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A Sexy Day in Suburbia | Jeriah | 5

 

Hearing the front door creak open and someone step inside you quickly jump to your feet again and move to put the dirty magazine back where you found it, but then get another brilliant idea and instead roll it up and stuff it down the back of your pyjama bottoms. Making sure that just enough of the top of it can be seen over the hem of your pants, you then put on your most innocent little face and quickly move back to the bedroom door.

"Oh, Mr. Wood?!" You exclaim as you almost run straight into him just outside the door, pretending to be taken by surprise to find him there and managing to fake a flustered smile. "I... I'm sorry! I must have taken the wrong door!"

"Uh... That's okay, Joy...!" He stutters while looking just as flustered himself, throwing a nervous glance over your shoulder obviously to check that none of his secret stash of porn has been left in the open. Seeing the drawer to be slightly ajar certainly doesn't make him any less worried, and he's almost pushing you back out of the room while still trying his best not to actually touch you. "The... The kitchen is this way...!"

"Oh, okay!" You smile back at him, putting your back to the wall while he closes the door and then motion for him to lead the way even though he's allready trying to have you do the same. The small game goes on for another few heartbeats, and you can tell that he's noticed that you're trying to hide something.

"Uh, okay... I'll just lead the way then..." He finally lets out a nervous chuckle while his eyes constantly jumps forth and back between your face, your curvy bosom, and the hand that you keep hidden behind your back to keep the porno mag from dropping down the leg of your pyjama.

"Please do!" You giggle while letting him take the lead, making your voice sound nervous as his rather than showing your excitement. You don't wanna spoil the game just as it starts to get funny after all.

"So, here it is...!" He tells you, once again trying to let you go first as he stops in the doorway and shows you inside. "I... I know it isn't all that modern or anything, but please step in...!"

"No, no... It looks really nice, Mr. Wood!" You object to his humble excuse while peeking inside, still making sure to keep your back at him while inspecting his actually rather tidy little kitchen. A single chair by the small kitchen table indicating what a lonely life he must be leading, and you almost feel sorry for playing this little prank on him even though you're quite certain he might get to enjoy it in the end. "I guess you got some glasses in one of those cupboards...?"

"Well, yeah..." He agrees while trying to point out which one of them, again trying to invite you inside before reluctantly giving in and taking the lead himself. "Right over here... Do you want some too?"

"Yes, please!" You smile back at him while following in his heels, making you both jump a bit and start chuckling nervously as you purposedly let him hit your firm boobs with his elbow as he stops and turn his head back to you while reaching up towards one of the cupboards. "Oh, I'm sorry!"

"N... No, I'm sorry!" He quickly replies, swallowing hard while giving your deep cleavage another quick glance. "Please excuse me, I'm just a clumpsy old man!"

"No, no you're not!" You politely object, trying your best to keep from smiling as he actually proves quite the contrary by "accidently" managing to bump your tits once again as he takes two rather worn looking glasses down from the shelves. "It's just me! I always manage to get in the way somehow!"

"No, not at all!" He keep up the charade of politeness while his face gains in flustered redness. Both from excitement and actual embarrassement you'd guess as you see the sweat on his temples and the growing tent in his pants while he heads over to the sink to pour you some water. "And... here you go...!"

"Thanks, Mr. Wood!" You smile back at him while taking your glass from his outstretched hand, taking a quick sip while watching him turn to another of the cabinets and bring out a little box of some sort.

"Here, a little candy maybe...?" He asks as he holds out the open box to you, revealing a set of very delicate looking pieces of your favourite candy, and you can just barely keep from laughing at his cunning gesture as you realize he's got you cornered. Refusing to pick one of the delicious little pieces would be both rude and suspicious, while setting down your glass first to keep from revealing your other hand would be even more of the latter!

 

So, how do you act?


          Make your move, and fake a little accidents.

 
 
 

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