1. Au Pair


    Date: 9/5/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Gallo, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    I felt the vibration of my iPhone in my flight suit before hearing the sound of it ringing. The screen indicated it was an unknown number. That usually scared the shit out of me as it could only mean somebody was looking for money I owed, the IRS or whatever scary shithead who does not want me to know who he or she might be. Which were calls I often got as, due to my extracurricular activities, my quests were never limited to the single members of the female species only. However, I endeavoured to keep them to a minimum and as such, had only consenting married women in my bed for the past few months. Consenting implied, in principle, that I had the “consent” of the husband whose wife I was drilling at the time. Since I employed the services of a very competent young bookkeeper, who incidentally also featured in a secluded part of my “iblackbook” - as I called it - it could be neither the IRS nor a tracing agent pestering me for money I owed. This left me with a probable scary shithead or possibly an online marketer, trying to enrich me with the latest gadget that costs a fortune and does not work like shown on TV. One of the advantages of being a bachelor is having your own time. You have a phone book loaded with all sorts of pussy. Ready and available at the press of a little green button. Another advantage was not having to share your space with somebody, which could be a blessing and a curse at the same time. Quite recently, a striking young woman was converging closer to ...
    me than would have been otherwise comfortable. One morning, when I stepped into the shower, I observed the rows of bottles of shampoos, conditioners and razors lining the spaces normally void of clutter. Suddenly comfortable had become uncomfortable and I summarily decided that I was not ready for the next step. Without any further ado, I tried to make it as painless as possible a week later. Though I might add, it was not as painless when she struck the side of my face with a loaded handbag. Fortunately, there happened to be an even more striking blonde paramedic who was more than prepared to ensure I got nursed back to complete health. In addition, what was very fortunate about her was the fact that she completely understood that I was not ready for the next step in my life. As per SOP, I swiped the screen and simply answered, “Jake speaking.” Upon hearing the sweeter than maple syrup voice of my sister on the other side, I suddenly had regrets answering the phone. While we were quite tolerant of each other as siblings, we drifted into a comfortable distance from each other upon reaching our mid twenties. That was where I kept it for quite some time and we only spoke when it was necessary. Or, when we accidentally saw each other at family gatherings over Christmas or Thanksgiving. I once did get a card for my birthday, which I did not read and reposted as “RTS”. Somehow, she got hold of my number and I happened to be the unfortunate one sitting on the receiving end of her ...
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