So she posted at the local stores corkboard and in the Penny Saver about the job saying: (Looking for a good man to live in my home, take care of the ...needs of the home and property. Room and board and free food, so the pay will be less for those reasons.). Isabelle got to talk to quite a few guys but most weren’t up to her standards. Some seemed to be just plain creepy, others wouldn’t pass the background check, and some where just to ugly. Then a month later getting near the snow season. She kept on driving for nearly three-quarters of an hour. We talked normally about the office and our family.Finally, she halted her car and asked me to wait by the road. I was confused. But still, she had that determinant expression on her face which made me obey her. As soon as I shut the door behind me, she zoomed off in her car. I didn’t know how to react.The street where she had left me was a fairly busy one even at 12 am so I didn’t feel scared. I decided to wait as she had said. After. For a lot of money. I stand between his legs and shimmy down a little, my hands running down my tight thighs and up my skirt, bringing it up to my waist. He gasps at my soaked red lace thong, making it almost see through and reaches for it. I smack his hand away lightly and smirk, pulling my skirt back down my thighs. I hear him sigh audibly and I slowly start to unbutton my blouse. As I finish the last button, I toss the blouse to the side and lean down, my breasts centimeters away from his. She grabbed my hand and dragged me into the hotel and into the lift. We kissed until we reached my floor then headed for the room. I told her I had to pee and went to the bathroom and when I returned she was naked and looked smaller and younger that before. I felt guilty when I looked at her but that didn't stop my cock from getting hard. I ripped off my shirt and buried my face in her small wet pussy. My tongue licking her tiny clit and tight little flaps. She was very wet and tasted so sweet..