The Lucky Paperboy

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What an invitationHarrison cycled the familiar streets, never varying in the last five years his route. He still enjoyed delivering the papers even at eighteen, the round had allowed him to save for college and he would genuinely miss the customers. especially the Roger’s house.Of all his stops, he enjoyed delivering to one particular house: the couple were not only good tippers but Mrs Rogers usually paid and she was incredibly hot. In her late twenties with long blonde hair, she had a great figure and no matter what she wore, she looked great.She was, indeed, a teenage boy’s fantasy, and although it was always just a short polite exchange, he loved the contact with her.Propping his bike against the wall, Harrison reached into his bag and pulled the paper out before killing the music blasting from his earphones. He wouldn’t allow anything to deflect his concentration in the next few minutes.About to step onto the porch, Harrison was startled by the sudden appearance of Mr Rogers. Quickly recovering composure, he said, “Hi, Mr Rogers…paper money.”“Ah, young Mr Harrison. Thursday already is it?”The boy smiled at him but he was really wishing his wife would come to the door. “If you’re going out, I can always ring the bell for Mrs Rogers.”Instantly, he worried that he might have offended the man but Mr Rogers simply smiled and asked, “Would you rather Kim paid you?”“No, it’s not… I mean, I was only—”“It’s okay, Harrison.” Mr Rogers smiled knowingly. “Yes, I know Kimberly is very attractive but I’m going to tell you something.” He looked over his shoulder at the door and back Acıbadem Escort Bayan at the young man. “We’ve separated. I’m leaving her for her sister, Jess.”Mr Rogers pointed to the red sports car across the road. “That’s her sister’s car.”At that moment, Jess came out, carrying a bag. Harrison assumed it was Mrs Rogers’ sister as she looked like her, a little slimmer and, if possible, prettier. She definitely had a bigger bust and dressed with more style. As she stepped past Matt and Harrison, Jess slapped her bum and the boy giggled.“She’s a little hottie, isn’t she Harrison?”“Matt,” admonished Jess and stared at him. “Right…well, I see I’m not going to get much help from you today. Maybe I should take you on holiday with me, young man, but I guess your mum would come looking for such a sweet young thing.”“I’m going to college in a few weeks,” said Harrison lamely as Jess resumed walking toward her car.“I’m starting the engine, honey. Please don’t be long, the airplane won’t wait, not even for a handsome man like you.”“College, eh? you have grown to a responsible young man”“Yes, Mr Rogers, three more weeks and I give this paper run to my little brother and I start my studies.”“Good for you.”The boy handed the paper to Matt and waited. “Ah, the money. Well, as I said, Kim is single now so how would you feel about her owing you something? She can be very accommodating.” Harrison frowned. “I’m not sure what you mean.”“Oh, I think you do know what I’m talking about.” The boy blushed.“Matt,” Jess called, leaning out of the car window. Escort Kaynarca “Hurry up. If you’re not here soon, I’ll need to use the gear stick.” She laughed and ducked back inside the car.“I’ve got to go, son,” Matt said and tucked the paper under his arm. “Go in and tell her she owes the money. Look, I promise you, you’ll know what to do.”Matt jogged down the path to the car but waved for Harrison to go inside the house before he got in the car. They drove off as Harrison walked to the door and pushed it open.“Hello,” he said through the open doorway but didn’t receive an answer. “Hello,” he repeated and thought he heard movement. He stepped into the hall and peered into the living room. Empty. “Hello, Mrs Rogers, are you here?” “I’m up here… can you give me a hand?”Harrison climbed the stairs and entered the first bedroom. Wearing a light blue housecoat, Mrs Rogers was leaning over and pushing down on a bulging suitcase. He watched as her chest bounced as she tried to close the lid.“Mrs Rogers.”“No, not any more,” she gasped with her exertions. “I’m just Kimberly now.”“I need the paper money, Mrs Rogers.”“I told you, it’s Kimberly.”“Okay, sorry. Err, paper money, Kimberly.”She stopped pushing on the suitcase. “Didn’t Matt leave money for you?”“No.” He shook his head, then added, “He said I was to see you for the money, said you can be very accommodating.”“Hmm, did he? Well, yes I can,” she said, turning and smiling at the boy. He felt out of his depth in this hot woman’s bedroom. “So, Harrison isn’t it? You can call me Kim.”The Aydınlı Escort boy nodded, unable to move and unsure what to do.“How about you give me a hand with this?”“Oh, sure.”Kim slowly sat on the case, her legs spread on either side of the fasteners but holding the edge of the housecoat to cover her modesty. Her bare legs were smooth and toned.“Come on, help me fasten it.”Harrison moved closer and nervously reached down. With her weight on the case, he was able to effortlessly clip it shut. His gaze returned to her bare legs again before she lifted his hands off the clips.“Good boy.” She smiled again. “Can you manage to carry it downstairs for me?”He nodded, feeling his mouth too dry to speak, and struggled with the case down the stairs to the hall. He left it beside the front door.Standing straight and taking a deep breath, he said, “There, all ready for you. Are you going on holiday with your sister?”“Oh no.” Kim shook her head, standing at the bottom of the stairs. “I’m moving back to my parents’ house. My sister and Matt are selling this place and buying somewhere new.”“Oh, I see.”Kim’s housecoat had slipped open and only the loosely tied belt stopped it from being fully agape. “Thanks for your help,” she said. “No problem,” he managed and gulped. “So, my paper money?”“Oh, right.” She walked around him, brushing a hand along his chest and a white t-shirt. “Such a strong boy. Tell me, Harrison have you ever been with a girl?”He was taken aback. Significantly smaller than his younger brother, he’d never been told he was strong and he’d never been good at sports. In fact, he’d always been shy and timid.“No,” he croaked and coughed, trying to clear his throat. “No girlfriend?”He swallowed hard. “No” “Would you like one?” Kim was now back in front of him and very close. She whispered into his ear, “Would you like me to show you how to get a woman and make her happy?”

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