1. What is Yours ...


    Date: 11/13/2014, Categories: Seduction, Author: aldenbradley, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    flights with a small landing in the middle. I got to watch Dana’s delightful legs as she led us up to the door and unlocked it. “What do you think?” Cheryl asked me after the short tour. “I have to have wifi and a telephone,” I told Dana. “Well, there’s high-speed internet and telephone jacks in both the sitting room and bedroom,” she said. “You’re responsible for the contracts on those. There’s a small satellite dish on the roof. Those cable thingies are right next to the phone jacks. Again, you have to contract for it.” “And the rent?” “Five hundred a month,” she said. “You have furniture?” “A little bit,” I told her. “A bed, small sofa and a couple of chairs. And the computer desk, of course.” “He does computer work from home,” Cheryl told Dana. “So you’ll be living and working here?” she asked me. “Is that going to raise the rent?” I chuckled. “Not at all. Mrs. Gregory will be glad to know there’s someone who will be in the building on a regular basis. She’s the owner.” “I like it,” I said, looking at Cheryl. “What do you think?” “I think it will do nicely.” She looked back at me and winked. Dana had the papers and I signed them on the back of her car. It was a one-year lease. I wrote her a check for the first two month’s rent and she handed me the keys. “My brother-in-law has a moving service,” she said, handing me a business card. Just call if you want him to move you.” “We’ll let you know,” I replied. She climbed into her little car and was gone. “I saw you looking ...
    at her legs,” Cheryl accosted me. I shrugged and smiled. “Just reading the menu,” I joked. “Would you do her?” I laughed aloud. “She said she had a brother-in-law. Probably her husband’s brother. She’s married. I saw her rings.” “I’m married,” she reminded me coyly, holding up her hand and flashing her rings at me. “Not in this part of your life,” I said gently. “Remember?” “That doesn’t mean you can run around screwing anything with great legs,” she teased. “In this part of my life you belong to me.” “Oh, really,” I grinned at her. “That’s pretty possessive.” “So, should we go break in your new apartment?” “Seriously, Cheryl. There’s no furniture. I may be driven to take you on the hard floor one day, but today isn’t it.” “This is the second time you’ve denied me. What’s going on with you?” “Just let me get settled in, sweetheart. It shouldn’t take more than a day or two.” “Then it will be the weekend. I can’t see you on weekends.” “I know, and I’m sorry. I promise, though. Monday, at the latest.” “If you’d move your bed tonight or tomorrow, we could meet on Friday.” “I’ll see what I can do,” I capitulated. “Have you always been this reluctant to make love to the women who come into your life?” she asked. “I’m not reluctant, Cheryl.” She wrapped her arm in mine and pulled me off the curb. “Come on. There’s a little café about a block away where we can have lunch and talk.” “That’s right,” I noted. “You know the area. Aren’t you afraid we’ll be seen?” “Having lunch?” she ...
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