choice he had made about not taking the tools. Leon even helped me unload them into the house, and I put them in my room. I didn’t trust that they wouldn’t get stolen in the shed, and it wasn’t like I was using that room, anyway. Addy and I had moved past the show of going to separate rooms long ago. Every night after dinner, she would lead me back to her room, where we would strip down and snuggle.
I made dinner tonight and waited for her to come home. She came in looking exhausted, so I made her a plate and took to rubbing her feet, like my father had taught me. She groaned and sighed in relief.
“How was your day?” I asked.
“Good, I made out great tip-wise,” she said, dropping the wad from her apron on the table.
“That’s good. Today was my last day. Leon wasn’t able to give me a paycheck, but he gave me a truckload of tools, which are worth more than what he owed me. I put them in the second bedroom, so they wouldn’t get stolen.”
“That’s fine.”
“He gave me his personal number, so I can use him on my resume, but I was thinking I wanted to look into starting my own business. I have most of the tools I’d need to do that handyman thing like your father suggested.”
She let out a sigh and rubbed her face. “I don’t want to go back to Woodville, Matthew.”
We had gone back for Thanksgiving, and things hadn’t gone well. We had been in the grocery store, grabbing some last minute things, when some girl approached me. She was far from pretty, and the way she touched my arm made my skin crawl. I saw Addy tear up further down the aisle and decided to not play so nice, pushing the girl away and telling her I had to get back to my girlfriend.
I quickly pulled Addy into my arms, kissing her soundly. Then the witch screeched, “The mouse? Whatever! You don’t know what you’re missing.”
Truth was I was glad I was missing it. I later found out that witch was the infamous Jennifer, and I was glad I had offended her and wished I could run into her again, so I could give her a piece of my mind.
I didn’t push the issue of going back to Woodville after that. We stayed at Daniel’s, and I slept on the couch. We would have to get married before we ever moved back to Woodville, so Daniel wouldn’t kill me on the spot, when he found out I had been sleeping in the same room as his baby girl.
Our physical relationship was still moving slowly. I was not saying that is wasn’t moving. It was just really slowly. We were up to third base touching now. So yeah, thankfully, we were getting off. Even if it wasn’t sex, it was close enough for me. It wasn’t like I had a lot of experience with it, anyway, so I was cool with moving slow, now that I was getting some release, and like Addy pointed out, she didn’t have to worry about getting pregnant this way. Neither of us was in a position to handle taking care of a baby. We just weren’t financially stable enough. That and we weren’t married. Daniel would kill me dead without remorse if I impregnated his baby girl out of wedlock.
“I’m going to work on the yard a little and get the house looking nice. I don’t know of much else that needs to be done to the place.”
“No, you’ve fixed everything and kept up with it really well. Maybe you could just do a little touchup painting on the siding?” she suggested.
“Sure, babe,” I said, kissing her softly and led her back to our room. She giggled, when she saw my boxers. She had seen them all several times, but they always brought a smile to her face. Tonight I was wearing tiger boxers that said “Pouncing Pussy” on the waistband, but after losing my job, I didn’t feel much like pouncing pussy. I just held her that night, not really feeling worthy of a hand job. I got her off, though, because she always slept better when I did. Her eyes sparkled when she released, and her cheeks pinked, making her the most beautiful woman in the world. I didn’t know how I had ended
I made dinner tonight and waited for her to come home. She came in looking exhausted, so I made her a plate and took to rubbing her feet, like my father had taught me. She groaned and sighed in relief.
“How was your day?” I asked.
“Good, I made out great tip-wise,” she said, dropping the wad from her apron on the table.
“That’s good. Today was my last day. Leon wasn’t able to give me a paycheck, but he gave me a truckload of tools, which are worth more than what he owed me. I put them in the second bedroom, so they wouldn’t get stolen.”
“That’s fine.”
“He gave me his personal number, so I can use him on my resume, but I was thinking I wanted to look into starting my own business. I have most of the tools I’d need to do that handyman thing like your father suggested.”
She let out a sigh and rubbed her face. “I don’t want to go back to Woodville, Matthew.”
We had gone back for Thanksgiving, and things hadn’t gone well. We had been in the grocery store, grabbing some last minute things, when some girl approached me. She was far from pretty, and the way she touched my arm made my skin crawl. I saw Addy tear up further down the aisle and decided to not play so nice, pushing the girl away and telling her I had to get back to my girlfriend.
I quickly pulled Addy into my arms, kissing her soundly. Then the witch screeched, “The mouse? Whatever! You don’t know what you’re missing.”
Truth was I was glad I was missing it. I later found out that witch was the infamous Jennifer, and I was glad I had offended her and wished I could run into her again, so I could give her a piece of my mind.
I didn’t push the issue of going back to Woodville after that. We stayed at Daniel’s, and I slept on the couch. We would have to get married before we ever moved back to Woodville, so Daniel wouldn’t kill me on the spot, when he found out I had been sleeping in the same room as his baby girl.
Our physical relationship was still moving slowly. I was not saying that is wasn’t moving. It was just really slowly. We were up to third base touching now. So yeah, thankfully, we were getting off. Even if it wasn’t sex, it was close enough for me. It wasn’t like I had a lot of experience with it, anyway, so I was cool with moving slow, now that I was getting some release, and like Addy pointed out, she didn’t have to worry about getting pregnant this way. Neither of us was in a position to handle taking care of a baby. We just weren’t financially stable enough. That and we weren’t married. Daniel would kill me dead without remorse if I impregnated his baby girl out of wedlock.
“I’m going to work on the yard a little and get the house looking nice. I don’t know of much else that needs to be done to the place.”
“No, you’ve fixed everything and kept up with it really well. Maybe you could just do a little touchup painting on the siding?” she suggested.
“Sure, babe,” I said, kissing her softly and led her back to our room. She giggled, when she saw my boxers. She had seen them all several times, but they always brought a smile to her face. Tonight I was wearing tiger boxers that said “Pouncing Pussy” on the waistband, but after losing my job, I didn’t feel much like pouncing pussy. I just held her that night, not really feeling worthy of a hand job. I got her off, though, because she always slept better when I did. Her eyes sparkled when she released, and her cheeks pinked, making her the most beautiful woman in the world. I didn’t know how I had ended
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