Chocolates for sale Part 3

After lunch Becky and Nicole hopped on their bikes and cycled out to my place making plans as the came. If my wife came to the door they would try and sell her some chocolates and ask about chores in order to earn some spending money. Becky told Nicole not to let on that she had been there the evening before as she didn’t know what I might have told my wife if anything.

“But how are we going to get Mr. Thomas to do anything with us since we will both be there?” Nicole asked Becky, feeling her apprehension mounting. Nicole felt a growing excitement but also was a bit scared at what they were planning on doing. Nicole knew that she loved putting a dildo into her pussy but a real cock she didn’t know if she was ready for that. “Becky I don’t know how far I want to go, maybe if something gets started I could watch you and Mr. Thomas if he’s okay with that.”

“Its okay Nicole lets just see what happens, he didn’t force himself on me or even try to get his cock close to my pussy. I want to feel his cock again today and somehow I’d like to make that happen. We could give him a blow job together, even if nothing happens today I would like to line up something for next week.” Becky said thinking about what might happen had her excited already but knew she was not ready to lose her virginity just yet.

I heard the door bell ring but didn’t bother to answer because my wife was in the kitchen and being Saturday it was likely her mom or sisters. I was watching football not paying attention to who was here when my wife was calling me to come to the front door. When I came into the entrance way my stomach sank for there was Becky with her black friend, I thought what is she doing here and am I in trouble.

My wife Mary introduced me to Becky and Nicole saying they where sell chocolates for a school fund raising and looking for odd jobs to do. Since I had mentioned to Mary some time ago that I was thinking of getting some yard help, she suggested that maybe I could hire the girls and they could start by weeding her garden. She could take her mother to the city shopping and for dinner that evening. I gave a sigh of relief. Smiling at the girls she asked them if they had ever weeded in a garden.

“I have to help in the garden all the time and my friends also have helped in ours. We would be happy to that for you and you could go shopping. We sure would like to earn some money if you would try us out.” Becky had that winning smile on her face and I knew my wife was hooked by her charm. Mary nodded and gave the girls twenty dollars each to clean the garden and said if I thought that I was happy with the work then they could do chores for me to but I had to pay them myself.