Volunteer Work Pays Off

I was a volunteer delivering food from our local food bank to an apartment building for low income residences. I had just dropped off a box of food and was returning to my van, when a young lady approached me in the hallway, crying. She said please sir could you give me $30, my boyfriend kicked me out and said I had to earn $50 before he would let me back in. I have earned $20 for a blow job. I will let you fuck me for $30. She was only wearing a teddy nightgown with no panties or shoes. I said no, I will not pay you $30 but I will take you away from this pimp of a boyfriend into a safe environment. She said that he has all my clothes, shoes, and even my coat. I said I will replace all of that stuff if you come with me. I was old and retired so she probably felt safe. She said okay but how can I get to your car dressed like this. I gave her my coat to wear and put my gloves on her feet. The van was warm and I had only three more deliveries to make before I was finished delivering food.

I took her to my secluded cabin in the woods. I lived alone. In the car she told me that her parents disowned her when she left school with her boyfriend. My boyfriend wasn't always mean but he became an alcoholic and got mean when he drank. Lately, he would invite three friends over to play sex poker.

He would make me dress in my teddy and serve them drinks and show them my body. He would bet my services in place of money on each hand. A tit suck was worth 1 chip or $10, a blow job was worth 2 chips or $20, a fuck 3 chips, and an anal fuck was worth 4 chips. For example, if 5 of his chips were in the pot the winner could get an anal fuck and a tit suck or a blow job and a pussy fuck. At the end of the hand they would count the number of my boyfriend chips in the pot and I had to service the winner. All the men were nude and I performed my task by sitting on their lap in front of everyone. While my boyfriend dealt the next hand. He was shrewd, he knew that men would think with their cocks and not with their heads. They would over bid and make mistakes. He also knew I was facing forward and could see the players' new hand. Which I would tell my boyfriend by using our secret binary code by wiggling my fingers. My first two fingers would indicate the strength of his hand (one pair up to a straight flush) the next two fingers would indicate the highest card in the hand. I would also rub the winner's cock on or in my pussy to reduce his concentration during the hand. If my boyfriend won, I got a reprieve for that hand but would still be expected to expose my tits and rub my pussy to distract the other players. It was like musical chairs but with me getting fucked many times a night. My boyfriend won a lot of money.

I said that that was horrible. He should be in jail. She said, if I reported him to the police, he would likely kill me before he ever went to trial. I said I will keep you safe. I live in a different town and we will shop at different stores and keep a low profile. We will not visit bars and only cook our own food or have take-out food. When we got to my cabin, I showed her around. The cabin was small; it had a living room, a kitchen, a laundry room, and one bedroom with an attached bathroom. I laid out my sweatpants, a zip up sweatshirt, socks, and outdoor slippers for her to wear. I said I would make us breakfast and you might want to take a warm shower before you change your clothes. There is also a robe to wear in the bath room if you prefer.

When breakfast was ready she came out wearing my robe tied loosely. We ate and afterwards she helped clean up the kitchen and we sat on the couch and talked. She said I only see one bed in the house. I said you can sleep with me or on the couch. She said I would prefer to sleep with you. I said please understand that I sleep in the nude and I have erectile dysfunction (ED) and can not fuck you. I can still climax and like sex, a lot, but I will not ask you to have sex with me. But I would appreciate it if you wanted to initiate having sex with me. I will show you how I like sex. I would like our relationship to be like I was your grandfather and you were my granddaughter who offered to live with me as my housekeeper.

Specifically I will offer you five things: 1) Give you a roof over your head, 2) feed you, 3) buy clothes for you, 4) keep you safe, and 5) prepare you for a future without me. I would expect five things in return from you as my housekeeper: 1) Clean my house, 2) wash my clothes, 3) cook my food, 4) help me shop for our needs, and 5) help me with my health and personal needs. Do you think that you can live with me under these terms? We will discuss the terms in more detail later. She said, yes grandpa and gave me a French kiss.

I said I need to know more about you. What is your full name? Susan Redding. How old are you? Twenty. Did you graduate from high school? No, but I almost did. Do you have a driver's license? Yes. Do you know your Social Security Number? Yes, but both my driver's license and Social Security Card were in my purse that I left behind. I said we can report them stolen and get them replaced. If you put on the clothes I laid out for you, we can go to town and I will buy you some new used clothes from GoodWill. She said she would be ready in ten minutes.

