She realized she wanted him to touch her. She looked down and saw the shape of a very large cock trying to push its way out against his denim shorts. She wanted to see his body naked, too. And then feel what their naked bodies could do together. But she didn’t have the power to ask that.
Mr. Roberts pulled an envelope out of his back pocket with her weekly pay and placed it on the counter.
“Well, I’ll see you Tuesday. As usual?” he asked, apparently ignoring his own desire.
“Tuesday, yes.” Marie felt her own desires drift away as she watched him walk out of the kitchen. She grabbed her sandwich and went to the guestroom to change. She tried to work through her feelings as she headed to her car.
At first, she had been worried that this would become sexual and it hadn’t. Now she was disappointed. She hadn’t realized how attracted she was to Mr. Roberts.
Maybe she had felt he was out of her league. But his proposition had changed that. And now all she could think about was him touching her. Fucking her, actually. Yes, she wanted to feel his big cock penetrating her lips and thrusting into her pussy. Her sex became wet again as she reached the parking lot at her college.
She managed to pull herself together enough to concentrate on the instructor during class. But she knew this weekend she would be masturbating to thoughts of Mr. Roberts fucking her.
Chapter 3
Tuesday couldn’t come fast enough for Marie. She had been masturbating every chance she got just thinking about cleaning naked again in front of Mr. Roberts.
She almost felt relief as she pulled into his driveway. She quickly grabbed her bag and ran inside straight into the guest bedroom and stripped.
Her adrenaline was pumping in anticipation of seeing Mr. Roberts. She had even got a fellow classmate to take notes for her in her class today so she could skip. She wanted to enjoy Mr. Roberts completely—if he would let her.
She went into the kitchen to the refrigerator to get a cold bottle of water to cool off. Her body was heated from the excitement and rushing. She didn’t want to seem desperate, just inviting.
She bent down at the waist to get the bottle out of the bottom drawer where he kept them. She heard Mr. Roberts’ footsteps as he entered the kitchen. While still bending over, she looked at Mr. Roberts from an upside down angle and froze. Her beautiful folds were staring up at him in all their glory. She was sure he could see her slit and her tiny rosebud. Not to mention her breasts dangling downward and her long hair hanging down. This wasn’t exactly the seduction she had planned. It was a tad more than the inviting tone she was aiming for.
“Hi,” she said meekly with an embarrassed look on her face.
“Hello, Marie. How was your weekend?”
“Uh, good. Busy. Yours?” Marie was still bent over carrying on the conversation from her upside down angle.
Mr. Roberts had a warm smile on his face as he said, “While I very much appreciate the view, that position can’t be terribly comfortable for you.”
“Right. Yes,” she said as she stood up and turned to face him. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be. As I said, your body is truly a work of art to be looked upon from every angle and appreciated. Again, thank you for the privilege.”
“Well. Thanks. You’ve got a pretty nice body yourself, ya know.” Marie noticed the skin under his stubble turn red.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. It’s just that you do. I’m sure know it,” Marie said while taking a step towards Mr. Roberts and locking eyes with him. She wanted to guide her hand along his broad chest and then move it down to his growing erection. But she noted that he scared easily and so she patiently took her time.
“Well, I’ll let you get to work.” He smiled his warm smile and lingered for a moment as he looked her over before turning to head to his