In 2009, I had just gotten a divorce, still recovering, thank goodness no children. I was working for a firm that specialized in building commercial buildings and was just awarded a contract to build a manufacturing and warehouse in St. Raphael, France. St. Raphael is in the southeast of France near Nice and Cannes on the Mediterranean, in fact I flew into the Cannes airport and drove 28 miles to St. Raphael. The company needed a project manager to oversee the construction project and manage the local companies supporting the project. The company had put together a support team that included all the requirements needed to complete the project, material, utilities, and skilled manpower, with office space. The company knew I did not speak the language so they hired a man who would be my assistant who knew the language and the area. His name was Frederic Masquelier but was told to call him Fred. I was staying in a hotel when I first arrived but it did not suit me, the company had prearranged the lodging, so I was looking to change. I asked Fred what he would recommend because I needed something for a least 6 months, he would let know the next day. The next day Fred told me that his wife had friend who was renting a room out in her house, it would include meals and a place to park the car. Fred’s wife had a meeting setup with the home owner that afternoon so I followed Fred after work to the house. Fred pointed me to the door and I knocked, a nice looking lady came to the door and invited me in. She led me in the living room and there on the couch sits a beautiful girl I was guessing about 18, but she was 20. Her mom spoke broken English but the girl spoke fluent English.
They led me around the house and led upstairs to my room to be and the toilet and bath was at the end of the hall. The mother’s room was downstairs while the daughters was upstairs near the bath. The house was big enough, nice view on the side of the foot hills of the mountains overlooking the Mediterranean. The mother was around 40 and she had lost her husband to an industrial accident. The company he worked for had compensated her very well, however she worked 6 days a week as a shop clerk on commission only, St. Raphael is a big tourist town about 30K residents who cater to tourist. The daughter was going to school for cosmetology, she was in the first year of a 2 year school. She had applied for a job with a cruise line upon graduation and was waiting a response. The mother work from 1PM till 9 each day, the daughter went to class till 3PM 5 days a week. The mother’s name was Clara and the daughter was Danielle, both really nice and friendly. The house was very homie, Clara said she would fix my breakfast every morning and lunch if I came home for lunch and that Danielle would fix supper, price $400 a week. This was a great deal, so I move in January 2010. For a week it was getting use to the routine and every one was on their Ps and Qs for a week or so, after that everything became more relaxed. One morning Danielle was going to the bathroom as I was headed that way but she did not see me, she had on panties and a bra. From behind she looked so sexy. Later that week I went to breakfast and Clara was in her robe showing lots of leg with the top a little open showing nice tits. She would sit and with her broken English told me her husband was killed 2 years ago and she missed him. I was not use to living with 2 beautiful women but Clara began to share her feelings. She told me that she and her husband were not close but they could talk, now she was feeling lonely. I told her about my divorce and the messy divorce. One morning Clara came to breakfast in a short nightie, barefooted, oh what nice legs and the nightie could not hide her nice breasts, I sat there fully dressed for work but could not stand up because my hard on would show. I didn’t know if she was testing me but it worked.
Danielle fixed my supper each evening, during those times we would talk. She wanted to know everything about the USA and would ask about life in the USA, how people dressed, food, and what teenagers did for fun. I had a great time talking to her. One evening she wore a very short house dress with no bra, it was telling, nice legs like her mother, small breast. As she got dinner ready she would been over and her dress pulled up to her ass, I was getting nervous and getting worked up at the same time. She was doing this on purpose, I could tell. About a month into the stay, Danielle was headed to bathroom as I was headed that way but she only had on panties but she knew I was there even though she did not turn around. That same morning Clara came to breakfast in a short nightie, this one more reveling. As Clara was handing me orange juice, it slipped out of her hand and landed in my lap. She grabbed a rag and was brushing it off and apologizing, had me stand up and my hard on was not easy to miss. She unbuckles my belt, unzips my fly and lets my pants drop, drops to her knees and pulls my undies down and my dick hits her in the face. She starts sucking my dick, I reach down and start playing with her tits, I told her I was going to cum, she jumps up and takes my hand to her bed and we fucked like two wild people I told her I did not have any condoms. She told me she could not have any more children and wanted me to cum in her. From that day, we fucked almost every day till it was time for me to leave.
Danielle got bolder going to bathroom each morning, one morning she had no clothes on, her back was always facing me. One morning she was headed to bathroom when I shut my door real loud, Danielle turns around and smiles, she was gorgeous. Could not get her off my mind. Later that week during the evening meal, she leaves the room and comes back in a short tee shirt and sits in my lap, no panties or bra. She asked me if I liked her, I said yes, she says really like me, I said yes. She whispers in my ear, she tell me she saw me fucking her mom and she is jealous. She kisses me, then takes off her tee shirt and puts one of her nipples in my mouth, then reaches down to see if I am hard, of course I am. She leads me to her bed and I eat her out and she gives me a BJ, then we fuck and it was great. This went on till I left, she would come in my room at night. I so worried her mom would come in but she didn’t. I left a fucked out and exhausted man.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/k40kmg/living_with_two_sexy_women_for_six_months