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Chapter 4 by JennCarcione JennCarcione

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Ask Mr. Ferrier if I can shower first

I look and feel like an absolute mess. I can't have this conversation so unkempt. I respond, "Thank you sooooo much Mr. Ferrier. Can I take a super-duper quick shower and come over in like 30 minutes?"

Aiden Ferrier looks at his watch, then up at my eyes. Aiden responds, "I guess that could work. I only have an hour. Once you're done and dressed, come right over."

I nod my head in agreement and reply, “thank you very much Mr. Ferrier. I’ll be over in a jiffy.” As I approach my door, I fumble for my keys and drop them. As I bend over to pick them up, I can feel Mr. Ferreira eyes on me, despite not seeing him.

I enter the house and quickly review my Ring camera. It faces my front door and should have recorded our interaction. I open the Ring app on my phone and watch one minute back. From the moment I finish my conversation and head for my door, he is clearly starring at my ass. When I pick up my keys, he grabs his crotch and adjusts it, while smirking, eyes still fixated on my butt. I think to myself, "He definitely wants me."

I enter the bathroom and take off all my cloths. I turn on the shower and enter. My mind runs a million miles an hour about how to play the next hour. I am enjoying the hot water drip down my naked skin, but remember I need to shower quicker than my usual, relaxing flow. I finish my shower and dry myself off. I only have a few minutes to finish getting ready, including doing my hair, so I need to pick an outfit quickly.

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What do I decide to wear?

I decide to wear a tight, tiny white dress with black boots. It screams sexy yet sophisticated. I put my white thong on so that my butt doesn't show panty creases. I decide against a bra as the straps would show from behind. I spray a squirt of perfume on my breasts, blow dry my hair as quickly as possible, grab my purse and run out the door.

As I approach his door, I notice it's been over 20 minutes. I hope he's not upset. As I reach for the doorbell, the door opens. Mr. Ferrier changed into a different outfit. He's now wearing white shorts, a Ralph Lauren Polo shirt and Valentino Garavani tennis shoes. Despite his age, he clearly works out as his muscles are pressing through his clothing. His salt and pepper hair is nicely combed to the side. With his huge white smile, Mr. Ferrier says, "Hello again Jenny. You look amazing. Come on inside." and gestures towards his living room.

I respond "thank you", enter his home and approach the table in the center of the well-furnished living room room.

As I walk I can feel his eyes scanning me from behind. My dress is super short, maybe too short. It's possible that the bottom of my butt is exposed below the skirt. I debate pulling it down as I walk towards the chair but decide to not draw too much attention. Mr. Ferrier pulls out my chair in a gentleman-like manner and says, "Have a seat, my dear."

After I sit, he takes the seat directly across the table from me. He attempts to make eye contact, although he's clearly distracted by my cleavage as he asks, "So Jenny, what's going on?"

I take a deep breath, look him in the eyes and tell him about my parents accident. He clearly had no idea that anything at all occurred. He placed his hand out, palm to comfort me. I responded by placing my hand on his, and he subsequently put his other hand on top of mine. As I explained the money situation in detail, he began to nod in understanding and began rubbing my hand.

As I continue to talk, I notice that his eyes are fixated directly on my breasts. His rubbing of my hand is not more like an aggressive, exploratory pet of my arm and I think I see saliva coming out of his mouth. I finish explaining about how I need the funds to prevent foreclosure of the home as he cuts off my final words, "Oh Jenny, I'm so sorry. Let me give you a big hug."

He stands up and walks over to me, arms out. I open my arms and embrace his hug. At first, I'm focused on his strong hands, biceps and chest. Next, I feel his chest pressing harder than a normal hug against my breasts, causing my nipples to harden a bit. Finally, I feel his pelvis press up against me. He is completely hard. I feel his entire erect penis pressing into groin as he maintains the hug.

What do I do?

1) Ignore Mr. Ferrier's boner and let him continue the hug

2) Back away from his hard penis

3) Touch Mr. Ferrier's cock

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