Please read chapters 1, 2 and 3 before reading this one.
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On Tuesday, Nicholas was lying back and watching television. It was close to eight o'clock and he was not expecting guests. When a knock on the door came, he was quite surprised.
Dressed in his black fleece shorts and a loose T-shirt he went to the door and opened it. He was beyond surprised to see Ping standing in the hall. He invited her in and she smiled shyly. He led her to the living room and she sat on the couch looking at him with trepidation. He offered her wine which she gratefully accepted and then sat opposite her.
"What brings you here Ping?" he asked her as his stomach did a couple of somersaults in anticipation.
She blushed and looked at the floor and then looked up at him.
"Good evening Mr. Nicholas," she said diffidently. "I hope you are not disturbed that I come to see you."
Nicholas smiled and shook his head.
"No, that's okay Ping," he said as he looked at her hungrily. "I don't mind you coming to visit."
She was wearing a form-fitting black skirt that went past her knees and a light blue blouse. Nicholas wanted her desperately but he was still having difficulties reading her. The look she was giving him right now could be construed as anticipation, extreme shyness or even downright fear; it could as easily be something he hadn't even considered and he was frustrated at his inability to guess her mood.
"I am glad," she said with obvious relief. "I was uncertain if you would consider my visit to be an intrusion."
"Not at all!" he said with a scoff. "I like seeing you Ping. You should know that by now."
"Thank you Mr. Nicholas," she said as she looked down. "I enjoy seeing you too."
She looked up again and tittered quietly as she met his eyes.
"Was there a reason for your visit tonight?" he asked her. "Or is this just a social call?"
She blushed again and looked down.
"I am here," she said slowly, "because I am... I wanted to say to you..."
She frowned and continued to stare at the floor and Nicholas could see she was having difficulties. He just didn't know why.
"Is there something wrong Ping?" he asked as he moved to sit beside her on the couch.
She looked at him as he sat and then looked down once more.
"What I have to say is... difficult," she said slowly.
Nicholas immediately thought that she was about to tell him she and her sister were angry. He was convinced they were upset about how things had escalated. It had started with simple views of their nipples while they cleaned to giving him hand jobs and blow jobs; he had even fucked the two of them, one after the other on his bed. He frowned and looked down sheepishly.
"I'm sorry Ping," he said sadly. "I hope you and Minh are not too angry with me. Just don't stop coming to my house to clean. I promise I won't touch you or even look at you."
Ping looked at him curiously and knitted her eyebrows in confusion.
"Yes, I know things have gone too far already, and I'm sorry!" he said quickly, "I have the utmost respect for you and your sister and I only hope you can forgive me."
"I do not understand," she said.
"I want you to forgive me," he said. "I don't want you angry with me."
"Angry?" she asked. "You are angry?"
"Me?" he said, blinking in surprise. "I'm not angry. I thought you were angry."
"I am not angry," she said.
"You're not?" he said with a sigh of relief.
"No," she said. "I am very happy. My sister very happy!"
"You are?" he said.
"Yes," she said. "I am trying to say this, but it is difficult for me."
"You're happy?" he asked inanely.
Ping looked at him, cocking her head to one side in confusion.
"I am very happy!" she said.
"Oh," he replied and then sat back awkwardly.
"Mr. Nicholas," she said, laying a hand on his knee. "I am very happy to know you. Since my sister and I have been cleaning for you, you have been most kind to us. We are very grateful to you. The reason I have come here is to tell you how happy I am to know you. I would like to visit you more than once in a week if that does not disturb you."
"Really!" Nicholas said with his eyes wide. "You want to see me more often?"
"Yes," she said and then stared at the floor. "Unless I am imposing on you."
"No," he said. "You're not imposing at all. I'd like to see more of you too!"
"Yes?" she said, looking up and smiling.
With her almond shaped eyes and her full lips surrounding her smile, Nicholas found it hard not to scoop her up in his arms and ravish her on the spot.
"Oh yes!" he said as he put one arm on her waist and drew her closer to him.
He put his lips to hers and kissed her. She sighed softly and then willingly gave in to his kiss. He lifted her and set her on his lap and hugged her closely. She put her arms around his neck and moaned as their kissing became more passionate. She hooked one foot behind his calf and snaked her tongue into his mouth with abandon.
He placed his hand on her midriff and pushed it up inside her blouse. She sighed as he cupped her breast and then whimpered softly. He pinched her nipple between his fingers and she opened her mouth and kissed him fiercely.