Samantha (part 2)

Part 2

As I load the laundry in the machine I close lid and turn machine on. Standing there in the laundry room just looking around. It’s a huge room in the basement. Clothes racks, shelves, storage and such.

I head up to the girls room to further check on how they are doing. One fell asleep so I help her into bed. I pick up the snack wrappers that was in there on the floor where they was sitting. The other sister is playing with her doll house and is looking slightly sleepy. I pat her on the head and kneel down playing with her a bit.

She slowly starts wearing down and I talk her into laying down in bed. After picking up her things I tuck her in. She is so sweet. Running my hands through her hair she then curls up and nods off.

As I stand up Mr. Blakely walks by the kids doorway heading towards the kitchen. I hear him sigh with a exhausted sound. I follow after him after turning lights down and closing the door to girls room.

As I enter kitchen he is not there. He must be? Hmm. oh! As I look through the door way of the front room I see him sitting on one side of the couch. He looks exhausted. I do my thing and walk into the room announcing my entrance.

“Hello sir, my current update is laundry has been started and girls are all tucked in asleep.” I say in my cute voice. I walk around in front of him so he could see me easily. “Are you ok?” I ask. He sighs “im under work stress is all. Deadlines…ya know?”

As he places his eye glasses down on the table next to him to rub his eyes. I quickly walk behind the couch where he is sitting and start to rub his shoulders. “Mr blakely let me help you relax” I say to him.

“Uh Sam you don’t need to …..oh that feels….” he replies and does so in long feel good pauses. He seems like he is somewhat reserved. Maybe he’s never had any close interactions with another female before? Well if thats the case after meeting Mrs Blakely i know he needs some help.

“Do you like that sir?” I ask. He remains quiet. I could feel how tense he was. After a couple small moans, he responds “that is amazing. I wont lie I was gonna stop you but..wow. that feels good.” He says.
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“How long do you wish for me to stay? I ask. “Oh if kids are in bed you don’t have to stay any longer you can head home when your ready. You have such a long trip ya know?” He says laughing. As to the fact I live next door.

“Its so far Mr blakely i don’t know if ill make it. I have a terrible cramp in my right calf muscle and my feet are sore from my athletic activities.” I whimper in a pathetic small voice. I was joking about this but suddenly he opens a door for me to work with.

“Well come around here and I’ll take good care of those muscles. Let me massage them.” He says with a smirking grin on his face. He was clearly joking me as well but I acted as if I believed him. Then immediately I ran around couch and plopped next to him laying down and placing my feet on his lap. I layer my head back and watched him.

I could tell he was sorta shocked but played along with it as he was a bit to kind to shush me away. I used that to my advantage. He awkwardly starts rubbing my small feet. I was wearing my favorite pink ankle socks. I had also made sure I pulled up my leggings under my shirt farther just to be sure id make a print with my pussy lips in them.

As he would look at my legs and body id pretend to close my eyes ‘relaxing’ so he would see my pussy print and stare longer. I wanted him to feel aroused. So id add some small moans and “oh sir that feels so good thank you for doing this. My right foot is getting jealous now.” I said as he chuckled and switched feet i laid my left foot off the couch on the floor so I could open my legs a little giving him more to see.

He definitely was trying to behave so I’m gonna have to really have to get his attention. As I kept pretending to have eyes closed id shift my hips a little back and forth. This seemed to keep his attention on my body.
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I was definitely getting aroused feeling his hands on my me. “Oh that feels so good Mr blakely. ” I said. “Now do my calves. Please…” I begged. He chuckles and quickly starts to work on my calf. This freed up my foot to, well you know, start its way towards his bulge. I bumped it slightly waiting his response. He was definitely starting to enjoy this. He never said a word.

As I bumped him he sorta closed his eyes, but never stopped rubbing my leg. I then repositioned my foot against his bulge. And started arching my back allowing my pussy to raise a little and I moaned. As he still was in no rejection I began rubbing him with my foot. As I open my eyes and look at him he was staring right at my pussy print.

He sees me see him and he freezes. “Uh we shouldn’t be doing this” he quickly lets go of my leg and starts to sit up. I keep rubbing his swelling bulge and sit up. He wants to stop me but seems to be caught in inner conflict.

He moans slightly, but seemed so restrained. As he grasps my ankle i Look him in the eyes “Mr blakely I promise I won’t tell. You are so tense. If you like i could help you with that.” He freezes again and closes his eyes. As he does this i move quickly and sit up removing my t-shirt. My hot pink bra is now exposed. My brests was itching to be released.

All I wanna do is make him powerless from any moral fiber he has. His wife is so snooty to him. Plus I wanted to own him. My small hand goes quickly to his married bulge as I rub him through his pants. His eyes open to see my bra and his face turns red. He gasps as he then starts moaning. “Sam i cant…” then he freezes again.

“Daddy show me that big dick” i say at that point I could see him give in. I undo his button and he stands up and pulls his pants off. His bulge was definitely growing inside those boxers…

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