The service of life-long rents is known to many ... lonely pensioners - will leave the apartment to unauthorized persons in exchange for help or improvement of the benefits of housing ...
This case was not standard on all sides ... in 1x - the pensioner was not lonely, she had a daughter ... also elderly, already around 63-65, the owner herself was 81. And in 2x the Daughter was disabled - problems with joints and knees, so she walked with difficulty. But living together only at the time of the rent action, after - moved out to her. 3x - they were considered “Problem” - because more than 5 people did not pass the probationary period, because they were not satisfied with their help ...
The daughter had an apartment, which they successfully rented out in the long term, two pensions ... therefore, they did not have any particular urgent need for money, but in terms of life and household help, such as a store, they had an acute problem ..
It was in this way that I was instructed ... Going off, talking to them - quite pleasant in communication, adequate women. I also arranged them, tried to be fun, joke and generally feel at ease (as it turned out later, I arranged them from all sides), a couple of formalities - and the contract was signed, and the company to which both parties addressed - received their pay + in The future percentage of the cost of the apartment after the closing of the transaction ... The internship time is agreed upon a month - for the time when the contract can be terminated without any consequences, if someone is not satisfied with something.
It was one of the first days - when I had to go to them, discuss all the issues ... It was planned that I would drop in three times a week + maybe on a call if necessary, because I live in a couple of stops.
Old Tatyana, and Daughter - Anna, quite lovely, in the apartment, despite the fact that both did not move well - there was comfort and order, a decent size double room, each with a room ... for me in the future it was a paradise.
Nothing complicated - he helped sweep up the floor in the hallway (where he got the most himself), went to the store by buying the necessary list of products - they allocated money for it, a little cooking - and a day later ... Monday-Wednesday-Friday ... small groundhog day. Cooking ... help cleaning ...
Anna was plump, in contrast to her mother, rather dry and rather tiny. Both Monday and Wednesday I stayed for a couple of hours - Anna walked around the house or with a wand or leaning on me, was cheerful, smiling.
Almost immediately, we completely trusted each other, already as * our * communicating. I noticed that Anna prefers that I would help her to reach the kitchen and in general she prefers to lean on me, but I felt the warmth of a woman, despite the difference in age.
Tatiana almost always lay in the room, watched TV shows,
It happened already on the 5th day, on Friday - I called, clarified the shopping list and bought the products and brought a check (yes, yes, I had to).
Everything was stable, standard ... And then Anna asked in an everyday tone to rinse and take a bath.
- “Sash, wash and put a bath?” need to rinse "
Of course! ... is that a problem? After 10 minutes - everything was shaky and I covered the sink and put on a bath.
- "So ... help me ... you know yourself" - she seemed to me, slightly shaking guiltily with shoulders - "my knees hurt"
Taking the waist, she leaned on me and we went into the bath. Opening the door, I helped to enter, and it was already going to go out as I heard ..
- “You only need to lay a rug, or we’ll fill the floor” - in the meantime, she got up, leaning on a washing machine, while I picked up a rubber rug in the hallway.
- “Sash, you wear slates or slippers — or you will wet your feet” - it was a little unexpected for me ... I was planning to go out, let her wash, and therefore stopped in a stupor.
"You can take in the room" - she regarded my immobility in her own way.
- “Yes, Anh ... of course” - come what may, I decided, in the end ... but what will happen? - I went for slippers and not confidently returned.
- “The door is closed, and then it blows” - she said a little capriciously, still leaning her hands on the washing machine.
After closing the doors, I saw that the bath had reached a quarter in that time, and did not know what to do next, so I just stood.
- “Help me to take off” - it was not clear what kind of help, because she just had her back to me in home pants, and the lightweight carpet was like a big T-shirt ...
- “Yes ... let's ... so ... cautiously at first one hand, because the other” - I didn’t think how I would, therefore, to take off the top of clothes - I had to help to turn around to myself, and now she was standing in pants, bra and before me.
“At first I’ll get the phone out of my pocket, and hang my pants up on the handle, so I won’t get wet” - this time she correctly interpreted my indecision, but made it clear that they are also on me.
At this moment, I had already decided - what ... come what may, and they hardly understand me correctly, so putting the phone out of her pocket I pulled from the bottom - but the lower, so I myself had to sit down - my eyes opened to white panties tight tight pubis, and glancing up, I saw her eyes examining me.
“To their door handle,” Anna reminded, and I silently lowered my ankles with my hand to make it clear that I would lift one leg and then the second
After a moment, the pants hung on the handle.
- “Can you cope with the fastener?” - Anya hit the bra - it was not quite normal, there was also a front fastener fastening the slash - a moment later - and her full breast slightly sagged in front of me in all its glory.
"So ..." - I did not know what action to take.
