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JUST CALL

My name is Chad James. I have a nice business as a home repair specialist. I could fix about anything, or had other specialists who I could contact and I would handle the job. I worked in fairly wealthy neighbor hoods. I am 20, single, tall and slim and have sandy blond hair. I have a baby face, and lot’s of people think I’m as young as 16. I’m a ’cool’ guy to most women and I have no problem getting girlfriends, sometimes to many. I got a call from a woman about her kitchen lighting. She wanted to move some lights around. Little did I know she wanted to look me over and never mind the lights. I knocked and she answered the door. She was about 5’5”, long shiny black pinned up hair and dressed casual, a low cut red sweater and black slacks. She had a slim hot figure and a beautiful face and skin. She looked like wealth. Her big house had fancy expensive furniture and all the trimmings. I noticed some nice big tits under her sweater. She noticed I noticed too. I introduced myself and gave her my card. I said: “A…. Mrs. A. Rothman Gains called about some kitchen lighting to be moved?” She look me over and smiled, said…”Well…come on in.” --------- The ‘Rothman’ family was one of the wealthiest in town. I made a mental note of the name ’Rothman’ before I got there. As soon as I saw her I knew who she was. Her last name was now Gains, another wealthy family, but she was the mystery girl, Amy Rothman. Rumor had it she was the lusty girl in the family, and liked young boys. I found ...

... out later her family paid her to stay out of trouble, and keep the family reputation all clean. She always had a body guard who kept any venturesome young males away. When she turned 30, she was now free from family trust fund rules, but the money stayed. She just turned 30, 3 days ago I found out later. Well…this was going to be interesting. She held my arm and walked me to the kitchen and poured 2 cups of coffee. She got right in my face and half whispered: “Sugar?” I was melting fast. I decided to play her little flirting game with her. I half whispered back and said: “Oh my…. yes…sugar would be so wonderful, I love the feeling of hot coffee, with sugar, warming up my insides.” (it was summer) (Ok Amy, your move I thought.) She raised one eyebrow and smiled. I swear I could read her thoughts…. -------- (Well…. a hot flirting man, just the kind I like. I think I might have to fuck him this afternoon, to keep him coming back. If he tests ok, I’ll introduce him to my little private lady’s club. I think all the lady’s just might like to fuck him.) ------------- Oh…. she was up for this hot ‘flirting‘ game, I could tell. Back she came even closer in my face. She had that one eyebrow up and in a soft whisper this time said: (“…one lump or two?”) I countered with: (“Oh god, I just love two lumps.”) and looked right her big tits. She paused and then began to giggle. ------------- (Damn, he’s good, I didn’t see that coming. I’m fucking him for sure now.) ------------------ She put ...