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RaginCajun
Meteorite
- Joined
- May 23, 2012
Mark Robertson stood outside in the yard of his large estate, hedge trimmers in hand as he snipped away at the unruly stray branches his gardener has left from that morning’s landscaping duty. His gardener has been getting rather lazy with his work, and while Mark wasn’t opposed to doing his own yard work, he was opposed to paying someone full price when they only did half of the work. Especially not when he had just spent most of the day in the office , finalizing a very financially beneficial merger that was going to double the size of both his company and his paycheck. However, the events of the day that were going to turn his paycheck into a seven-figure salary made him feel rather generous, so he supposed that a warning would suffice. To celebrate he was taking a week off from work, and he wanted to spend that evening with a glass of fine champagne and some good company.
The only problem being, his wife was away on a trip visiting family in their shared hometown of Charleston, South Carolina. He had been contemplating hiring an escort for the evening, but the best agency in the city had raised their rates, and his favorite girl’s prices were a little too extravagant, even for his tastes. And when he saw his young neighbor Esmeralda drive up to the home she was renting next door with some other students from college, his first thought wasn’t that she would be a delicious alternative, but it was certainly the second.
She was, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, and he had been overjoyed at the prospect of her being his neighbor when the school year started. That had been almost a year ago, and as the Spring term was beginning to wind down, she was able to spend more time at the rental house. And much to the enjoyment of Mark, more time jogging past his house in her unbearably skimpy track shorts. He waved to her as she exited her car, setting the hedge trimmer down and walking over to the edge of his property as he greeted her in his deep and gentle Southern drawl, “Good evening, young lady.”
The only problem being, his wife was away on a trip visiting family in their shared hometown of Charleston, South Carolina. He had been contemplating hiring an escort for the evening, but the best agency in the city had raised their rates, and his favorite girl’s prices were a little too extravagant, even for his tastes. And when he saw his young neighbor Esmeralda drive up to the home she was renting next door with some other students from college, his first thought wasn’t that she would be a delicious alternative, but it was certainly the second.
She was, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, and he had been overjoyed at the prospect of her being his neighbor when the school year started. That had been almost a year ago, and as the Spring term was beginning to wind down, she was able to spend more time at the rental house. And much to the enjoyment of Mark, more time jogging past his house in her unbearably skimpy track shorts. He waved to her as she exited her car, setting the hedge trimmer down and walking over to the edge of his property as he greeted her in his deep and gentle Southern drawl, “Good evening, young lady.”