aprilmay1965
Supernova
- Joined
- Dec 18, 2010
- Location
- South Dakota
April pulled her old car up to the big house at the top of the hill, it was a beautiful home, on cliffs overlooking the ocean. The smelll of the sea was refreshing as she walked to the front of the big house.
Aprils knee length grey wool skirt and multi colored shall protected her small body against the cool breeze coming on the water. Her shoulder length, honey blonde hair blew in the wind, long and loose. She walked up the steps, carrying her paisely bag, setting it down and finding the hidden key just where Mr. Tubbs said it would be.
April had gotten a call from a Mr. Tubbs who owned the house, it have been on the market for some time but every time someone had gotten interested, they changed their mind. He feared that the house was haunted or at least local rumors of the house being haunted had scared away potential buyers. His plan, have April stay a week in the house to disprove this. The bonus, it was a paying gig for April and she needed the money, her car wouldn't last long.
April walked inside, she could tell there was no activity as she walked in, at least nothing at the moment. Walking up the stairs to the bedrooms she depositied her bag where the master suite was located and headed down just in time to hear the bell.
Opening the door she saw a nice looking teenager with an arm full of groceries. "Ms. May? Mr. Tubbs said to drop this by" he said as he looked at the small blonde woman. She was used to what happened next, his eyes went to her large breasts. At 5'4'' and 124 pounds, she was a slight, lightly tanned woman who's 34DD breasts made her look a bit top heavy and it seemed men of alll ages noticed it.
"You can put them in the kitchen, I'll get you your tip" April said smiling, always friendly. Seemingly always up beat.
"It's not necessary maam, Mr. Tubbs already took care of it, and.. well, I'd rather not stay long"
April smiled as the young man deposited the groceries on the counter and nearly ran out the door. "how strange" April said softly. As she started putting away groceries, Her shawl draped over a chair in the kitchen, pushing the sleaves up on her red V-neck sweater. Her heeled boots clicking on the hardwood floor as she moved around the kitchen.
Aprils knee length grey wool skirt and multi colored shall protected her small body against the cool breeze coming on the water. Her shoulder length, honey blonde hair blew in the wind, long and loose. She walked up the steps, carrying her paisely bag, setting it down and finding the hidden key just where Mr. Tubbs said it would be.
April had gotten a call from a Mr. Tubbs who owned the house, it have been on the market for some time but every time someone had gotten interested, they changed their mind. He feared that the house was haunted or at least local rumors of the house being haunted had scared away potential buyers. His plan, have April stay a week in the house to disprove this. The bonus, it was a paying gig for April and she needed the money, her car wouldn't last long.
April walked inside, she could tell there was no activity as she walked in, at least nothing at the moment. Walking up the stairs to the bedrooms she depositied her bag where the master suite was located and headed down just in time to hear the bell.
Opening the door she saw a nice looking teenager with an arm full of groceries. "Ms. May? Mr. Tubbs said to drop this by" he said as he looked at the small blonde woman. She was used to what happened next, his eyes went to her large breasts. At 5'4'' and 124 pounds, she was a slight, lightly tanned woman who's 34DD breasts made her look a bit top heavy and it seemed men of alll ages noticed it.
"You can put them in the kitchen, I'll get you your tip" April said smiling, always friendly. Seemingly always up beat.
"It's not necessary maam, Mr. Tubbs already took care of it, and.. well, I'd rather not stay long"
April smiled as the young man deposited the groceries on the counter and nearly ran out the door. "how strange" April said softly. As she started putting away groceries, Her shawl draped over a chair in the kitchen, pushing the sleaves up on her red V-neck sweater. Her heeled boots clicking on the hardwood floor as she moved around the kitchen.