CHAPTER 1
Brown haired and green-eyed Guy Meadows was left confused when seeking to find is the optimum age to marry because the opinions varied widely. He settled on twenty-eight and planned accordingly.
He studied hard at college and emerged with a masters in business administration and after settling into permanent employment upgraded that to an MBA.
By the time he was twenty-seven Guy was director of operations for a company that manufactured, imported and distributed LP gas and electric grills and barbecues. He was on track to marry next year, having recently become engaged to Penny Whitehead, assistant IT manager at a bank.
Penny was rather conservative but Guy's parents thought she was lovely so he thought that was something. The months ticked by and then, without consulting Guy, Penny applied successfully for promotion in IT at a bigger branch of the bank 1700 miles away and expected Guy to resign and relocate with her.
No way.
Guy had grown up in Welling, felt it really was his home, and loved his job. So Penny was left to choose between Guy and her promotion.
She dumped Guy.
Guy's mom Mary was shocked. "The little bitch; she would have given me lovely grandchildren."
"You did the right thing letting her go," his father said. "Your career comes first."
Well his dad always had been a practical thinker.
Guy sold the engagement ring back to the jeweler who'd supplied it at 60% less than what he'd paid for it. However the jeweler said he'd give Guy a 40% discount on the next ring he sold to him and that seemed fair. Guy believed he was lucky that Penny had handed the ring back and grinned thinking she looked quite shocked when he'd taken the offered ring and said thanks, pocketing it.
During this twenty-eighth year Guy had become aware that his projected wedding might have to be put back a year or perhaps longer. Becoming engaged to a replacement babe had proven more difficult than expected. Because he had a good physique and long brown hair, and plenty of it, and brooding green to hazel eyes he thought women would line up for him. Well his mom had said they would.
Well they almost did that, the gaps between them were fairly short, but all of them wanted dates and money spent on them, good sex but as soon as Guy became serious about a relationship each date would disconnect from him. He also found some of the bitches had lied and they weren't single.
Six weeks from his 31st birthday Guy and Hazel Hunter became engaged. She appeared too wide in the ass for Guy's liking but when he'd mentioned that to his mom she'd said nonsense, Hazel had 'magnificent child-bearing hips'. A month later Guy's employer began firing workers because the company was heading for insolvency and six weeks later it closed it's doors and he was declared redundant. He'd still not found a new position a month later and at that point Hazel dumped him.
His dad said she was disloyal and anyway he hadn't wanted a daughter-in-law 'with such a fat ass'.
Fortunately Guy had two younger sisters, both of whom had married and they each had produced a grandchild so his mom was no longer too concerned about him siring grandchildren but she still remained keen to have the family name perpetuated.
Guy's longtime friend had been fired for gross negligence at his job as an insurance company claims inspector and wanted to out of their shared apartment. Guy had saved well and thought it was a good investment so purchased Gary's holding. He then advertised for a tenant for the vacated room and to share apartment facilities. Eight guys and a female applied.
Danielle Grant who's disclosed she was forty-four looked at Guy over the empty coffee cups.
"My marriage had collapsed and I'm filing for divorce. I desperately need somewhere to live and this apartment is near where I work. You are asking for $785 a month. I'll pay you one thousand a month."
"W-e-l-l I don't know, Guy said, concentrating to avoid telling this applicant she could not have the accommodation because she was female, knowing that could have her file a claim for sexual discrimination. She'd probably do that, being an attorney.
Danielle apparently mistook Guy's hesitation as a bargaining dodge. She ran her tongue along her top lip and said cutely, "Perhaps there is something else I could offer to tempt you?"
"Like what?" he frowned and only then did he realize what she might be suggesting.
"God you are a tough negotiator. To close the deal I'm suggesting I'm willing to have sex with you during my residency here."
Steady on Guy, he warned himself. If he said yes she could plead sexual extortion or whatever it was called.
"Well I don't know."
"Are you worried about possible criminal repercussions in the wake of any complaint if we do a deal based on sex?"
"It has me worried."
She smiled and said first could he answer a question, "Would you be willing to have sex with me?"
Guy used her tactic and ran his tongue over his top lip.
She giggled. "Let's do it this way. We sign the agreement for three months at a thousand dollars a month. We make no agreement about sex but you know I have made the offer. You have to decide whether or not you trust me."
"Let's sign!"
She smiled and said she believed they would get along very well. "I'll regard you as my toy boy."
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Guy jerked off twice in the shower on Thursday night thinking about the excitement ahead of him next day.
Danielle had arranged for her husband's attorney to be at the marital home on Friday afternoon while she brought in a relocation crew to pack all her possessions, most of which would be taken away for long-term storage.
Just before 4:00, guys arrived with the four pieces of furniture and four paintings Guy had agreed to have in the apartment, one of the items being Danielle's heirloom dressing table with mirror. Then in came eight big cartons the guys said were filled with clothes and shoes.
They left and Danielle arrived and kissed Guy beautifully, He thought the necessities should come before sex and suggested they go and buy a two vertical racks for her shoes and two self-standing racks for her clothes because the generous sized closest in her bedroom would be totally inadequate.
Half an hour later they were back and while Guy assembled the shoe racks and clothing stands Danielle unpacked. Just over an hour later they were finished.
She placed a hand on his shoulder affectionately. "Come on, let's go our for a drink and I'll buy you dinner."
"I-I would like to lick your pussy first."
Her eyes widened and she colored and said she couldn't think of anything more she'd like better.
Without asking him where did he want her to position, Danielle hoisted herself up on to the dining table and lay back, spreading her legs.
Guy dribbled, wiped his chin and strode purposely forward and flicked her panty leg aside and crooned, "You smell lovely."
She laughed, "Liar."
Her ran his hands gently up the outside of her hold-ups thinking she had rather good legs for an elderly woman. He assumed elderly included forty-four year olds.
He reached the flesh above the stocking tops and licked some flesh.
Danielle groaned and her legs widened.
He straightened and gently tugged at the top of her high-cut panties and she lifted her ass without being asked, as if she'd don this before.
"Nice cunt," he said approving and noted Danielle now appeared to be panting for some reason.
Without warning she reached out, grabbled handfuls of his hair and yanked his face down on to her neatly trimmed bush. Her hair there was brown whereas her other hair was a dull dark-honey blonde. Ah so one of those hair colorings was artificial.
