We had been thinking about a bigger house for a while. We wanted space to entertain better, space for a family, and maybe even a newer house which might need less work. I suggested we find and agent and see what our house would sell for and what we should expect to pay for what we wanted in a new house.
I started looking by thumbing through the house magazine available at the local grocery store, not looking at the houses, but for the hottest chick agent. I couldnât stand the thought of working with some old crusty lady like we had worked with originally. There are some pretty hot agents! I found one who was from our town, and called her to talk about what the wife and I wanted to do. She suggested she come by the house and meet with us some evening. No problem, we agreed on two evenings from then.
Tina came to the house that evening, and her picture didnât do her justice! Holy cow she was hot. Tall but not to tall, thin but with awesome curves, bright green eyes, and a smile that was incredible. She had on a very professional and sexy skirt and blouse. She knew she looked good, and she wanted to show that. Well we talked for almost 2 hours; she really got to know us and what we wanted. I learned she was single, no kids, and that I had a hard time paying attention to what she was saying without my eyes wandering or my mind wandering. Her legs were like pure sex toys wrapped in stockings sitting on the couch. More than once I caught my mind drifting into what it would be like to get between them!
We decided to list our house and start looking right away. We made plans to go looking at some houses that weekend. Great I get to see Tina again. Saturday morning came and we met Tina at the first house. Wow, she looked great. Oh yeah so did the house, but not as great a Tina. She wore just a simple summer dress and sandals again showing off those legs! Off to the next house. I tried to make it to the next house before her so that I could see her get out of the car, hopefully catching a glimpse up her dress. I was rewarded with much more leg, but no panty view as she got out of her car. It was still worth it. That house was nice to, as was the 3rd. The 4th. Was awesome. Almost new, 4 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, 3 car garage great layout, big yard, and all the features we want. Tina asked us if it is what we wanted, did we want anything more? Tina doing a strip tease right there in the living room would be nice⊠Well the wife probably would flip if I suggested it so, âthe house is prefectâ my wife and I both replied.
We wanted to sleep on the house overnight and make sure we liked it as much the next day. Tina said she would call us in the morning. The wife and I talked all day about the house and how nice it was. She really loved it and we agreed to make an offer. I went to bed that night and could not shake Tina from my mind. Not sure what it is about her, but she just got in my mind. I was fully in a dream with her doing that strip tease in the new houses living room when the phone rang. I picked it up and it was Tina. Wow this was freaky, but good. It took a second to figure out I was laying in bed with my wife, no longer sleeping and I should be having a professional conversation with Tina about the house. Yes we want to make an offer, we can stop by your office after your open house to sign it. See you later, Bye.
Tinaâs office was nice, not some rinky dink real estate office crammed in a creaky old house. Professionally decorated, just like Tina! As always she looked great, she brought us into a smaller conference room where we went over the papers. And as always I checked her ass out the whole walk to the conference room. Not a line in sight, she must by panty free, or wearing g-string. Either way the mind was on overload. As we were going over the offer, I felt a leg brush against mine under the table. The feeling was electric. Tina unsure of which of us she had brushed against apologized. We signed the offer and left. Tina said think of happy thoughts, donât be nervous waiting for the reply. I knew exactly what I was going to think about and it sure is happy. Was she or was she not wearing panties when we wrote up the offer, and does she wear them ever? My mind was full of beautiful thoughts all afternoon. It wandered to does she shave, wax, etc. I mowed the lawn to have a few minutes to my perverted mind alone. I decided that she had not been wearing them earlier today and she probably keeps things pretty neat, but not shaved.