Dirty Old Men [And Other Stories] (Zane Presents) (12 page)

“So, how long can you help me to organize this apartment today?” he asked his young helper. He still had plenty of unpacked boxes to map out, after positioning his furniture.

Candice shrugged. “I don’t have anywhere to go today. So I can stay a lot longer than yesterday.”

Samuel looked her over in her nice, peach dress and commented, “And that’s what you wore over here to help me in today? You don’t have any regular jeans and a cheap T-shirt? You wore a dress yesterday, too.”

Candice smiled and laughed it off. “Dresses are my thing,” she told him. “I don’t really wear too many jeans. And a summer dress is easy to wash.”

Samuel nodded. “I like your attitude. I guess it is no big deal then.”

He didn’t know a lot about the girl yet. All he knew was that she was turning twenty-five in less than a month. She was born and raised there in Charlotte, North Carolina, and had recently graduated from Queens College with a degree in early education. Presently, she was a substitute school-teacher who had not yet applied for a full-time teaching job. She explained that she wanted to see what she was getting into before she made the leap.

Samuel had met her at a grocery store a few weeks ago, while making his transition from Ohio. Once he told her he was moving into a new apartment, and that he would love to know the hot spots around the city to eat, drink, and unwind, she kindly offered him her cell phone number and began to explain what the city of Charlotte was all about. Those conversations led to her helping him to organize his new apartment. And it was her second time over.

“So, what room do you want to start with today?” she looked around and asked him.

On the first day, they had taken care of most of the kitchen before she had to run off.

Samuel shrugged and thought about it. “What about ah, the bathrooms and the bedroom?” Then he caught himself with a hearty chuckle. “But let’s do the bedroom first, because the bathroom needs a good twenty minutes to air out.”

They shared a laugh as Candice agreed. “Okay, the bedroom it is.” She walked into his bedroom and was ready to start.

This girl is so damn pleasant, it’s unbelievable,
Samuel told himself. Her good nature was also keeping his playboy instincts in check. He had had the full intention of tempting the young woman from the first moment he saw her inside the grocery store. But as he began to get to know her more, he backed down from his hunt.

“Nice bed,” she told him admiringly.

“Yeah, that came right after you left yesterday.”

It was a high-positioned sleigh bed of dark, pine wood.

Candice walked over and rubbed her hand over the smooth surface of the naked mattress. “You don’t have any sheets or anything to put on it yet?”

“I do, but I could use some more. What would you suggest?”

“Silk or satin,” she answered immediately. “I could buy some for you from the Bath & Linen store in Concord if you want. They’re going out of business soon.”

Samuel stopped her. “Silk or satin? Girl, what you know about slippin’ and slidin’ around inside the bed sheets?”

Candice grinned. “I know they feel good on your body.”

That got Samuel thinking with his lady killer instincts again.
Well, maybe she ain’t so innocent, just extra nice,
he mused. “Well, we’ll talk about those bed sheets a little later. First I have to unpack all of these clothes.”

He had left many of his boxes untouched on purpose to give them more to unpack together. And Candice didn’t seem to mind. She walked over to his group of brown boxes on the floor and pulled out two arms full of colorful briefs.

“You sure have a lot of different drawers,” she told him with a giggle.

Samuel laughed it off. “Yeah, I figure, why should women have all the fun with colorful panties while we wear one style of plain drawers? So I decided to mix it up a bit.”

“I see,” she responded to him. “So, where do you want me to put these?”

“In that top dresser drawer next to the bed.”

She did as he told her and walked over to unpack the next box. By that time, the older man couldn’t help himself.

“So, ah, since you know about my colorful selection of drawers now, what color of Victoria’s Secrets do you like to wear?”

“All of them,” Candice commented. “That’s one of my favorite places to shop, actually.”

Samuel looked at her intrigued. “Is that right?”

Candice chuckled and looked away. “Don’t tell anybody though,” she warned.

“Who would I tell?” he asked her. “And for what reason? We all have our private places to go to, right?”

Candice looked him dead in his eyes and nodded, sending a wave of shivers up his spine.

