She was 24 and I was 54. Her parents had asked if she could stay with us for the summer to help her get acquainted with the area before summer. We had a giant house and was happy to help out old family friends.
We had made a lodging agreement, I needed an assistant and she needed room and board. It was perfect. Sarah arrived on the first Sunday of June. She was the typical 24 year old, a little immature, ready to party.
I helped her get settled in. Her bedroom was across the hall from ours. It had its own private bath and walk-in closet. I left her to unpack and went down to tend to dinner. We had a housekeeper that made sure all arrangements were made, but I needed to put final touches on it. Dave was in his home office preparing for his trip. He jokingly asked me how long until she was sharing our bed. I rolled my eyes, but he knew she fit my taste perfect.
At dinner we chatted about her plans and what her parents' wishes were. I had wondered what her mom was thinking; knowing my lifestyle and spending her own time in bed with me. She more than once said her mom wanted her to be mature and learn to be a strong female.
After dinner she returned to her room and I helped Dave finish up for his trip. I changed into my night clothes which consisted of a semi sheer wrap. When I got to her room she was unpacking her clothes. She was dressed in a sheer tank and a thong. I knew this was going to be tough not to take advantage. We chatted a bit and then I hugged her to bid her goodnight. I let my fingers linger a bit long and she softly moaned.
When I got back to my room, I told Dave "tomorrow, I will have her in my bed tomorrow" he laughed and said "of course, surprised not tonight."
The next morning as I was sitting at the table sipping my coffee Sarah came down ready for work. She was dressed in a tailored skirt suit, four inch heels, and her hair was in a tight bun. I was wearing a sheer wrap with nothing under it. I pointed Sarah to the coffee and toast and then invited her to join me at the table.