look away. Downing the last of my bottle of beer, hoping the distraction would take away the tingle in my balls. "Your mum said you're a teacher. You don't look much like a teacher to me, way too handsome for job like that." Her cheeky grin, lets me know she'd caught me looking at her hard nipples. 'She's flirting with me. Isn't she? That's a compliment, right?' I think to myself. I always do this, over think things with women. 'Just go with the flow' I tell myself. I suck in my belly, and imagine lifting her up and carrying her to bed. Then just as quickly feel stupid for even contemplating it. "Another beer?" I say, hoping she hasn't seen my embarrassment. "No, I better not, thank you. I'm not used to drinking. I might get a bit squiffy, then you'll have to carry me home." Had she read my mind? She smiles sexily and adds, "I think I better go," and she ...