It was a warm and sunny summer afternoon. I went to the grocery store where I met one of my former students working as a cashier.
"Wow, Mr. Price my old history teacher shopping for his own groceries?!?" Kim kidded.
"It's off to the principal's office for you young lady!" I joked "Hi Kim, how are you doing today? My housekeeper got married a few weeks ago. I'll be back bugging you until I get a new one." I explained.
Kim was a very pretty, petite and in her mid to late 20's. She had long straight blonde hair with dark roots and streaks down to her orange size breasts, a dazzling white smile and beautiful brown eyes. Hell, If I were twenty years younger, I'd be chasing her down the street. Not that I'd ever catch her, but it would sure be fun trying.
Kim rang me up and bagged my groceries "Mr. Price, I might know someone that's just right for you. She's my aunt and she's been divorced for 11 years. She recently moved here from Calgary and doesn't know anyone here outside of my family. I'm sure she'd love to do it."
"Send her over, you know where I live. Tell her to text me before she comes over, there's always that chance I might not be home. Here's my number. Thanks."
Kim leans over on the counter with her arms crossed while holding the piece of paper with my number. "It's good to see you again Mr. Price. I'm sure if my aunt ends up working at your place, you'll see me around there a lot. I love my aunt she's really funny and outgoing. You always acted like an old dick in class but deep down I always knew you were a big old softy."
"Shhh...don't let that get around. You'll take away my edge." I winked as I walked away.
A couple days later Kim texted me that her aunt wanted to come over that afternoon. I texted her back it was okay. Around one o'clock they both drove in and walked up to the front door.
Kim's aunt was a pretty middle-aged woman with jet-black wavy hair, oval shaped face deep brown eyes, pointy nose and medium size lips and a fair complexion. She was wearing tight-fitting white jeans, a yellow see-through shirt over top of a white tube top which accented her large cleavage.
"Hi Mr. Price, this is my aunt, Jill Parker." Kim introduced.
"Hello, Ms. Parker. Please come in"
"Thanks Mr. Price, please call me Jill."
"Ok, Jill... both of you call me Brian."
"Would you two like some coffee?" I offered.
"Yes, but I'll make it okay?" Jill suggested. I shrugged and nodded 'yes'.
Kim sat down beside at the table, she was wearing blue jeans and a white long sleeve shirt rolled up to her forearm. I could clearly see wasn't wearing a bra. Kim's shirt tightly hugged her body showing off her nipples and tiny breasts.
"So, Jill, did you still want the housekeeping job? Basically, you clean, cook and buy groceries. Pretty simple really."
"I'd love to Brian."
"Well then, I guess you can start tomorrow morning." I suggested.
Jill replied, "How about right now?" she got up started cleaning the kitchen. I looked at Kim, smiled and chuckled. "She doesn't waste time, does she?"
"Oh no, not my aunt. Her motto is 'Why do it later when you can do it now.' It drives me crazy!" Kim grimaces and makes tight fist. "Aunt Jill, I'm leaving now, I'll pick you up later ok?"
I piped up, "I can drive you home later, its no big deal." They both agreed.
Kim stepped over gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thank you!"
Jill did a great job getting the house organized and cleaned. I started to develop feelings for her as the afternoon progressed. There was just something about her I couldn't resist.
I looked at my watch and noticed that it was almost five o'clock. I suggested that she should call it a day.
Jill exhaled slightly "Whew, okay! Thanks Brian. I'll do the upstairs bathroom and the bedrooms in the morning."
I drove Jill home and stopped in front of Kim's parent's house. Jill stared at me while she fiddled with her earrings, then with her hair for a few seconds. Jill smiled as she slowly turned head away to open the car door. "I'll see you in the morning Brian, bye!" as she closed the car door, she waved and walked away.
A few weeks went by and Jill was still doing a fantastic job at my place. The place was so immaculately clean those dust bunnies just didn't stand a chance.
Jill came in one morning wearing a tight pair of blue jeans which really showed her ass off, a maroon coloured blouse with a light black jacket. She had her sleeves pulled up while carrying a half-dozen shopping bags. She put the bags down on the kitchen counter as I sat eating my breakfast. "Hey Jill, What's with all the grocery bags?"
Jill turned her chair towards me and sat down. She adjusted her hair then took my hand. "Brian, they're part of what I wanted to ask you about today," she continued. "You know the empty bedroom upstairs?" I nodded 'yeah' then I gestured for her to keep going.
"Would it be ok if I took that room? You'd have me around for companionship or whatever. We could be having breakfast together instead of me waiting for Kim to drive me over every morning." she suggested.
"I don't have a problem with that at all...sure, knock your self out! If you need to buy furniture for your room, sheets or something let me know and I'll pay for it, okay?"
Jill stood up, gave me a quick kiss, rubbed my chest, then she rubbed my shoulders for a second. "No, no, I went out shopping with Kim last night and bought sheets and stuff. I'm good. I don't need any furniture but thanks for the offer."
Jill spent that afternoon cleaning and organizing her room then she made dinner.
"Are you staying tonight, if not I'll drive you home after."
"No, but I will tomorrow night, I have to go back and pack my clothes and things. I still have a lot of stuff left over from when I was living out west. Some of that, like kitchen things, I'll probably bring over too. Is that okay with you?"
"No, no...That's fine, whatever makes you happy." I reached over and grabbed Jills hand.
She grabbed my hand back and smiled. "Well, right now you're making me happy."
The next morning Jill and Kim brought over three large suitcases and several boxes. I wasn't sure what to think when both girls started decorating the whole house. But damn, they worked great together as a team, the house looked fantastic... better than it ever has.
"Well, what do you think Brian?" Kim eagerly asked.
"It looks like a million-dollar job. You guys work really well together, I'm deeply impressed!" I said encouragingly. I reached in my pocket and pulled out some money and handed it to Kim. "Thanks Kim, you should get something too for your work."