A New Day, A New You part 3 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 3

... done its business where are you,” my best look out asks. “I’m sitting down at the table playing with,” I check the name tag on the dog,” ‘Cute Bitch’.” “Sir you should be out of there right now, longer you’re there the better chance of you getting caught by the woman,” Ben states and I smile. “I am very aware of that now let me know when she’s coming,” I reply still playing with a very happy puppy. “Sir I have to advise against this, it’s really insane to be waiting in her house for her sir,” he tells me when our conversation is joined. “The insane is why women want to fuck him silly. I’d fuck him if Mistress would allow it,” Wilma adds and I can almost hear her salivating. “Sister calm yourself and focus please we’re here to do a job,” I hear Desmond admonish his sibling along with something in the background that sounds like physical violence. “Desmond are you beating up someone,” I ask chuckling. “Sir he was trying to take an old lady’s mail,” the giant explains quietly. “I understand but what do you plan to do with the man,” I ask as I can hear Isaac chuckling. We go into radio silence for a while and I’m a little bored waiting for Mrs. Montgomery to come back but playing with Cutie, I hate the tag name, is kind of fun and I think about getting the kids a pet when I remember Christy’s methods of affection for animals, that poor goldfish. I must be sitting around for an hour when I get a heads up from Ben and it’s confirmed that Mrs. Montgomery is heading my way. I ...

... continue to pet the dog as I hear her talking on the phone and heading my way. “I know the board meeting is in two weeks but I need to get in and show them what Stanley is doing…. Yes I know they barred me but you can get me put back in…. I understand…. I understand Ma’am…. Ma’am I need you to see reason….,” I can hear her talking in the living room. I let her have her conversation and wait as she comes into the kitchen and fails to notice the man in the leather jacket and hood sitting at her table. “I have files…. Unaltered files that show the money moving and prove my point ma’am…. I can’t meet in three weeks the meeting is in two…. Dammit,” She exclaims as her call ends then turns to see me and jumps dropping her phone,” What the fuck!?” “Well hello to you too Mrs. Montgomery,” I greet her with a simple smile on my face. I watch her grab a dirty kitchen knife and brandish it in my direction threatening and scared. “What the fuck do you want and who the fuck sent you,” She yells at me and I remain perfectly calm. “Well first of you sent for me and second I want you to put that knife down,” I tell her and now she’s confused. “I don’t know you so I didn’t send for you now get the fuck out of my house,” She tells me gesturing towards the door with the knife. “You mean you didn’t send Mr. Barton, a private investigator, to come find me and take pictures of my house and family so you could try to gain some sort of advantage or leverage on me,” I state and now she’s thinking. “Wait ...