Hey good looking what you got cooking

*Perspective has resumed from Matt Coles point of view.

After a slow day at the office, after Murphy Grainger's appointment, I had two other people come in spread out throughout the day. 

The first was a portly man, short, with overalls, who wanted me to investigate if his neighbor was peeing on his wife's flowers, as all the ones on the property line were dying but the ones by the house were not.

It was worth a few hundred bucks to him to have a definite yes or no on this, as his neighbor was also his finishing buddy, and he didn't want to give up that friendship if he didn't have to. He also alluded to the fact that he might have to shoot the fellow to preserve some type of honor. I agreed to the job as long as he gave me his word that he wouldn't shoot his neighbor. 

The second was an old lady who had lost her cat; she wanted to know if I could find him and gave me a picture of him. She wasn't able to pay me with cash because she was on a fixed budget but could give me a dozen of her county fair-winning meatballs if I found the feline. How could I not agree to this? So my third client was happy, even though I told her it might take a while to find the kitty. 

Between those two appointments, I texted Madison and Tessa to come up with a game plan for Mrs. Grainger, and after we figured out the surveillance setup and basic plan, I texted Mrs. Grainger to see if we could come by tonight at anytime to setup our equipment. She was quick to replay with an affirmative and a time frame where we would be least spotted by the husband and staff. We would be dressed as electric company employees, but they don't typically do work at 8 p.m. at night. 

I closed up at 5 p.m. and drove home with Nancy. She thought it would be fun to give me another blowjob while driving home, which I can't say was a bad idea. I did make her get her breasts out so I could play with her tits, tunning her nipples like I was playing with the radio, to her pleasant surprise. Being the gentleman as I am, once we were home, I had her lay on the hood like that White Snake video and fucked her into a dopey mess before heading inside. 

"It looks like you had a nice first day," Jen laughed. "Or at least my mom did!" She giggled as Nancy stumbled in with that same goofy smile on her face, one of her nipples still not quite back in her clothes. 

"It was a little light on work and a little heavy on fun," I said with a smile. "I am going to need to have Madison and Tessa come with me after dinner to setup some equipment at the Grainger house," I said. "Speaking of which, what's on the menu?" I asked. 

"You mean besides me, Mr. Investigator?" Jen posed and winked at me. 

"If it were just me, you would be enough, but we are cooking for seven now." I said

"You're no fun," Jen pouted. "Actually, Mckenzie wanted to cook for us tonight; apparently she does a pretty damn good chicken fajita dish." 

"That sounds delicious. I'm going to take a shower and get the equipment and the girls together. Text me when dinner is ready." I said. I gave her booty a little squeeze on my way up to the shower. 

I stopped at Tessa's room, sticking my head in; she was preparing the equipment already. "Hey there, how's it going, babe?" I asked. 

"It's going fine; I am almost done loading the software for the filters. We should have direct access using this 5G antenna, so we won't be seen on the client's wifi," she said. "How did your first day go?" 

"Well, if I find a kitty for a little old lady, we get a whole plate of award-winning meatballs." I said. 

"Sounds good to me! I love meatballs. It shouldn't be hard for you to find a little pussy" She looked up at me through her hair with a smirk on her face. 

"I think you're right. Did you get a chance to take a shower today?" I asked. 

"Nah, I have been working on this since you texted." She sighed. 

"Well, why don't you take one with me? I'll give you a little reward for being so dedicated today." I grabbed her hand and pulled her up. Then, on a whim, I pulled her up onto my shoulder,  caveman style, carrying her to the shower. 

"Let me down, you brute!" She laughed, kicking her legs and hitting my back in mock fear. 

I put her down in the bathroom and quickly stripped my clothes off, turning on the shower. She did the same; her perky breasts and bouncy ass hopped in the shower. After washing each other, I spent a bit of extra effort to clean Tessa's pussy, to her delight. Then I dropped down to my knees, grabbing her ass and pushing her up against the shower wall. I devoured her pussy, giving her a hell of a tongue-lashing and booty massage. 

Tessa's moaning turned to pleasurable screams as she came multiple times from my efforts. She came down from that high, asking if I wanted her to blow me or fuck her. I kissed her but told her we didn't have time; dinner was going to be ready soon, and I had already fucked Nancy earlier. A little disappointed but understanding the situation, she turned the shower off, and we enjoyed drying and teasing each other while we got dressed again. 

We split up, and I headed to Madison's room to check in. She already had the tools we would need laid out on the bed. 

"Hey, nicely done!" I complimented her, "It looks like you have everything ready! That's really going to make things easier for tonight." I said. 

"Yup, I'm just trying to get everything in the bag I'm taking tonight; I might need your help hauling some of this stuff; it's pretty heavy." She said. 

"Oh, you need a big, strong man to carry your stuff?" I joked as I came up behind her, lifting her by the waist and spinning her around to face me. I let her body slide down my face, pressing against it, giving me two soft, fleshy orbs to motorboat and a pair of soft lips to kiss, not to mention her stellar ass to grab. Then she punched me in the ribs.

"Nope! But if you want to help, I might let you get your hands on me later." She teased. "I hate it when you have had sex before you see me; I almost fractured my hand on your ribs! Did it even hurt you?" she balked. 

"A bit, you're still a strong one, Mrs. Grinch, but there is a really easy way to not brake your hand on my ribs..." I said. 

"And that would be....?" She left a pregnant pause for me to finish. 

"Stop PUNCHING me!" I yelled and then did the one thing that Madison hates but secretly turns her on the most. I tickled the shit out of her. 

After a minute or two of me mercilessly tickling her, I got the text that dinner was ready. So I pinned Madison down and gave her my best passionate kiss and erotic caress down her body, then I jumped up, yanking her up with me, and smacked her ass, saying, "Dinner time, little Piggy!" Laughing 

"You realize I will have to punch you again because of that?" She straight-faced told me. 

"Worth it!" I yelled and decided to have a little fun. I ran, jumping off the second story balcony and landing on the living room floor with a solid thud. Shaking a few decorative pieces of furniture in the process. 

"HEY! Jen shouted, No more monkeys jumping on the bed, damn it!" In mock anger. Although I know she didn't like me doing that, I didn't care; it made me feel like a little kid again for a few seconds, plus it was good training...

The rest of the girls came in from their she-shed and rooms, and we all had a great Mexican feast. We all had lots of fun and things to talk about with our days. I was very happy things were just status quo with us all. 

We finished dinner, and the three of us suited up in our fake electrical company gear, loaded the car, and headed to the Grainger's place. Our first paying job, and a high-profile client at that. I continued to brainstorm how we were going to deal with the logistics of everything and solve Murphy's problem while keeping it all hidden from the public and her husband. I let the radio calm my nerves, and I closed my eyes to brainstorm more ideas....sooner than I thought, we ended up on the Grainger's curb. Here we go. I thought there was no screwing up now...