At the GoodWill she bought some T-shirts, mini-skirts, shoes, socks, a robe, and a coat. I made her pick out some long pants and warm blouses. She did not pick out a bra or panties. When I asked her, she said she doesn't wear them. We then went to a large food store where she bought some makeup, a hair brush, tooth brush, and tampons. We also bought more food and I asked her what she liked to drink and she said water, coffee, and beer, which we bought. When we got home she changed into her sexiest T-shirt with a scoop neck and large arm holes showing off her large breasts. Also a mini-skirt showing off her bare butt when she bent over. It was apparent that she did not want me to back out of our deal. My ED came in handy by not showing what I was thinking.

I made room in my dresser, the bathroom, and my closet for her things. She hand washed her teddy and hung it in the shower to dry. It had been a long day and we both made supper together and I showed her where things were. She kept bumping into me and bending over to pick up something she dropped. It was clear that she was teasing me. I did not react. We made a nice supper and she cleaned up the kitchen.

I sat down on the couch and started to watch the TV. She went into the bedroom and came out wearing her new robe. She said I was going to put my teddy on but it is still wet. I guess I am going to have to sleep naked tonight, if you don't mind. Why don't you change your clothes? I changed into my robe. We found a movie to watch that had a few sex scenes. She let her robe slide open and so did I. We each rubbed one another with our hands. We decided to go to bed early. I told her I was going to take a shower and she could help. She said, tell me what to do. I said the shower is too small for both of us so I will wash my face, hair, and rinse my body. Then I will turn off the water and open the door and you can soap up your hands and rub soap on my body. I will then shut the shower door and rinse off the soap. When I come out, you can dry me with a towel. She did as I asked, but was totally nude while doing it. I could not resist kissing her breasts and fingering her pussy as she stood there. She also kissed my nipples and penis after she dried them. We both got in bed naked.

She said, tell me how I can help with your ED. I said good sex is not about penile penetration. It is all about the orgasm. I can have an orgasm by hand rubbing, oral sex, or by rubbing my penis on your pussy or breasts. I do not need penile penetration. You however require a clitoris massage for an orgasm. The many men who fucked you nightly likely did not pay any attention to your clitoris and you did not likely have an orgasm or probably faked it. I do not want you to ever fake an orgasm with me. Tell me when I rub your clit if I am doing it wrong by rubbing too fast or slow or in the wrong place. Communicating your needs are essential for good sex. I will try to give you an orgasm by licking and sucking your clit and inserting two fingers in your vagina with my thumb below you clit and squeeze my fingers and thumb together on your G-spot. The faster I squeeze and rub will likely produce the desired climax. I will be able to tell by the spasms in your vagina. Any oral acknowledgements are nice but unnecessary.

Only after you have come do I want you to make me come by rubbing my penis on your tits, pussy, or in your mouth, or all three. Let's give it a try, practice makes perfect. We both had a very enjoyable orgasm. If you were wondering what point five, help me with my health and personal needs means, you have now found out. An orgasm reduces stress in our bodies and allows us to sleep better. Also your help bathing me can alert me to any unusual looking moles or cuts that might need medical attention.

In the morning I licked and sucked her breasts, pussy, and fingered her to an orgasm. I let her suck my penis but not to a climax. I did not know what the rest of the day would bring. I suggested that we both shower together in the evenings and not in the morning. It works as foreplay for our night time activities. Today I would like to see your housekeeping and cooking skills. I will show you how to use my clothes washer, dryer, and dishwasher. She made hash brown potatoes, bacon, and eggs for breakfast and toasted cheese and tomato sandwiches for lunch. She said that she liked to cook. I asked her if she ever had any jobs. She said that she was a waitress in a coffee shop for a year. She liked the work.

She wore the same T-shirt and mini-skirt she had on yesterday and found reasons to bend over showing her breasts or butt to interrupt me from concentrating on my reading. At 4 pm she took a break and we sat down and drank some beer. I called it our happy hour. She sat very close to me and I could not stop myself from rubbing her breasts and pussy. She only needed to pull down her T-shirt a little to expose her breasts and lift up her mini-skirt to expose her pussy. She reached over and unzipped my pants and sucked my penis. I did not let her finish me. After about a half an hour, we stopped and she started to make supper. She made a pizza using a purchased crust with freshly made pizza sauce, provolone cheese, fresh vegetables, and spices. It was quite good.