- “Panties there too - to the pants” - it was initially understandable, because it was very difficult to bend over, and I blushing, hooked my fingers over the linen edge - pulling to the bottom - pubis with hairs, labia rather large 10-15 centimeters from my eyes were riveted on my eyes while I also helped lift one leg first, then the other one ...
Once again, looking up, I saw again that she was looking at me ...
Shame? a little ... but excitement, and an incomprehensible lust at times more, I tried to swallow my throat, but I was sure that she noticed it.
- “That blue washcloth and soap of your choice in the locker” - without words it was clear that I had to help her wash - she got up, turned her back to me, leaning her hands on the wall.
Once, another - a washcloth resembling rather a soft sponge was all soapy, and I proceeded - shoulders, back, loins ... with a slight hesitation I rubbed the soap on my buttocks and legs from the back of my thigh - followed by a washcloth.
“Sasha needs better legs, are you in a hurry somewhere?” - with these words she got up a little wider with her legs, which would be more convenient for me - and my eyes again caught on the sex lips visible between the hips.
- “No, just for the first time helping to wash ...”
“Well, you’ll get used to it,” she laughed. “You are good at it, just more confident.”
More confident? No question - I soaped the legs not only from the back but also from the inside of the hips, the movements were almost mechanical - I clearly felt a slightly hanging lip touching the washcloth and my fingers and immediately pulled my hand to the bottom.
Anna did not say anything, as if without noticing, or the truth without noticing.
Finished with the back - she turned, leaning on my shoulders with her hands - and I with a stone face already had wet soap on her hands, chest, stomach and legs.
Following went bast.
“Is everything okay?” I noticed that she closed her eyes.
- “Yes, everything is fine” - she opened her eyes and slightly ruffled my hair - “Just relax, you are good at doing so far”
- “I try,” I smiled, and the question remained in my head - what for?
The bast passed over the chest, sides and thighs, I did not dare to soap her vagina, and barely ...
touched pubis when washing the lower abdomen.
Having finished the procedure, I was not ashamed of it anymore - and helped to rinse, get out of the bath.
“Waugh green towel over there,” she gestured.
The towel was big ... just on the whole body, which I proceeded to - shoulders, arms, chest - I passed almost by the moment, my stomach ...
In order to get lower, I had to kneel down ... Lust struggled inside me and the fear of not understanding.
I was kneeling in front of a full old woman - her labia were almost close to my face while I wiped her legs, calves and feet.
As soon as she stood up - she continued to lean on me with one hand - the other took a corner of the towel and wiped her legs from the inside of the vagina.
- “Not enough bit”
- "Well ... I'm just learning"
“It's good,” she smiled, and turned her back on me.
In my opinion, the slope was too strong ... but I obediently wiped my back, lower back, buttocks and legs, wiping it separately between my legs - almost at the vagina.
He helped to throw a bathrobe and walk to the room - where she lay down, not particularly embarrassed that the floors of the bathrobe were wide open and I could see the view of her pussy.
- “Thank you, Sashul” - she went to bed and turned on the TV
We chatted for about 10 minutes more, and I asked mainly about Monday - what to take in advance, etc.
Agreed that I will come in the morning ..
At home, I almost wiped my dick myself, constantly remembering everything in detail and nadrachivaya ... Considering my craving for ladies over 50, I was very lucky to have such clients and I waited very much Monday.
On Monday, I almost ran, having bought everything, and came half an hour earlier than planned. A typical start of the groundhog day is food ... help in cooking, sweep the floor.
- “Sash, will you rinse the bath?” - I thought at first that I had heard it wrong, but ... it surprised and delighted me.
- "And ... yes, of course, Anh" - this time I rinsed everything for 2 minutes, set it to fill up, and went into the room.
A minute later, he helped her to walk, and perhaps too hastily helped to pull off her T-shirt, immediately unbuttoning her bra.
Pulling the pants - they habitually fell, exposing no longer white, but beige panties, through which sex lips and pubis stood out well.
I put my fingers under the edges and pulled it to the side and halfway down ...
The pubis was shaved, smooth - even a couple of scratches and cuts were visible.
- "Yes, the old fool, decided to remove the hair ..." - as if making excuses, Anya noticed that I froze with my panties half-deflated - "And then they remain on the soap ... it's not beautiful"
- “Yes, not a fool, this is normal” - it was obvious that she had shaved thoroughly, and now she clearly enjoys my view.
- "No, no ... fool ... cut myself" - she sighed, but it seemed to me too hypocritically - "Can you scratch the green paint with a scratch?"
“Of course ...” - I already perfectly understood that she gets pleasure from the way I react to her, but I did not know how far she would go.
- “Here in the locker is a little green and cotton buds” - I obediently pulled out this and that, and leaned my wand - from which she turned green, knelt in front of her, and touched the scratch-wound.
