BACKGROUND
I used to be one lazy SOB. A little overweight, not very motivated, and well, slovenly. All of that changed when one afternoon when I was plopped on the sofa and the TV remote quit working. If you knew me then, you would know how much this pissed me off. I got up and changed the batteries, but the damn thing still didn't work. SO I took off the cover and started messing with the insides. (I am a plumber by trade, so I had no idea what the hell I was doing in there.)
Well I messed around with it for a few minutes, using some of my plumbing tools, then got pissed off and threw it. "Piece of shit!!" I yelled. I went over and picked it up and put the cover back on it. As I was stupidly pointing it at the TV and pushing the useless buttons, my girlfriend Kimberly walked in.
She was short, plump, and not all that pretty, but she usually put up with my shit, and didn't yell when we argued, so I kept her around. She said, "What are you bitching at now?"
"The goddamn remote is busted! Look!!" I pushed one of the buttons.
She got a faraway look in her eyes and said, "What do you want me to do?"
I was pissed. "Fuck you!" I said. "You can suck my dick, you bitch!"
No one was more shocked than I was when she walked over, pulled down my sweatpants and started sucking my cock.
Chapter 2 - The Real Estate Agent
Brenda was tall and thin, and probably 30 years old. She was around 6 feet tall with long legs and small breasts. Her light skin contrasted with her dark brown hair. She was dressed in a dark business suit and skirt, with a loose white blouse and high heels. She was very pretty, if a little to stiff and formal.
I opened the door and pressed the button on the remote. She got a faraway look in her eyes and said, "What do you want me to do?"
I said, "Come in and take off all of your clothes. Just leave them in a pile next to the door." Then come over to the table and have a seat." She did exactly as I said.
Brenda's hair was straight and shoulder-length. She had full lips and straight, white teeth. Her small breasts were very perky and her brown nipples stood out proudly, pointing upward toward the ceiling. Her dark pubic hair was neatly trimmed into a heart-shape around her bare pussy. She had a small firm ass, and a scar on one knee from what must have been surgery.
When we were sitting at the table, I gave her instructions, "You and I are going to talk about selling my house. While we are discussing it, you will not be aware that you are naked. You will do anything necessary to sell my house for the best price possible, even if you have to fuck the buyer on the kitchen table and eat out his wife to close the deal."