After supper she cleaned the kitchen and put on her mostly transparent teddy and sat beside me. I put on my robe. After the news, we again watched another movie which had more sex scenes. She asked if I wanted to watch porn? I said no, looking at your body is all the arousal I need, she smiled. We went to the bedroom early and took our showers. I showered first and let her soap and dry me and then I soaped her and dried her. We both kissed each other's tits, penis, and pussy under the pretext of ensuring that all of the soap was removed. We went to bed naked. Our sex was like the previous night but better, practice does help improve performance. After our morning oral sex and pussy fingering, we were ready to face the day.

After two weeks, that I called my honeymoon phase, I said we need to talk. We sat down and I said, remember that point five was for me to prepare you for a future without me. You have done an excellent job as my housekeeper and I am going to start paying you for this service. I will pay you $1,000 a month. We will go to town and I will open a bank account in my name and list you also on the account. I will also ask them for a debit card on the account in your name. The debit card is not a credit card so you can only withdraw as much as in the account. I will deposit $1,000 in the account. All the money is yours to keep. The next change is we will no longer have our happy hour at 4 pm. It is now called your study hour.

First I will train you in some computer skills, such as internet browsing, internet safety, word processing, spreadsheet use, and Wikipedia searching. For example, I will show you how I track my household expenses in a spreadsheet and you can set up and track our food supplies in a spreadsheet and print out our weekly food shopping list. Remember that your ex-boyfriend will be looking for you online, so do not join any social media. You can share my email account but I will see any emails you get or send, as you will mine. Second, I will ask you to pass a GED test. A GED certificate is almost as good as a high school diploma. There are practice tests online that will point out where you might need help. There are also courses at the community college to help you with the GED test. I will pay all of your fees. Third, after you get your GED certificate, I would like you to enroll in classes at the community college. For example, the local college offers a Culinary Arts, Professional Cooking Certificate, with only one year of study. I thought you might be interested. Again I will pay all your fees. I will also buy a second used car for you to use to get to school and go shopping with friends, but be careful you still have a stalker. If you get a degree or a certificate from the college, the car is yours to keep.

I also want you to tone down our day time sex. I am not 20 years old; night time sex is more than sufficient. I know that you think that giving sex is how you can survive in this male dominated world, and you are very good at it. However, you have much more to offer. A college experience will show you that, and allow you to meet new people. I am not trying to push you away. You can always be my housekeeper and I will always be your grandfather. But you need to learn that you can take care of yourself and not have to rely on other people. She said you are my fairy godfather but I will miss our afternoon and early evening sex. We could make exceptions for special occasions, like tonight. I want to show you my lap dance skills.

I said okay, maybe for birthdays, holidays, or a new month, and tonight. After supper she said let's put on our robes and you can sit on the couch. She took about fifteen minutes before she came back dressed in her untied robe. She put on some soft music and began gyrating in front of me, opening and closing her robe exposing her tits, pussy, and bending over showing her butt while gyrating it. She opened my robe and hers entirely and sat on my lap. She gyrated her pussy back and forth on my penis and rubbed her tits on my mouth. She got up and turned around, pulled up the back of her robe and wiggled her butt back and forth. She then sat her butt on my penis and wiggled it and asked me to reach around her and rub her tits. She then bent further forward with her hands on the floor raising her butt with her pussy now on my penis and asked me to finger fuck her anus. She said she had just douched her anus. I did, this was the first time we had any anal play. She seemed to enjoy it by the way she kept wiggling. She said maybe we should add this to our shower routine. She was still rubbing my penis with her pussy and I climaxed. The dance was over. I jokingly said, maybe we should add all days ending in Y to our special occasions.

The next day and the days following, she stopped wearing her mini-skirts, bought a bra and panties and took her study time seriously. She advanced in her computer skills quickly and even bought a laptop computer with her own money. She took the GED practice exam and only had a problem in math skills. I was good at math and tutored her. She passed the GED exam on her first try. She liked the idea of the Culinary Arts program at the community college and enrolled. Her one hour study hour grew to three hours and our night time movie viewing changed to watching cooking shows. The quality and variety of my meals improved drastically and so did my food budget costs.

She met friends at the college both men and women and started dating. She got her Professional Cooking Certificate. We read in the local paper that her ex-boyfriend went to prison for stealing. She finally felt safe. She stayed on as my housekeeper for a total of three years before she moved out and lived with a girlfriend and got a job cooking in a high class restaurant. She ultimately got married and I gave her away at her wedding. She did visit me on my birthdays that always included a personal gift. She said she was happy in her marriage and I was sure her husband was too.