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Chapter Nineteen. 2001 Part B. (fm:slut wife, 4183 words) [20/24] show all parts

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1. Exciting encounter with two delivery men. 2. Experimenting with prostitution.
 


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Sandi's Erotic Adventures.

A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years.

Chapter Nineteen. 2001 Part B.

(August.) Eddie, late-forties. Darren, early-thirties.

My parents, having recently moved for the second time since retiring, asked me if I could spend a day at their new house while they were away on a short break. They had ordered a new washing machine which was due for delivery during their absence. Having been tasked with keeping an eye on the house whenever they were away, as I had their previous one, I agreed readily enough. Actually the new detached property on the outskirts of A******, and only a couple of miles from their previous house, was ideal for sunbathing with an area of the rear garden completely surrounded by a tall hedge. Not that there were any other houses at all close, the nearest property being a farm about a quarter of a mile away. In fact the house had been built on a corner of a field belonging to the aforementioned farm.

I decided to travel to my parents house the morning before the expected delivery and spend the night there rather than travelling on the day itself, thinking it would be more relaxing that way. I took case notes to work on but little else apart from a change of underwear and my yellow bikini. It was glorious weather and I spent the afternoon sunbathing on the rear lawn as planned but without doing any paperwork, deciding to knuckle down to that in the evening.

With the same hot sunny weather continuing next day I attached a note to the front door directing the delivery men to the rear garden. Having sunbathed naked the previous day I thought it prudent to put my bikini on for the delivery men, though after a time removed the top.

I must have dozed off in the hot sun but disturbed by something I opened my eyes to find two black guys looking down at me, the tallest with a smile on his face, the shorter guy more serious looking. "We've brought your washing machine. Presumably it's to come round the back," the shorter one said, waving a hand in the direction of the kitchen door.

"I must have fallen asleep," I murmured. "Yes bring it through the side entrance."

The guys departed to their vehicle and a short time later reappeared wheeling my parent's new washing machine on a sack barrow.

I showed them where it was to go and the tall rangy looking guy began disconnecting the old machine which they'd be taking away along with any packaging from the new machine. Meanwhile, the shorter and chunkier looking guy, who sported a small moustache and glasses, began preparing the new machine for installation.

He introduced himself as Eddie and told me he was the driver and Darren his assistant, chiefly I suspect to emphasize his senior position in the operation. Eddie was probably late-forties and Darren early-thirties.

Anyway the old machine was successfully removed and the new one connected in its place but with a fair amount of grunting from Darren, who appeared to do the bulk of the work entailed in manhandling the heavy machines. With the old washing machine loaded onto their vehicle the guys returned to wash their hands. Seeing the sweat glistening on Darren's face I asked if they fancied a cold drink before going on their way.

"That would be great. This is our last delivery of the day so we're in no hurry," Darren told me eagerly.

"Yes well I suppose my assistant is right. We've only the old machines to offload before finishing for the day," Eddie said.

There was a limited choice of drinks in my parents house but they were both happy to settle for cold orange squash and at my suggestion we took our drinks outside.

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little sexy writes Mon 14 May 2018 20:08:

wow I always wanted to try being a pro

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Jo Jo writes Mon 30 Apr 2018 14:54:

Very unlikely dialogue

JO xx

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