Working for a Living

"That's very sweet of you Chris, but we just met. I'm not sure what I'll do but you don't have to do that for me."

"Don't be silly. You don't need to spend $60 on a room when I've offering one to you. I really don't mind at all."

She smiled and we headed for the door and into the driving snow. The drive took a little longer than usual because of the weather, but Jaime chattered the whole way. I'm not sure if she was nervous, the effects of the beer, or just her personality but I found it engaging. I pulled into the garage and we made a run for the door. I offered her a beer and showed her around the place. Flipping on a switch, "You can sleep here. There's a bathroom through there so we won't cross paths in the night." I sized her up. "I think I've got some things I can give you to sleep in tonight."

We headed back upstairs and I lit the fireplace to take the chill off the room. Grabbing another couple beers, I steered her to the couch. She pulled off her work boots and crossed her legs on the couch. I sat on the floor near the fireplace, opposite her. Thirty minutes of talking, she stood up with her empty bottle and made a motion asking me if I wanted another. I watched her ass move as she walked away from me. As she returned, her nipples were very visible through the long-sleeved t-shirt she wore. "You have room for two near that fireplace?" I patted the rug beside me as I reached for the cold beer she offered.

As she sat beside me, her hand rested on my thigh and she made no effort to move it. I thought she had been flirting, but had dismissed it as male ego. This left no doubt in my mind so I turned and kissed her. Her lips were very receptive and my tongue slid between them. As our kiss grew in intensity, her right hand began to slide up my thigh.

I thought of slowing her down until I slid my right hand over her breast and all thoughts disappeared. My hand cupped her round breast as my thumb stroked her hard nipple. Her tongue explored my mouth as mine did hers. Jaime reached down and pulled her t-shirt from her jeans and my hand quickly slid against her skin. Finding her breast again, I rubbed my thumb harder over her nipple feeling it rise with my touch.