Attraction: The House Of Sex

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“Morning, John. Thanks for coming in early,” said Thomas, who was the vice president of the company.“No problem.” John sipped on his coffee before sitting down at the conference table. He had been called in early to the call center.“We have a situation at the Olivas apartment and I need your help.”The company had two apartments they used for the employees before they found their place like John had. Olivas was where they put the under-thirties workers and Las Naranjas was where they put the older ones.“OK, and what does this have to do with me? I’m all good up in the mountains.”“I know, but I was wondering if you were willing to move in at the Olivas, just for a month or so to steer things up. I was there yesterday and it was a fucking disaster. Those kids can’t even do the dishes and less clean up after themselves.”“Who’s staying there now?”“Anna, Lisa, Vivi, Rachel, and one guy Alfred.”“Oh, OK, I see that there might be an issue.” He knew the girls were party ladies who often went out even during the week. Alfred was a nerd who no one ever listened to.“Usually we try to keep an even number between boys and girls but right now, as you know, there are more older men so they live in the other apartment and Alfred, well, he isn’t up for the job.”John drank from his coffee and smiled. This was an opportunity, he figured. He had never minded girls who liked to party. Some men didn’t because they thought women should stay at home.“OK, I’ll do it, but I need compensation.”“Sure, I’ll give you five hundred euros.”“We have a deal. When do I move in?”Thomas sighed. “As soon as possible.”“I’ll get my things after work and move in this evening.”When John parked outside the Olivas building, he could hear music coming from an open window. It was a hot day in July and the people walking up and down the street wore shorts and T-shirts. He grabbed his bag from the trunk and walked in through the gate to a small garden. It was covered in trash bags, old beer cans, pizza boxes, and such.He used the key that Thomas had given him to open the front door and walked right into chaos. The music was loud, there was screaming, and the hallway was covered in shoes. Everything from high heels, tennis shoes, winter boots, and slippers. He dumped his bag on the floor and went into the kitchen to his left. Another war Artvin Escort zone. Dishes and glasses were piled on top of each other. The stove was covered in grease. More full or half-full trash bags stood on the floor.He walked out and followed the music up the first flight of stairs. There were two bedrooms and a bathroom. He walked into the room where the music came from and stopped in his tracks. The floor was covered in clothes. Panties and bras hung from the bed posts and two washing hampers were overflowing. The smell was a mix of dirty clothes and sweet perfume. He went to the windows and opened them. Two girls, Vivi and Rachel, were dancing on the bed, each one with a beer can in her hand spilling the liquid all over the place. Both were blonde, around twenty years of age, and dressed in nothing more than panties and bras. Vivi, in black and Rachel, in some kind of flower motif.John located the stereo and turned it off. The girls hadn’t noticed him until then.“John, what the fuck, get out,” said Vivi.“Sorry, Thomas’ orders. I’m moving in today and you two are coming down from there, right now.”“Fuck off, you aren’t my dad,” said Rachel and let go of a long burp.“What’s going on, what happened to the music?” Said Lisa, who had just walked in followed by Anna. At least these two were dressed, thought John, taking them in. They were about the same age, but he thought the redhead, Anna, was a year or so younger. Lisa was a brunette, with doe-like eyes which she now turned to John.“Hi, there. We didn’t know you were coming by. What’s up?”John sighed. “Thomas asked me to move in for a month. This place is a disaster and you four have to get your shit together. Where’s Alfred?”“Probably jerking off in his room, the little pervert,” said Vivi.“Anna, go and get him and meet us in the living room. Ladies, go downstairs, right now.”Alfred was the last to arrive. He had thick glasses, a mop for hair, and was scrawny. “Hi, John.”“So, ladies and gentlemen. There will be some changes starting right now. For starters, you are all going to be part of cleaning this place. I’ll be supervising.”“Fuck off, just leave us alone,” said Lisa, and the other girls mumbled their agreement.