"Wow! I am so proud of myself!" Denny with great enthusiasm, followed by a loud roar of gleeful tee-hee from the two of them. "I really have good eyes on everything!" He was so proud that he bought such goods at reasonable prices and he loved them, all of them!Trisha shook her head in disbelief as she washed everything they used for the meals as well as the ones Denny used to cook while the man of the house was like a kid unwrapping gifts on a Christmas day. "I can see myself in you around fifteen years ago," Trisha teased Denny. "What was that supposed to mean?" Denny's mouth gaped, and his eyes widened in incredulity. He did not want to believe this silly girl in front of him just made it sound like he was being compared to her toddler self. "Do I look like a five-year-old to you?" Denny asked flabbergasted."I don't know if you are aware but, I am just being..." Trisha paused and looked up at the ceiling as if she was thinking deeply. "Shall I tell a lie instead?" She squinted h
They have the whole house's privacy all to themselves, so it didn't matter when and where they ended up humping like horny rabbits. Their playfulness turned hot and sexually stimulating. A tiny spark of lust became a burning fire of concupiscent moments like a newlywed couple who could not take their hands off each other. One was offended and wanted to express his retaliation by proving his virility, while the other was submissively accepting his reprisals. Standing between her legs, Denny pulled her closer to him, and with a voice too thick of warning mixed with arousal, he whispered clearly and very closely to Trisha's ears. "Let me show you what those years had taught me when it comes to the facts of life," his breath released of soft air tickled Trisha, making her curl and shiver run down her spine to her core. Her tiny move of response to his titillating touches fuels Denny's confidence. Her aroused mien and hitching breathes proved that Denny was doing well to conquer her. De
Startled to see her tears, Denny leaned over to kiss them away before he claimed her lips. Then he asked."Why sad?" he whispered gently."I'm not..." Trisha replied, smiling softly."Why the tears, then?"Trisha covered her face with her palms and muffled her mouth as she answered. Her timid self surfacing as Denny pointed our her tears. She wasn't sad. Not at all, but she really wished with all her being to be filled and feel that glorious sensation Denny had introduced to her a lot of times already. If it is wrong to feel in such a way, Trisha was guilty, with her heart and soul. Right at the moment, all she wanted was to feel complete, to be one with this gorgeous, dashing man, even if she was aware she was just a service girl and he was his most valued client. "Because I want you inside me so badly, but you won't..." she sounded whining while feeling embarrassed at the same time.Denny chuckled at her response, he felt over the moon, but he did not grant her wishes right away. H
While the master and his slave, or the service girl and the client, were doing whatever they desired to do with each other, the creepy neighbor next to Denny's house has been checking when Denny would come out of his home and was planning on "accidentally bumping" into him. Caroline Winslet knew Denisse came over to Denny's place. She saw it from her window. She witnessed how long Denisse stood by the door and furiously pressed on the doorbell again and again. She also knew when she left huffing and puffing in anger. She had a guess. The visitation did not go well. And she had been waiting for any news from the sister, her friend, Denisse, but she got nothing. When it turned mid in the afternoon, Caroline gave up the thought that Denny would leave his house. She called Denisse instead. "Hey, Big Sis!" Caroline greeted sweetly. "Oh hi, sweetie," Denisse greeted nicely back. She likes this girl. She is from a well-known and noble family. She is so kind and respectful that she is than
"Ahmmm..." Caroline started.Denisse did not say anything in response as she waited for the girl to finish whatever she was going to say. She was also enjoying watching the girl turning almost pinkish red right in front of her. Denisse can make a wild guess of what Caroline was going to say. Yet, she did not want to speak ahead of her because she might also be wrong. That would be funny if her."I have something to confess to you," Caroline bit her lower lip's right side before she looked up from her cup with a meek face painted with a shy smile.Denisse was surprised to hear what she had just said. That wasn't what she was expecting to hear, not at all! Her eyes widened as she raised her brows in a questioning look."I..." Caroline stuttered. "Please don't get mad at me?" Caroline helplessly begged.Denisse laughed at her sad and also funny mien. She did not get to prepare her heart to witness any of these."Let's hear what you are going to tell me first, then I will see if I can tol
"Achoo!""Hey, how do you feel?" Denny asked warily. They were already clothed warmly and were cozying up in the theater room. They did not stay so long in their bath as Trisha reminded Denny they still had to sort the things they bought last night. Denny realized what Trisha meant when she said he had to decide which to throw away and which ones to keep before buying things. He had difficulty finding space for the new ones without disposing of the old stuff on the cupboards. The good thing is, he did not buy many things that he already had at home, or else he would have regretted it. They were done arranging things in the kitchen as well as the pantry, moving more of the items that she would often need to Trisha's reach. They also cleaned the kitchen floor with a vacuum cleaner and electric mop. "My cleaners come twice a week," Denny reminded Trisha so she would stop overdoing the cleaning."Can you ask them to stop while I'm here?" Trisha suggested."Why?" Denny asked with disbel
Denny was starting to feel conscious of his age, and he was thinking about asking Trisha about her point of view about age gaps. He was busy with other thoughts that he could ignore Tom and Jerry, which had never happened to him. And Trisha was also thinking about asking Denny, her client, her master as for now, as per their agreed contract, regarding the word he called her for an identity in front of his sister, her scary sister. Denny did not introduce the two ladies, but he addressed Trisha as his wife. Denny even rudely shooed his sister away and declared she wasn't welcome in their home. Trisha wanted to know how she was supposed to do or how is she going to react if any of his family comes when he was at work or even when he was simply not around, at home, or anywhere else she might get ambushed. "Honey...""Sir..."The two of them spoke at the same time. They also bit their tongues back, allowing the other to speak first. But a deafening silence seemed to creep in between the
Asking Trisha about the age gap matter got lost in their conversation. He did not remember he was going to ask her about anything as a few more crucial things seemed to pop out. He heard his phone ringing from the living room. "Honey, I think my phone is ringing," Denny uttered after he figured where the sound was coming from. He was about to excuse himself and stand, but Denny realized the girl in his hold fell asleep while watching. He carefully moved to lift her in his arms and carry her to the bedroom. She must have been too tired that she did not bother to ask but clung tightly to his shoulder and nape as she felt Denny lifting her up from the sofa. She returned to sleep despite feeling his moves as he walked with her in his hold away from the seat. Denny gently put her down on the bed, but he tapped the tip of her nose with his index finger as he warned her."You can't sleep for too long, or you will be sleepless tonight. We have to leave home early tomorrow," Denny reminded Tr