- "Ay ... burns" - she cried crying, as soon as I left a small green dot on the wound.
- “pfff” - I blew, literally on the machine and heard how Anya immediately fell silent.
- “Ayyyy” is the second point on the wound, and again Ikane ... and having gained full air, I blew right on the pussy of this old woman, who clearly enjoyed the game.
- "It seems everything" - I examined the pubis carefully and did not find more scratches.
- “There is still a wound on the lips”
- "Yes, no, there seems to be ..." - I looked at the pussy of a woman, and even the truth, I hardly noticed the wound ... I wanted another.
- "There is ... I feel ..." - a little playfully capriciousness - and I did not find a way out spent the wand leaving a green dot.
The traditional cry, and I blow - right on the genital lips, so that literally 3-4 centimeters from my face ... if I had put out my tongue - I would have touched them.
- “Oh ... there’s still a scratch” - it certainly wasn’t, and I took the wand from the other side and just poked it with a cotton swab ...
As I thought - a scream that burns, and calmed down when I started to blow.
It was clearly noticeable how she wanted me to blow more ... or something more, and she climbed into the bath with a slightly dissatisfied face - I almost did not help, after making sure again that she could well without me ...
My back ... I literally flew over her, dropping to my buttocks and legs ... and already with a confident hand I ran along the inside of my legs with my hand with a squeezed soap - on my thighs and between my legs, feeling the fingers of a pussy and then a washcloth ...
Anya silently turned around, and it was clearly noticeable that her legs were wider than necessary ... I didn’t have to persuade me, and I soaped everything, even between my legs and also walked with a washcloth, then I helped rinse and it was time to finish the procedure.
She didn’t know how to hide emotions and there was a clear contrast after discontent ... Anya smiled and became clearly in good spirits, and I took a towel in which she nodded her head and standing to me, leaned on the washer as usual - allowed to wipe herself shoulders, chest tummy and I already habitually knelt down on my knees, feeling how her hands lay on my shoulders.
First the hips, and the outer surface of the legs, up to the knees. and intercepting the towel - I led along the inside of the thigh and carefully pressed the towel between my legs, so that all the moisture was absorbed, and led again to the bottom.
No matter how fat she was - and no matter how I was in a hurry, but ... legs, feet ... in the end I wiped them, and it was time to get up, help them to dress.
- “Oh ... here the green has already worn off ... to grease?” - the children's excuse is of course, but she also clung to him.
- "Of course! I would have healed faster, made such nonsense ... "- too much, but she immediately jumped at the possibility of this game, -" Just poduish well? but it hurts a lot ... "
- “Of course I will give!” - ask her to kiss me, I would not mind too.
- "Pff ..." - little green for the view, leaving a small dot on the pubis and I almost blew on the sexual lips very closely.
Another movement - and I blew on the next point, almost touching her pussy with her lips.
- “Well, how ... all the same stupidity did” - she obviously enjoyed - “you have to ask for help, with such a delicate thing it seems ...”
- "Well ... I help you, why not?"
- "Not to you, but to you ..." - she frowned a little playfully - "I certainly matured you but not quite old"
Still some not old - I slipped the thought, looking like sexual lips begin to shine from the moisture.
She literally started to flow ...
And I kept blowing.
And she could not stand the first.
“Everything doesn't seem to burn,” she said and moved, giving a hint that it was time to dress.
Wearing a dressing gown, she did not fasten the arm into the room with me and lay down with her arms and legs outstretched.
- “Sashul ... We still have 2 weeks left, do you remember the probationary period?”
- “Well ... yes” - I didn’t understand a bit what she was driving at - “Oh, is something wrong?”
- “No, no ... you are a good boy, you are trying” - she sighed - “I just understand it myself ... my mother is elderly, I am also an aged woman, sick, barely walked”
“Well ... that's why I'm helping here,” I was a little on my guard, but I didn’t show it, I just sat and looked, sneaking a glance at her naked body not covered with a bathrobe.
- “Yes ... and try” - she apparently didn’t know how to say - “It’s just, it seems to me that it will be difficult for you”
- “I try, this is new to me, but there seems to be no special problems ... because I'm doing everything?”
““ Effort is good, but ... sometimes ... a little ... "- she pointedly highlighted these words and ran her hand over the bed, wringing a robe on her chest.
- “Let you ... think until Friday how much you are really ready for this work and we will discuss it” - she smiled sweetly - “It’s pretty hard to court, think, I really would like you to go through a probationary period”
- “Well ... I'll think it over” - I shrugged my shoulders, but, already ..
understood that it was not enough for her ... and he guessed what was needed.
- "Then, until Friday?"
