Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Her Special PayBack: #4

"What do you like to eat?" she asked. "Everything."

Thirty minutes later we were ready to go shopping. We drove to the plaza and walked into the first clothing store. At first Holly was embarrassed as she bought panties, bras and other clothes, but then she wanted me to tell her what dress she should buy and what was my favorite color on her. It was kind of fun to watch Holly forget her problems for a while and enjoy herself. From the clothes she picked out I could see she had good taste.

When it came time to buy her swimming suit she timidly asked me what kind she should buy.

I said, "Holly, you have a nice body; don't hide it."

She beamed at the compliment. A not-too-conservative black bikini went into the shopping bag.

Four hours later we were done. She asked me how much she had spent. I ignored the question and lied, "I'm keeping track of every penny, so don't worry about it now."

We then went to the food stores. It was obvious she knew what she wanted. I was going to eat very well the first week.

By the time we returned home and put all the food away it was late afternoon. I told her we were going to a casual, but nice local Italian restaurant.

I was dressed in slacks and a shirt waiting for her to come out of her bedroom. She walked out and stood in front of me nervously. The light summer dress she was wearing highlighted her figure as the front displayed her shoulders and the beginning of the slope of her breasts. Her hair was arranged differently and was glossy from combing. Her light makeup accentuated her high cheek bones. I could smell the fragrance of her perfume. She was beautiful.

I teased, "I know you're beautiful, but where's Holly? She's my dinner companion for tonight."

She giggled and blushed with the compliment.

The dinner was fun. I asked her about her old job. It set her off talking and it was obvious to me that she had loved her job. The business emphasis she had taken in junior college along with three year's work experience convinced me we would have no trouble finding her a job.

ate a normal size meal. "I'm not

to her. She yawned

and you're history.

I noticed she was starting to become nervous.

then stood up and said, "Phil, you have been

dress. I quickly stood

cook until you get back on your feet, but that's all. I don't want your thanks this way. Let's stay friends for a week and then see where

body, but if we do have sex, I want it to be because we're attracted to each other and

tears and she stood on her toes and kissed me gently on the cheek. She walked into

why I had become so noble-I really

heard me she yelled, "Fifteen minutes and the pancakes and

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off her light swim robe I saw her new swimming suit. Her broad shoulders and bare chest highlighted her breasts, which were barely concealed by her black top. Her stomach was flat. Her suit bottom showed a lot of her ass, which was very tight and her long slim legs were sexy. Her skin was pasty white from lack of sun. She looked at me for

"I'm speechless," I stammered.

again and sat

for thirty minutes or so. It was getting warm so we played in the water for a while. That is, Holly swam some laps while I sat on the steps

As I continued down her back I could see and touched the edge of her breasts. When I got to her ass she opened her legs so that I could

Phil," she innocently said, "That really felt

apartment. Holly needed time to prepare her first meal. She served Beef Wellington and it

researching the companies I was going to call on the next day trying to decide the best way to present my product. A few hours later Holly said she was tired and went to bed. When she went to bed I stared at the closed bedroom door. It had been a lazy, nothing weekend, and yet, it had been one of

Monday morning and drank coffee as I read the paper. Thirty minutes later Holly came into the

make you breakfast?" she

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