Neighborhood Meating (Vintage Erotic Novel) E-Book

Anju Quewea

• Herausgeber: Tera Bing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

This is a Vintage Erotic, Adult Novel... Full of sexual adventures... Involving a sexy and Seductive girl... Full of Sex, Surprises and Unusual Naughty Twists.

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Neighborhood Meating

CHAPTER ONERenata shifted impatiently from foot to foot and punched the doorbell again. There was still no answer. Remembering her instructions, she set the basket she had been carrying down beside the door and was just about to turn and leave when a voice called from inside, "Yeah, yeah-I'm coming!" And then the door burst open, scaring her half out of her wits."Yeah? What do you want.""H-hello. I'm here to welcome you.""Huh?"She forced a smile, feeling slightly more at ease now that she had gotten the first words out. "I'm here to welcome you to the community. It's my job. Is the missus in?""There is no missus," the man grunted."Oh." For the first time, she noticed that the man was bare-chested. In fact, he wasn't wearing anything except a pair of cutoffs. Not even shoes. "I'll just leave this basket of goodies with you-""Come on in.""I can't.""You can't.""It's against the rules.""What rules?"She gulped. "Well, you might be a-a.""A pervert?"She tittered. "Silly, isn't it?"He held the door open and she stepped in. It was obvious that he was not the kind of man they had warned her about."What's in the basket?""Goodies and gift certificates from the local merchants. I'm the welcome lady," she said with a friendly smile.He set the basket aside without bothering to look through its contents. "I'll have to thank the local merchants for sending you to me.""Yes, do that, please. And tell them Renata sent you-Renata, that's me.""Glad to meet you," he said, holding out his hand. "I'm Bill. Have you been doing this long, Renata?""Actually, I've just started. You're my first call.""Ah! So you're a virgin.""Hardly that," she said rolling her eyes. "Not at my age-thirty-five," she added hastily, shaving eight years off and hoping she could get away with it.He shook his head as he studied her body. "No, a woman as pretty as you isn't-likely to be a virgin."She flushed, not knowing how to respond. Her eyes focused on his bare chest. He was as old as her, but his body hadn't turned to flab like most men she knew. He had broad shoulders, sinewy arms, and taut muscles lined his chest and stomach.