Book 11 Complete - all chapters - Sex Stories

Book 11 Complete - all chapters

... with a Fork' guy!!

Obviously someone had told him about my comedy apron.

He came over and sat next to me, shook my hand and said: No 'hard' feelings, mate. (Emphasis on 'hard'.)

We each took each other's dick and masturbated it for 30 secs.

Everyone sat down to eat, and just to please Dean I put on that apron outside the room and crept up behind him with it. He guffawed so hard he almost choked on his food.

As we said our goodbyes, he had one last remark.

It's a good thing the price of your lessons is already covered, or you would be trying to pay me using that and a jar of Vaseline!! (Pointing to my flaccid penis, now uncovered.) See you on Wednesday, mate.

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Chapter 11-3 The Fearsome Four

by Stack of Books

(2908 words)

When Mr and Mrs Gandhi (Bindi's parents) left for India, they promised to cover her living expenses with us (food and board), although no actual figure was discussed, mainly because their departure happened so quickly. She had her own account in which she received from them a monthly allowance via an automatic direct debit for clothes, shoes, toiletries, travel, college books and meals outside our house, etc. Her college fees were free as she was a citizen.

I have to admit that until her parents died, I hadn't even looked at my bank account to see their payments. When I did, I was shocked. It was way ...

... too generous. Like really from another planet over the top. Obscene really. When all the hubbub of that tragic event had died down, I told Bindi (who now had control of her parent's account) to cease payments immediately (and retrospectively from the day she moved out) and plough that money into the BSB Catering venture. I would also refund her the difference between what I had received and what it actually cost to look after her.

My argument was: how much food does a young girl eat each week, especially when there's already four of us? How can we charge anything for board when the room belongs to our daughter Franny? What about all the chores you did? Don't they count for anything in your favour? We didn't take you in to be a slave for us. All other expenses (water, elec, heating, petrol, etc.) were insignificant and negligible.

She agreed to do the first one, but not the second. She just said use the excess to take Margey out every week for dinner at a restaurant. And she finally got her way by saying: It's what my mum and dad would have wanted. I had no adequate response to that.

So that's what my partner and I did, most every Friday or Saturday evening. Our large town was fairly well blessed with many eating establishments of all colours of the rainbow, gastronomically speaking, and we took a leaf out of Dean & Serena's book and tried to become amateur food critics. Outside, sat in the car afterwards, or as soon as we got home, we each wrote up our experiences and ...