A Fresh Start: Romance - Sex Stories

A Fresh Start: Romance

... and there's a brand new Golf GTi in the basement that you can use to get around. Oh and I'll pay for your health insurance too."

Chelsea was a bit stunned by the offer.

"I don't have to give up my job, do I?"

"No, you don't. But I do think there's a better job out there somewhere. We just need to figure it out."

"But what happens if we don't work out, Connor? There are no guarantees."

"Well, I guess we just stop the arrangement. You won't have to pay me back. There is one condition though."

"What's that?"

"That you move in with me."

Chelsea hesitated.

"I'd like to Connor, really I would. But I can't just drop Presley," she explained apologetically. "She's my friend and she needs my rent to pay for her apartment." "I'm not suggesting you drop Presley. If you keep paying your share of the rent then she can keep her apartment. That way, if things don't work out between us, you'll have somewhere to move back to. When Presley's in town she can always stay with us. Here or in Pebble Beach, or sometimes she might just want to stay in her own apartment."

"You wouldn't mind Presley staying with us?"

"No problem. The apartment's got four bedrooms. She can have one of them if that helps convince her."

"And if I wanted her to sleep with us."

"I really don't think that's going to be a problem for me," Connor laughed.

"Can I give her a call?"

"Sure."

This time Chelsea disappeared in to the bedroom. Connor could hear some excited squeals as ...

... she spoke with her friend then Chelsea re-emerged.

"You have yourself a 'sexetary'," Chelsea told Connor excitedly.

"You know, you can have the same deal if you just move in with me," Connor said.

"I'd figured that. But I want to be your 'sexetary'."

"Ok. When can you start?"

"How about now?"

Chelsea stripped off her sweat top and pants and stood in front of Connor for a moment, letting him take in the sight of her naked body. He studied her pert breasts and slender hips then let his eyes follow her shapely legs all the way up to that tight little pussy of hers. And then there was her smile. Chelsea almost always had a smile on her face. It was such an innocent looking one too. Who'd have thought it masked such a dirty mind.

She knelt down in front of Connor, loosened his belt then removed his pants. His cock was already getting hard and Chelsea only needed to hold it between her thumb and forefinger as she ran her tongue around the head. Connor didn't know whether to keep his eyes open and watch, or close them and succumb to the sensation. He decided to watch and Chelsea gave him a doleful look as, inch by inch, she took his entire veined shaft into her mouth.

It was like watching a sword swallower. Almost involuntarily, Connor found himself pushing his hips upwards trying to force himself deeper into Chelsea's mouth. Chelsea took a hold of one of his hands and placed it on the back of her head. Connor knew what was required and he held her down onto ...