Author's summary: A good man needs to hire a housekeeper. He gets pretty discouraged with the results the first time around but is persuaded to try again. The second try might answer his needs for a housekeeper and fulfill some of his more perverted fantasies. Should he take advantage of the situation if he is also helping a mother and her daughters when the mother is in a real bind? Of course he should.
***** Chapter 1 *****
Bill Black was frustrated. His wife had died a few years ago and he just couldn't keep up with the house. That wasn't the only thing he missed about his wife, but it was what was really irritating him at the moment. He finally decided, after a lot of persuasion, that he needed a housekeeper.
Their house had been their dream home. It was a three bedroom ranch style house with an office, two baths and extra thick walls. It was perched on the edge of a national forest on the shoulder of a slight rise so it could overlook a broad valley. It was located just 20 minutes from a pretty little mountain resort town that just happened to have a state university.
Bill had tried girl watching at the university like he used to do at the valley college but it wasn't the same. It seemed the local college was overrun by granolas. For those of you that don't know what a granola is, they are girls that cultivate the earth mother look. At least they try to cultivate their version of the earth mother look but certainly not Bill's. If these girls version had been the correct earth mother look the reproduction capabilities of the human race would have been seriously curtailed.
Despite the local college shortfalls, it was still a nice location for his home. The floors of the house were heated to keep it warm in the winter without breaking the bank. The heating theory assumed it used less energy to heat a large volume to a low temperature than a small volume to a high temperature and continually spew the high temperature out to heat the house. The latter method is what is used in most buildings. The former method proved to Bill that it was correct. The house was situated facing south so it would stay cool naturally during the summer heat when the sun passed to the north of the house. The south facing windows caught the sun in the winter so very little heat was required to keep the house warm. A patio ran the length of the south side of the home with the west end enclosed to form a sun room. The floors were also heated in the sun room to ensure it stayed somewhat warm in the winter so the Jacuzzi could still be used.
Bill liked the house, but it was just too much to keep clean. There was a three mile gravel road to get to pavement and the dust from the dirt road kept the house dusty. He liked a clean house and he liked well prepared meals on time. He had tried the maid services and they just didn't work. He had hired several housekeepers in the last couple of years that came in every day, but they could never get there as early as he would like or stay as late as he would like. Furthermore, they insisted on regular hours. He had to live his life around their schedule and he didn't like that at all. The way he saw it, he could either sell the house or get a live in housekeeper. Having a stranger live in his house with him made him a little uncomfortable. He was leaning toward selling.
A conversation with his son persuaded Bill to at least try a live in house keeper. Selling was an irrevocable step and he could always fire a housekeeper. He could still sell the house if the housekeeper idea didn't work after a couple of tries.
It was late February that Bill decided to take the step and posted an advertisement in the local paper for a live in cook/housekeeper. He had straightened up the spare bedroom with its king size bed for his prospective employee while he waited for calls. The first two calls bombed out. A Jewish lady could only prepare and eat kosher food. As much as Bill liked kosher food he didn't want a steady diet of it. The next caller had a nasal twang in her voice that gave Bill a headache just listening to it. The third sounded ok, so Bill set an appointment to meet the lady. She turned out to be about 400 pounds and Bill didn't feel comfortable hiring her. What would happen if she had a heart attack while out at his house? They wouldn't be able to get her out of the woods and to the hospital. The next applicant was a college girl that needed a job and an apartment until finals. Bill thought this might work out OK.
Nancy was a knockout. She had long blond hair with a body that oozed sex. Where were she and her friends when Bill was trying to girl watch? The granolas must have been hiding her. She did OK with the housekeeping chores but the meals left something to be desired. She wasn't a very good cook because she had an amazing lack of imagination in food preparation. Bill always believed the difference between a mediocre cook and a good cook was imagination. Nancy could almost be rated as mediocre but not quite. However it was food and it was on time. Nancy kept the house dusted, laundry was done, and the house was generally kept in pretty good shape. The biggest trouble Bill had was that sex oozing business but Nancy was offended if he even looked at her. She would prance around the house dusting in a halter top and daisy dukes with her hard nipples trying to poke a hole in the fabric and Bill would groan. Nancy was offended every time his eyes lingered on those bouncing orbs. She was also offended when she caught him looking at the way her ass filled out her short shorts. She was also offended when she caught him looking at the camel toe that was only obvious because her shorts were pulled so tight into her crotch they had to pull between her nether lips. Bill figured that she was just offended at men in general.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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