In the kitchen I found the list of chores, starting with the washing up then proceeding to tidying the lounge and polishing all the furniture.I was al...so to tidy the bedroom, clean the bathroom and put the rubbish out. I glanced out of the kitchen window and saw that the dustbin had been placed at the bottom of the garden path, twenty metres or so from the back door. This meant a walk down the path could be overlooked from the upstairs windows next door.The final line of the note told me that on. He tried to hand her another small envelope with more cash I it, but she refused. There was nothing left to say, their time was at an end, so they parted ways. Dan took a final glance as the best piece of ass he would likely ever have rounded the corner…and was gone.A small part of Ashley-Nicole was relieved it was over, she could go back to her very normal life in this very small town. Quiet. Secure. Flyover country, they called it. She walked away without looking back, lest He see the emotion. I gasp, hidden beneath my towel. The hairs on my neck bristle with excitement. But the towel protects me, hides me, and I remain passive. Her hands are on both my thighs now, slowly massaging them, her fingers reaching up higher, higher, until they gently press against my legs, parting them. I feel her moving in closer, and feel her lips kissing my knee, moving up my thigh, giving me little kisses, licks and nips. Her lips are warm and moist, and I feel the pleasure building up inside of me.. I called him back as soon as I got home that day. He’d gotten a college education and risen to a high level in a very respected federal agency and even gotten a commercial pilot’s license. He had a wife and several children and was by all accounts a pillar of the community. We chatted a few times over the phone, said the things we needed to say and then went back to our lives. I’ve elaborated about my erratic young crew chief as the prologue to another factual story about the exploits of an.