Since Robert turned onto the arrow-straight Road, there had not been a single driveway or crossroad. He had to recall all the directions Ms. Chino had given him. He’d definitely missed the way if not given direction. Almost everyone will.
Before Robert saw the house, he turned onto the brick driveway and walked two hundred yards through the bricks.
It was a big house with a big porch that covered the whole thing. Robert thought it was an old plantation house because he lived in a subdivision and wasn’t aware of it.
He came to a stop when his passenger door was at the brick walkway that led to the porch from the front lawn.
There were two gates on the left side of the house in front of him. The driveway continued past them to what appeared to be an old barn that had been converted into a four-car garage.
He could see endless fields of some plant from his side of the vehicle, which led through a narrow strip. He thought it was the cotton that Ms. Chino had mentioned, though he wasn’t a farmer in the dingle.
His memories of old movies and lessons from school fueled his imagination, and he imagined cotton fields. Then his pornography cerebrum got Harriet Dixon from the rivulet.
The estate proprietor would do terrible things despite his better half’s good faith, while his little girls had a muscle-bound individual of color ramrodding their twats.
His ideal world didn’t fit the expensive luxury car. Miss Rose said that Ms. Chino was an interesting woman, even though she probably wasn’t a farmer. He thought she must be insane to live in the center of farmland, if she wasn’t a rancher. Is she the only one who lived there?
Several crows took to the air as his car door slammed shut. He followed the block way and stopped where it bent towards the steps.
It was impossible to determine whether anyone inside was watching him because of the sun. He continued to the bottom of the brick steps while making a circle around himself and acting as though he were estimating the size of the job.
The swinging doors with their oval smoked windows gave the house dim eyes that gazed back at him. It was to be expected that meeting a new person for work would cause some anxiety.
Robert’s feelings were beyond fear. The looks like one of those houses haunted.
When a woman appeared and one of the house’s eyes pulled in, Robert jumped. She asked him to wait by holding up her index finger as she walked to the edge of the porch with her phone in her ear.
As if she were about to dive into the pool, her toes curled over the ends of the planks. Every one of his motor functions seized, aside from the one to move his eyes all over.
He halted them and focused them on Chino.
“Beautiful” was an understatement.
Ms. Chino Yamaguchi was wearing a one-piece shorts outfit made from gold spacesuit material. Assuming her decision in garments were the main thing, he might have gone with bizarre, however there was a lot more.
He tried to casually glance around, but his eyes remained fixed on her.
Although there were no obvious muscles shaping her legs, they were still attractive. Her thighs contacted together from her knees up to the hole, where the spacesuit stuck to her groin like glossy gold skin.
She didn’t have a camel toe, it was a bumpy lump of pussy. She must be aware that he was gazing at it.
“Sit,” She said, pointing and bent her knees. Robert did as he was instructed and sat on one of the porch chairs.
Before passing her on the right, he paused in front of her and took the first two steps simultaneously. He noticed the outline of a loop that looked like a bellybutton ring as the tight material was stretched over her flat stomach.
Additionally, he mentally recorded her diamond ball sized tits and their bullet-tipped nipples.
The right one was either pierced with a rod or deformed. Although Ms. Chino wasn’t albinistic, she hadn’t been outside in a while.
Her pale tone was articulated by her ebony hair and matching eyebrows.
The thick temples, dull eyeliner, dark mascara and radiant red lips helped him to remember a goth chick at school.
He took in the view of her rear end when she turned her back on him. Even though the shorts weren’t too short, the gold fabric got stuck in her ass.
Although it wasn’t big, it was too big for her waist. She wasn’t pretty, but she was so fuckin’ hot..
He got up when she said her goodbye and said, “Hi, Ms. Chino, I’m Robert.” He waited for her to turn to face him.
She then extended her hand and said, “Yes, you are, just as Rose described you… Welcome aboard.”
“You as well.” Her hand was little, however her hold was firm. Shaking hands with her seemed strange, and it went on for too long.
He considered staying calm and making eye contact, but he nevertheless dropped his gaze. The nipple ring, midsection button ring and the lump in her crotch were clear.
She finally released his hand after saying, “Just call me, Chino.” She braced herself and lean forward as he followed her to the railing.
“Take a look at this mess.” She said.
He turned his attention away from the gold space suit that was tucked in between her cheeks and toward the yard. “It isn’t all that bad.”
She put one foot until it got to her buttocks. “Before the lawn can be cut, it needs to be cleaned of all the branches and leaves that the storms blew down. The back suffers more. Since the fall, absolutely nothing has been done.”
“I can handle everything for you,” he said.
Her eyebrows’ raised. “Do you believe you can manage it?”
He replied, “Yes, definitely.”
“Let’s go around the place, so you can look at everything.”
He told himself not to stare, and then he watched her as she went down the steps. “Okay.”
Robert found out after 15 minutes that Ms. Chino was testing him, and he was ready to do anything just to get the job.
“I can do anything you need done.” He said.
“I’ve talked to a few other people, but I like you the best so far, and Rose thought a lot of good things about you,”
“Thank you, Miss Rose.” He murmured to himself.
Now the critical step. ” So, how much?”
“I’d give you 350 dollars for the first clean-up, then 120 dollars a week for the pool and lawn, rather than paying by the hour… We’d negotiate those odd jobs that I might ask you to do from time to time. You believe you can do all of that?”
Keep it cool and don’t get too excited. He stated, “I’m not a builder, but I’m pretty handy.”
She wowed him by taking his hands in hers.
“I’m sure you are.” She said.
“How about you look again around and ensure you have no more inquiries, then give me your choice. I’ll be there on the porch.” She added.
He went the other way and pretended to be assessing the job rather than watching her walk to the gate, even though he knew his response.
Even without the added benefits, it appeared too good to be true. She had a riding lawnmower, so he probably wouldn’t take her up on her offer to use her pool.
This meant that he could clean the pool and mow the lawn in two hours. That is sixty bucks 60 minutes, sweet.
Robert started to open the door after tapping on it. He stopped when he saw the largest dog he had ever seen.”
“Phew.”
“Sit, Scorpion,” Chino said with a grin. The dog sat under her and gazed toward her like he needed something. He seemed content as she rubbed his head.
“He’s sweet and friendly, I guarantee.” She said with a smile.
“That’s good because he’s huge, I guess” He said.
“He is indeed. So, have you decided?”
“Sure!,” He said, “I definitely will take the job.”
“Thanks, that’s good. When do you plan to begin?” She asked.
“Tomorrow, if that’s okay…quite early.” Robert assured her.
She walked forward until his shoulders were against her crotch after straddling the dog.
“That is fine by me,” she said, and held the dog’s ears while scratching the sides of his head.
“I’d love to come with a friend to assist me with finishing the main enormous cleanup rapidly. Don’t worry, I’m the one paying him.”
“Okay, that’s thoughtful of you.” She said, “You may require assistance. I can be a taskmaster.”
The appearance all over pursued her decision of words appear to be not exactly unintentional.
“See you tomorrow,” Robert said as he gave the hot tub a quick glance.
“I’m about to jump in there,” she declared.
As he suspected Ms. Chino was changing out of her clothes as he walked, he said his goodbyes once more as he didn’t believe it was an invitation to join her.
“Maybe I ought to think of something else I should ask? I could see her naked?”
He was shocked by Carmen’s text message. She needed a ride from Erica’s house to her house. He thought that was a good thing because it would give them a chance to talk.
He had a 35 minute drive to sort out what to share with her.
That shouldn’t be any more difficult than overcoming sexual thoughts.