“You’re right. But everyone can’t understand it,” she commented.

“They’re not supposed to understand it. That’s why it’s called a
secret.
”

The young woman agreed with his logic and smiled. “That’s true.”

Samuel smiled back. “So, what are you really telling me? You got a little freak in you that nobody understands? A lot of girls feel that way. It’s only nature. But everybody wants you to cover it up all the time.”

“I know, right,” she agreed again. “I hate that. Where do you want me to put these?” she asked, holding up two arms full of dress pants.

“Oh, I got a bunch of hangers for those inside the closet.”

Candice walked into the master bedroom closet and found a rack of hangers for his dress pants. As she hung them, she sniffed the pleasant smell of his men’s cologne that lingered from a few of his slacks.

“I see you wear a lot of nice colognes,” she commented after she had finished. Samuel was busy trying to decide what dressers to place most of his other things in. Brand-new furniture often created many new options.

He bragged, “Yeah, I’m pretty much a well put-together man. And with four older sisters, aunts, and nieces all around me, I figured out what women like to smell on a man.”

“I’d think so,” Candice teased. She was hinting ever so tactfully at flirtation.

Samuel caught on to it. It was obvious in her candid observations that she
may be game to his advances. But he decided to take his time with her and keep his poise.

“What scents do you like to wear?” he asked her.

Candice shrugged. “Anything that smells good, I guess. I’m not too picky.”

He looked her over again and was amused by her. Either she was too easy to read or a big tease. Nevertheless, she had him ready to speed things up to see what she was willing to accept from him.

“Sounds like you an easy girl to please.”

She nodded. “Yeah, I am.”

“And how well do
you
please?”

“I mean…I’m pretty much open.”

Shit!
Samuel thought.
Now she’s making my dick hard, and we still have a lot of unpacking left to do in here. Could she be this damn obvious?

To test out his hunch, he asked her, “You’re pretty much open to what, a well-kept old man with a private young woman?”

She smiled and didn’t answer him immediately. “That could be good.”

“Good for who, the old man, or the young woman?” he questioned.

“Good for both.”

Samuel felt like he had been sent an angel from heaven. It had never been that easy for him. Was that how the young women were in Charlotte, or did he luck up with the right one? So he became a little skeptical.

“Now how I know you’re not pulling my leg in here?”

She stared at him with opened hands. “What else do you want me to do?”

Samuel was startled by her innocent forwardness. He became hesitant to speak up on his next move. But he had to. He was a playboy veteran.

“Well, unpacking boxes is one thing, but knowing how to please an experienced man is totally different.”

He figured he’d try the stately approach as an obvious challenge to her.

She said, “But I can learn anything that someone is willing to teach me, right?”

“Yeah, you can. But it won’t be teaching you how to unpack,” he joked. “I know that. I know what men want, even when they won’t say it,” she told him.

Samuel backed up on his toes. “So, what are you trying to say?” he asked.

“I said it already. All you have to do is ask. And it’s either yes or no.”

“So, you mean to tell me that I can ask you for whatever I want, right here, right now?”

“You’re going to eventually anyway. Right?”

Samuel broke out laughing. “Shit, you a wolf in sheep’s clothing.”

“Sheep’s clothing is easier to pull off,” she teased him. “It’s only one button.”

“Let me see it.”

Candice turned around in her peach dress and showed him the button hook at the top of the neck.

“So, if I undo this one button, the whole dress falls off?”

“Just like a bra,” she told him. “All I have to do is take my arms out.”

“And what about the rest of these boxes?” He was reminding her that they still had work to do.

Candice didn’t budge. “I told you, I have nothing else to do today.”

Well, what the hell are you waiting for then?
Samuel questioned himself. Candice was a gift ready for unwrapping.

He nodded. “All right, then. I mean, it’s a little unexpected but…So, you want me to undo that dress to see what I’m working with, or do
you
want to do it?”

