Watching her move her long, silky legs through your door, her breasts straining against her cum-soaked blouse, you decide that the shower is too long of a wait. You can feel your cock begin to harden again; you want her, and you want her now. You close the door behind her, locking it softly as she looks around your living room. It's decently furnished with a big screen TV, a couch, and coffee table. She looks back at you, her face still red from embarrassment. "Um... where is your bathroom?"
"Emiko," you say, looking back at her with a grin that you hope she can't read, "how would you like to make even more money?"
"Um, I don't have any cookies left to sell you." Emiko says nervously, backing away slightly as you approach her, putting a hand on her shoulder in a friendly and hopefully disarming gesture. "Anyways, I think I have enough money for the church..."
"Oh, I'm not talking about the cookies," you say, slowly backing Emiko towards the couch as you place your free hand on her other shoulder. "this is something more. Something for you. A girl's got to have money, right? There's so many things out there that you have to want."
Emiko nods hesitantly, glancing at your hands as she moves with your gentle guidance. "I... guess. I don't have any of the fancy things Justine is always showing off, like her cell phone or MP3 player..."
"Exactly. Now, look, if you come back here every day after school, and every week I'll give you as much money as you made today on cookies, all to keep for yourself." you smile, and add, "and maybe a little bit extra if you do a good job."
Emiko blinks, and glances down as her leg touches the edge of the couch. She touches the pocket that holds the wad of money you just handed her; it's a pretty penny. "After school? What... do you want me to do?"
You press down on her shoulders, prompting her to sit down on the couch. She gazes nervously up at you for a moment before you sit down close next to her, resting a hand on her soft, smooth thigh. "It's simple, really. You just need to sit here and let me do whatever I want." Emiko gasps slightly, apparently growing aware of your intentions. Still, she remains in place, even as you rub your hand over her thigh, coming close to dipping your hand under her skirt. She seemed to enjoy the blowjob she gave you, so perhaps your proposal has secretly enticed her... |