STORY 48: TAKING A YOUNG DICK (I)

Chapter 1. Lisa's POV I wiped the sweat from my forehead as I finished folding the last load of laundry in the basement. The house was quiet today, my husband off on another business trip that would keep him gone for two weeks. I had the place to myself, except for Maria, our house cleaner, who came twice a week. Today she brought her son, Jake, along because her babysitter flaked. I heard ge was nineteen, tall and built from playing soccer, with short brown hair and these green eyes that always seemed to linger a bit too long when he looked at me. I caught him staring at my ass more than once while I moved around the kitchen earlier, and it sent a little thrill through me each time. God, what am I thinking? He's just a kid, but damn, he's grown into a man. I shook my head, trying to push the thoughts away, but my body betrayed me, a warm tingle starting between my legs as I remembered how his shirt clung to his muscles when he helped carry in the cleaning supplies. Maria had left him