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Jennifer looks after the paintersthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:group, 1373 words) [1/2] show all parts

Author: Jennifer Picture in profile
Added: Sep 20 2005Views / Reads: 4264 / 3490 [82%]Part vote: 8.72 (18 votes)
I am home alone, apart that is from the decorators hired by my Father. I fancied the trainee but got alot more than I bargined for
 


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Looking after the decorators

My name is Jenny. It was a few years ago now but one summer I broke a leg in a riding accident and spent most of the summer convalescing at my parents house in the country. I was 21 at the time, still at university and made about horses. By the end of the summer I was practically healed and bored as all my friends where away. Around this time my parents decided to go on holiday and leave me on my own with nothing to do except let the decorators in that had been hired to do most of the ground floor rooms, which was going to take a week.

The day they arrived I let them hoping to find somebody new and interesting to talk to and relive my boredom. My heart sank when I saw 2 men in their early fifties in overalls, Colin and Mark. But it skipped when I saw the apprentice, about my age, tall and dark haired. He had a deep suntan from working outside and had a beautifully defined body that was obvious even in an overall. He introduced himself as Carl, I could feel lust rising in me just looking at him and the way he moved, especially from behind he had the most gorgeous bum I have ever seen. I knew I had to have him, if I couldn't ride horses I could ride Carl. So I started to make the men tea or coffee 3 or 4 times a day and talked to Carl while he worked imagining him naked on his ladder or stoking my body as I lay on the sofa. The feelings inside me grew stronger all the time and as the days passed my outfits got skimpier.

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