- "Until Friday"
I waited for Friday, already firmly deciding to go over all the facets of what was permitted if they so need. Now it became clear - why so many applicants for such free conditions - did not suit them.
Friday came ... out of habit, I ran into the store, and ran to my wards.
Tatiana, as usual, was lying, watching TV ... and Anna, waiting for me, having chatted, having learned how things were going, she stretched out - dressed in a loose T-shirt, and shorts.
- “Sashul, how are you? is everything okay? ”- she stretched herself again and asked straight away -“ You will rinse the bath? otherwise I haven’t accepted for a long time ... not to help anyone, but I really want to ... "
Extra emphasis, and I dutifully performed all the manipulations.
He took it by the hand, helped him walk, and as soon as they came in, he closed the door with one hand, and began to lift up his T-shirt with the other - she obediently raised one hand first, slipping out of the sleeve, and then the other.
This time the bra was a classic one, and I fiddled a bit while I brought the edges together - and unzipped the lock - my chest began to throb pleasantly under my weight.
Further more - getting up on my knees, I pulled off the shorts, and under them ... the panties were no longer there, but it became noticeable how hairs grow.
“I didn’t try ... I thought, what if you can do it without scratches?” I heard her voice from above.
“Yes ... of course ... is there a razor?” Is a stupid question, but a little confused.
“Of course, how else would I shave?” She laughed and nodded at the locker.
There was razor and soap and washcloth near the razor.
The back ... legs, butt ... - everything is washed like on a machine, before - the same manipulations.
Shaking the can out, I squeezed the foam onto my hand, and rubbed my pubic hair, feeling how it rests on me.
Once ... Two ... Three ... long movements in height, and against, a couple more times just in case - and the pubis was again smooth.
“Wow ... not bad,” she smiled, looking as I quickly ended this action.
- "I tried the same ..." - a stupid attempt to bragging, because without having managed to wash it off before the end, I saw that everything could not be avoided. And that was good for me.
- "Damn ... yet, little effort ..."
- “cut? okay ... green in the hands ... You know yourself "
All the washing took about 5-10 minutes, and shaving the same way.
The same towel ... hands, chest, belly ...
Already, as usual, I got on my knees, and wiping the inside of the thigh from the water, pressed more than necessary - Anna obediently spread her legs, from which the sex lips parted.
Shiny ... not known from water or moisture - and I soaked a towel wiping it dry.
- "So ..." - I intently left a couple of points of brilliant green on the wounds.
- “Pinching ...” - Anya reminded herself.
- “I will now apply ... and then immediately I will give it everywhere ...” - with these words a couple more points, and then a light but long whiff.
- “Uh ... good” - her voice trembled a little - “Is everything there, well shaved?”
It was an obvious hint that somehow would give me a chance to continue.
- “Well ... look it is necessary”
- "Look, look ..." - Anya just slightly moved one leg, from which the vagina had already opened, and it was obvious that it was not wet from water.
- “The main thing is that everything would be smooth,” she continued. “I don’t like it when the laundry clings and discomfort arises.”
I ran my finger across the pubis, at first lightly, and then pressing on noticeably.
- “Smooth?” - Ani
- "Yes..."
- "Eh ... well, well done ... it's time to dress then" - her voice was upset and I decided
- "And ... wait, there is no like"
- “Well ... then it is necessary to fix it” - immediately I heard the fun in my head
I ran pubis with my fingers, sexual lips, from the bottom up, from which they parted completely, and Anya started.
- “And here it seems ... scratched ..." - I did not hesitate to touch my lips to the pubis, and left a kiss, feeling like Anya's hand lay on my head.
- "Oh ... and you look, thought it over well ..."
I ran her tongue between her legs, playing with the lips of the sexes, and from the bottom up, parted them with the tip of the tongue, feeling the salty taste of the lubricant.
- “And I made the right decision ... you have definitely completed the internship”
The next 15 minutes, like a dog, I was on my knees, licking a slit between her legs, I had to move the lips of the sex lips with my fingers, which would make Anya more pleasant.
Licking her pussy, I almost finished it myself - my cock was ready to explode, from every breath of Ani.
And the deeper I tried to thrust my tongue, or I pressed it more tightly when I licked the clitoris - the louder she sighed.
I do not know how many more minutes have passed - but she abruptly jerked her hand, and then pushed me away - her knees trembled, and I had to jump in to help keep me standing.
- "Good girl ..." - she smacked me on the cheek - "Help me get to the bed"
I brought her as she was - naked and stumbled upon Tatyana.
- “Mom ... he completed the internship” - I heard the pleased voice of Ani.
I myself was in a stupor ... I did not know how Tatyana would react at all to such a thing, but as it turned out not in vain.
- “It went with you” - and unfolding it somehow offendedly stumbled into the room