1. A Different Kind of Job


    Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Mature, Author: sam_i_i, Rating: 69, Source: xHamster

    and we stepped out into the hot California day. His house was gorgeous, it was well tended and cared for. I knew Bob was rich, I didn't know he was that rich. After we entered the house, he ushered me into the living room and excused himself to go get his wife. When he left I was able to take a better look at the house. It was decorated as I would imagine houses of English Royalty would be. Every detail was attended to and cared for. I was surprised, having not seen any servants or housekeepers. The walls were white and golden with very expensive-looking d****s all around and art work that I was sure to be very expensive and rare. However, all this decoration faded from my sight as Bob's wife walked down the stairs into the living room. At first all I saw was her feet, which looked as though they weren't actually touching the ground as she glided down the stairs. She wore golden heels which showed her red painted toe nails through a small opening in the front. As he came further down the stairs, her legs appeared to go on for miles until the fabric of her golden dress took over. As the rest of her descended the stairs her figure appeared and it was heavenly. From the side, I saw the silhouette of her butt and her breasts hidden only by the thin golden fabric of her skin. As she approached me, I was able to pry my gaze from her figure to her face. I hadn't done so quickly enough and she had noticed that I had been checking her out which seemed to make her happy. She smiled ...
    slightly from the corner of her mouth as she came toward me. Her face gave away that she was her early 30's. Her eyes were now fixed on mine and the seemed to give a look of someone who is impressed. Her eye brows slightly raised closer to her red hair, she slowly raised her hand to shake mine. I must have looked like a bumbling idiot at the time who had forgotten everything that he knows. I reached up to grab her hand and shake them and in mine, her hands seemed very soft and frail. I was afraid to shake them in fear of one her fingers snapping in mine. &#034Jenny, this is Sam&#034 Bob's voice awoke me form my trance &#034He is the applicant I told you about. Sam, this is Jennifer, my wife&#034 &#034Hello, Mrs. Wilson&#034 My voice cracked &#034Hmm, nice to meet you&#034 &#034Oh please, you can call me Jenny&#034 The voice of an angel &#034Nice to meet you too. Bob told me very good things about you.&#034 She leaned closer to me and put her hand in front of her mouth as if to tell me a secret. &#034He doesn't just invite anyone to the house&#034 She stood back up &#034Let's go eat, I made lunch myself, you must be starving after all the golf. I smiled at her, not to laugh at our starvation after &#034golf&#034 but rather because I loved her friendly attitude toward me. When she was coming down the stairs, she looked like a being from another realm, a heavenly star that has descended to Earth. But when she talked, her voice gave you a promise of warmth and love. In the few ...
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