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Where to begin, I guess this story should be called “series of events” as it was a series of events that have changed our lives. To start with I have been married to Thomas for three years. My name is Jennifer. I met Thomas in college and we quickly fell in love. We married right after we graduated. Thomas works as a software developer and I worked in marketing.
About two years ago I lost my job. It’s emotionally challenging to survive being laid off, but I’m not one to sit around and watch television. Our dream is to start a family. However we want to have a nest egg before our first child. So off I went looking for a job. Never thought it would be so hard to find something. As most would agree the job market has been tight after the dot bomb days. So I decided to start a housekeeping business. This wouldn’t require much money to start and we knew a few people who were looking for some help around the house.
One of my first clients was Stephan and his wife. Over time Stephan has become a friend. Sure, he tries a little to hard, but deep down he is a good person and very harmless. It’s nice to have a man notice me. His comments can be a little childish. Life can become mundane and to have a guy notice me, makes me feel attractive.
Last week things went from bad to worse. We had a credit card bill due and no cash. How were we going to pay the bill? I remember that day being difficult for I had to go out and face the world with a smile, or act as best I could. My only client that day was Stephan’s house. At least he is fun. I just hoped he would not ask too many personal questions, as I wasn’t sure how to keep it together.
Stephan is a sales rep and many days he’s home when I’m there. We talk a little but I just work around him. That day I prayed he would not be home. All of my clients give me keys to their house. I let myself in holding my breath. I take another deep breath to find that Stephan was not home. I collected the check, and put it in my purse. This way, I wont forget that. I was cleaning for about an hour before Stephan walked in. We talked a little and then he asked me, or shocked me with another changing life event.
“I really do not want to shock you, but you are so young and attractive. Would you consider working topless?”
At first I wasn’t in the mood to listen to this, again. However, this time he put down two one hundred dollar bills. There was the credit card payment and a little extra. I took a moment and thought about it. What harm would it do? My only thought was that I wish somehow I could have asked Thomas first. Then I heard these words come out of my mouth, “You will keep this our little secret?”
“Of course.” He looks me in the eye.
Now I feel very nervous as I just agreed. It’s been years since a man other than my husband has scene my body. A little tingle of excitement shot through my body as it sunk in.
“Why don’t you go up to the bedroom and come out when you are comfortable.”
Wow, he is good. Nervously I made my way to the bedroom. The closet doors are mirrors. At first this was embarrassing but then something changed. By looking in the mirror I put myself in his shoes. This is what he is going to see. Slowly I removed my shirt and bra. My nipples harden as my body tensed with nerves. Its show time, I thought!
Stephan was sitting on a stool in the kitchen. I make my way over to him, slowly. Want him to savor this moment. His eyes wander up and down my body. They seem to focus on my breasts. I should have a plastic surgeon move my eyes to my breasts, as most men like to talk to them. Never considered myself an exhibitionist but I find myself enjoying the feeling.
Stephan moves in his chair. This must be getting to him. Will he want more? If he does, can I do more? Jumping back into my work, started with the kitchen as I noticed the dirty dishes. Did Stephan cook dinner last night? Stephan has been married for twenty years. Would his wife be upset? Would she want to be here?
After while my nerves calm down, but I still feel his eyes on me. At least my nipples were still hard for him. He gets up and grabs a beer from the refrigerator. He hands one to me. Normally I don’t drink but my nerves call for one. I prefer wine but a beer will do.
It was hard not to notice, no pun intended. I look at him, “You are not shy.”
Why should I be, its hard from you.”
“Was that a compliment?”
“Yes, very much so. You are so dam hot”
“Thanks. I think”
Stephan started to walk around. Next thing I knew, he was behind me with his hardness pressing into me. I couldn’t move. Stephan is an attractive man but up till this point I never thought of him in a sexual manner. Yet, I’m still comfortable.
