Chocolates for sale

Chocolates for sale

I had a 5 acre yard just outside a rural town with lots of trees around my place. This was a lot of work to keep up but I love to putter on the yard all weekend. My shop was across the yard from the house with trees in between so if anyone came to the house I would not notice unless they came to the shop. My wife went to her moms every Friday night and the kids had all moved out. I was 48 in fairly decent shape.


I’d been in the shop for an hour when I had to take a pee. I would just walk out of the shop and around the corner and let it go not being at all concerned about anyone being able to see into my yard. I had pushed my pants down to get some fresh air and got it going good when are the corner came a young girl on a bike. Her jaw dropped and she almost ran into me forgetting to brake in time. Her eyes were glued to my cock. I was slow to react as I was shocked by surprise, which gave her a pretty good look at my cock. I got turned away and put my pants back on. She started to apologise saying she was sorry.


” It’s not your fault you caught me with my pants down.” I told her. “I don’t get to many bike riders that come in that quietly.”


She said she rang the door bell at the house but there was no answer then when she was leaving she heard me over here at the shop and came around the trees as I was going behind the shop. She told me she wanted to sell chocolates for her school fund raiser and just biked over trying to catch up to me. She was pretty red in the face.


“Would you like to buy some chocolates still?” she asked.


“How many do I have to buy so you won’t tell anyone what you saw?”


“I have six boxes of chocolate almonds and six caramel bars, but you don’t have to buy any I won’t tell anyone what I saw.”


“Thanks.” I said.”Whats your name and where do you live.”


She then told me her name was Becky, that she live just a quarter mile away inside town and that she had tried to sell chocolates to her neighbours but they had bought from other kids already. So she decided to go out to our area as the houses were further apart and maybe no one had been here yet. Well I told her she was the first one to lately come here selling something. We continued chatting about her school and family. She was twelve years old and was looking for a job babysitting to make some spending money.

I told her maybe I should hire her to help with my yard work if she was interested. Becky was all for that saying I can rake leaves, mow grass, weed the garden, all things I have to do at home. I showed her around the yard, when we got back to her bike she asked with a laugh if I would let her watch whenever I needed to take a leak.