“OK, let me be a bit clearer. If I don’t report back to Thomas with good news, you all are going back Artvin Escort Bayan to Sweden, get it?”More protests, but they began collecting trash bags and taking them to the bins out by the street. John got Vivi and Rachel to begin cleaning the kitchen while Alfred vacuumed and mopped the common areas with the other girls.After a couple of hours, John made a quick check and came back to the living room where the others waited. “Not bad, now the bathrooms. I want the toilets and shower stalls clean, the mirror cleaned and the floor mopped. You decide who does what bathroom.”By midnight the place was spotless. He took a few photos and sent them to Thomas, who gave him a thumbs-up in return. John was making dinner when he heard people coming down the stairs.“Where are you going?” he asked Anna, who was first followed by Lisa and Rachel.“Out, to a bar.”“OK, be back by two, it’s a work day tomorrow.”“C’mon, we are not kids,” moaned Rachel.“Well, you are acting like kids, so there is a curfew until you learn. By the way, why are you all dressed like sluts?”The three girls had skirts ending just under their asses. Rachel and Anna wore tank tops and Lisa wore a shirt tied above her navel.“This isn’t slutty, this is how young people dress, old man.”“Anyway, off you go and I’ll be waiting right here.”After he had eaten, John grabbed a beer from the fridge and went into the now good-smelling living room and turned on the TV.“Hey, what are you up to?”Vivi sat down on the sofa next to John. She wore a kimono-like robe and fluffy slippers with bunny ears on her feet. Even though she didn’t have any makeup on, she was a very pretty girl.“Not much, just enjoying a beer and watching TV.”“I see.” She got up and came back a minute later with a glass of OJ.“Healthy,” he said.She smiled and lifted the glass. “OJ with vodka, cheers.”“Where is Alfred?”“Where he always is, in his room on his computer. I don’t want to think about what he is looking at.”John laughed. “Most guys his age watch porn, it’s normal.”“Do you?”“Sure, it happens.”“Oh my god, I just got a vision of you jerking off alone up in the house you have.”John laughed. “Just so you know, I don’t need to jerk off, I get plenty of the real thing.”“What, like you pay girls?” she gave him a naughty smile.“No, no need for that Escort Artvin either.”“C’mon, you are what, fifty, and I don’t want to be mean but not in the best of shape and you are telling me you can hook up?”“Sure, why couldn’t I?”She giggled. “Because you are old.”“Let me tell you something, us old men, we know shit the guys your age don’t, so trust me when I tell you, I make the girls very happy.”There was a silence where they watched TV and then Vivi went for a refill. When she came back she said, “And what is it you know that younger guys don’t?”“They know it, but they are in a rush.”She giggled, obviously a little drunk. Her cheeks blushed when she said, “Tell me.”“Licking pussy, for example. One has to take one’s time and not rush it.”She blushed again and squirmed a little where she sat. Her legs weren’t crossed like before but were slightly apart and she had slid down on the sofa.Another silence before she whispered, “Show me.” She pulled her kimono apart and she had no panties on. Her pussy had a tuft of hair above the clit and John could see she was wet and ready. Without a word, he knelt before her, placed her legs over his shoulder, and went to town on her young sweet pussy.“Oh, oh, wow, that’s amazing, John.”He licked her slit and sucked her clit while fingering her with two fingers. She was tight and very wet. After a few minutes that sexy, sloppy sound could be heard. John heard something else and looked up. Alfred was standing in the doorway staring at them but he didn’t say anything. After a few seconds, he slipped away.“Yes, yes, John, oh, fuck, here I come!”John held her hips while Vivi came twice into his mouth and he drank every drop of her sweet juice. When it was over, she half lay gasping for breath while massaging her pussy.“Good god, you sure know how to eat pussy. Thank you.”He got up and picked up his empty beer can. “Don’t mention it, happy to be of service and if you want more someday, just ask.” He dropped the can in the trash and went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he came back to the living room with a new beer, Vivi was gone.The three girls came home ten minutes late and blamed the Uber driver. John was too tired to scold them and just sent them to bed. He had no bedroom and would crash on the sofa. That way, he would hear if anyone tried to sneak out at night or come home after curfew. He put on his shorts and lay down. It was too warm for a sheet. When he closed his eyes he could see Vivi when she came and he smiled, wondering what it would be like to fuck her. Probably very nice, he thought, and drifted off.

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