Candice simply reached her right hand to the back of her dress and unbuttoned it. She pulled her arms out and allowed the dress to drop to the floor. Then she unclipped her yellow bra to free her twins, and pulled off her matching yellow panties to reveal her smooth, trimmed vagina.

Samuel stood there and said, “Wow. So I guess I do need some silk or satin bed sheets.” He wasn’t that impressed with her body. He had seen much better. But he
was
impressed in her willingness to deliver herself to him.

“Am I just gonna stand here?” she asked him.

“Well, as you can see, I don’t have any sheets on the bed yet, but…” He stopped and thought about the bathroom sink. “You said you would do
anything
your man asked you to, right?” He figured he would put her to the test.

“That’s what I said,” she teased.

“Well, let’s go inside the bathroom then.”

He figured the master bathroom had aired out enough by then.

Candice walked in ahead of him, and Samuel closed the door behind them.

“Do you have any protection?” she asked.

Samuel smiled. He had unpacked his bathroom supplies, including his box of thirty-six condoms. He pulled a few out of the box in front of her.

Candice smiled. “I guess you were ready for a lot of willing visitors.”

“Or, just the right
one,
” he countered.

“You don’t have to flatter me. I’m a big girl.”

“I can see that,” he told her.

“So am I gonna stand here in the bathroom and talk. Or did you bring me in here to do something?”

Samuel said, “First of all, it looks like we need to straighten out that mouth of yours. Second of all, I need you to bend over this sink, to see if you can take it.”

Candice turned around and leaned over the bathroom sink without another word. She even spread her legs wide for him.

This is not fucking happening to me,
Samuel told himself as he watched her. His throbbing hard-on had given him no more room to breathe inside of his drawers. So he had hurried to free his penis from his pants before it would suffocate from a lack of oxygen.

He got his pants and drawers down and slid the condom over his large erection. Then he approached his gift of a ready and willing young woman with his dick in hand, and was eager to guide himself inside of her.

He said, “You don’t mind if I turn the lights off in here, do you? It’s more intense in the dark.”

“Do what you want to do.”

Samuel chuckled and clicked off the bathroom light before he found her spot and guided himself into paradise. But once he was there, he found himself too large to slide on in.

“Oh my Lord, you’re big,” she told him, sounding nervous.

“Oh, don’t worry about that. I know exactly what to do with a tight one.”

He rubbed her nipples with the smooth tips of his fingers, and kissed up and down on her left shoulder, while he barely moved his hips to push further inside her.

He whispered into her left ear, “A woman needs to feel aroused for her natural lubrication to kick in.”

Then he poked his tongue inside of her ear and shocked her.

“Unnhh,” she moaned, turning away from it. It was a warm, tickling sensation that she was not at all used to.

Samuel chased her with his tongue anyway. And as he licked her more, he could feel her body become looser. That’s when he began to stroke her softly from behind.

“There we go,” he told her. “That’s how Daddy likes it.”

Feeling his big dick slide further inside of her, Candice began to move her hips back into him.

“Now you got it,” he coached her. “Nice and slow.”

He grabbed her wide hips for better balance before he began to pump his penis a little harder and deeper. And with every strong stroke, she moaned.

“Unhh, unhh, unhh…”

As it began to feel good to him, Samuel closed his eyes and leaned his head back in the dark. It felt like he was dreaming. But the young woman’s talking interrupted him and brought him back to reality.

“Ooooh,” she moaned, “you like it?”

Samuel didn’t necessarily like a lot of talking when he fucked. He only talked to get her wet. But now her moaning and talking back to him was disturbing his groove.

“Mmm-hmm,” he grunted back to her. “Tell me how
you
like it,” he decided to add. He would much rather that
she
do the talking instead of him. He wanted to concentrate more on his stroke.

“
Ooooh,
I like it,” she moaned to him. “I like it
a lot.
”

“And you want me to teach you how to work it?” he asked her. What the hell? He figured he’d keep the conversation going and see how much he could slip into it.

She hummed, “
Yes-s-s-s-s,
” with vibrating speech from his steady pumping.

“I’ma teach you how to suck it good, too,” he told her. “You ready for that?”