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Wet Teen. Part 2
When he was fully dressed I stood up and took five pounds from my wallet and gave it to him, he thanked me profusely and I hoped I wasn't making a mistake.
We said farewell at the front door and I wondered if I would see him the next morning. As I went to the kitchen with our dirty mugs I thought, well if he doesn't come back I haven't lost anything, well, except for the five pounds and I could put that down to experience
Part 2...
I was awake at my normal time of seven thirty the next morning and was in my `office' by eight thirty.
My office was right in the top of the house, the grandparents had made it into a bedroom for me when I was small, now it provided the ideal space for me to work and I still had three bedrooms on the floor below.
I glanced at the clock at two minutes to nine, still no sign of Kevin, oh well I can't be right all the time, but then spot on nine o'clock the doorbell rang.
I ran down the two flights of stairs and as I did, I thought, why am I running, he is only an employee; at least that was what I was telling myself.
Kevin was standing on the step smiling, and clean shaven, but wearing exactly the same clothes as when he left the day before. It quickly ran through my mind, are those the only clothes he has or is it just because they were freshly laundered..
I invited him in.
"Right let's get you started" I said.
"Before we start, I have a confession to make" said Kevin. "You told me I must be honest, well I didn't tell my family what I was doing, if I told my Dad what I was doing he would call me names and I would never hear the last of it. He considers house work to be a woman's job; he never lifts a hand in the house. I told them I was your P.A., do you mind?"
"No of course not, you know your family best" I told him, "and you are my P.A., you are helping me"
I showed him where my cleaning stuff was and suggested he start on the ground floor and work up, when he reached my bedroom, give me a call and between us we would strip the bed, turn the mattress and remake it. "Can you make us each a coffee about eleven and bring it to the top floor" I said.
Once I was sure Kevin had everything he needed I went back to the office to get on with the project I was working on for a customer. I didn't hear a sound, once I was absorbed in my work you could have dropped a bomb beside me, anyway Kevin was two floors below me.
I was brought back to the present world by a knock on the door, even though it was open, my housekeeper was standing there with a steaming cup of coffee and a couple of biscuits.
"Wow, is it eleven already" I exclaimed, "Thanks very much"
"It had dawned on me" said Kevin, "I am working for you but I don't even know your name"
"Oh, sorry about that" I replied, "I completely forgot, my name is Adrian, Adrian Daniels, but most people call me Ads so you better do the same"
"I have finished downstairs; we ought to do the bed before I start on cleaning your bedroom if you can spare the time" he said.
"Yes of course" I said, getting up from my chair. I showed him where the clean sheets and towels etc. were kept then we pulled the stuff from my bed before turning the mattress. It was a double bed (4ft6in) and I could do it myself but it was so much easier with two.
"The two spare bedrooms don't need very much, just a quick vacuum and a dust around, the beds are made up and clean ready for guests, although they haven't been used for ages" I told him before returning to work.
It was about twelve thirty that I decided to make a break; I seldom worked a full day unless there was a panic job on. To be honest, most of the work I do, the customer could do for themselves but I suppose they didn't have the time or the skill. Without being big headed I was pretty good at doing what I did, some of it was designing web sites and the rest was setting up computers so that the users could just enter data.
I walked downstairs, pausing at my bedroom, it smelt so nice, he had been using polish, and the en-suite positively gleamed.
I found Kevin on his hands and knees in the kitchen, he was cleaning the oven. I always kept the cooker clean but it was a long time since I had really gone to town on it.
"Are you nearly finished with that?" I asked.
"It's OK, I can finish it tomorrow if you want me to go" he replied.
"I don't want you to go, I'm going for a pub lunch and you are coming with me" I said.
He looked rather self conscious and said, "I don't have any money, I used the money you gave me on the bus"
I didn't ask you to buy lunch, this is a fringe benefit with your job, you get fed while you are here. Have a quick wash and we will go. By the way, my bedroom and bathroom smell lovely"
Kevin smiled in thanks, and I thought, he looks really cute when he smiles.
It only took a minute to cover the two hundred yards to the pub and I was greeted warmly. I introduced Kevin to the staff and a couple of friends. We both ordered a pint and a club sandwich, which was a meal in itself.
As we finished our drinks Kevin said, "I know this is a cheek but if you advance me some of my wages I will buy us another drink"
"No, one I'm driving this afternoon so I can't have another and secondly you don't need to buy a drink just because I did. One other thing, when you go home tonight what will you do?"
"Nothing much, just watch TV, or read" he answered.
"Could you watch TV and read at my place?" I asked.
"I suppose so"
"Well in that case why not stay here, you can cook us a meal and watch TV and maybe come out for another drink, another thing, it will save on bus fares" I told him.
"You are letting me stay the night" he said.
"Why not" I said, "There are two spare bedrooms, there is one drawback, it means you will have another set of sheets to wash
"No I won't" he said with a grin, "The machine will have another set of sheets to wash, I only have to load it"
"Oh, it appears I've employed a clever bugger" I said with a smile. We both laughed.
"Right we have some shopping to do" I said. "Let's go and get the car"
I thought his eyes were going to pop out when I raised the garage door and he saw the Jaguar inside.
"Do you have a driving licence?" I asked.
"No, there was never any point, I couldn't afford driving lessons and Dad hasn't got a car, fortunately, and there is no way I could get one"
"Right when we get to the supermarket, you can pop over the road to the post office and get an application form"
"You mean you would let me drive this?" said Kevin.
"That is possible" I replied.
"Oh by the way, I'm not a very good cook" he told me.
"That doesn't matter, you can hear me, you can do as you are told, so you can cook as I tell you how, is that OK?"
"I guess so"
"One other thing, I don't buy ready meals, we cook everything from scratch, have you ever had home cooked `spag bol' ?"
"No never, the only things Mum cooks from scratch is chops or sausages, that sort of thing"
We had a pretty good shopping session, I had a good feeling that things were going to work out so I bought a lot of things that I wouldn't normally get, like several types of cereal.
When we arrived home it was still only three thirty so I decided to do another hours work, and Kevin went back to the cooker. I came down again just before five and we made some tea, and had some of the cake we had bought. Just after Kevin asked if he could take a shower so I suggested he use mine instead of messing up the main bathroom which he had cleaned earlier.
I had no reason for going upstairs but I made the excuse of taking fresh towels, I was curious as to whether he would try to tempt me again. I could be quite wrong and he wasn't doing it purposely.
I had a quick flash of his dick before he turned away and it was decidedly plump, and his ass was to die for.
Later under my guidance he cooked our supper and made a fairly good job of it.
Later we went for another drink but we were home and in bed by eleven.
I was lying there in the dark with just the light from the windows, wondering if I was doing the right thing. There was no doubt he was a nice guy and a good worker but I might be completely wrong about anything else. Either way I would keep him on as a worker.
I sensed, rather than saw, a figure enter the room and lift the edge of the duvet and slide into bed.
"To what do I owe the honour of your company" I asked quietly.
"Ads, you've been very good to me, I wanted to repay you" Kevin said.
"Kevin, you don't have to repay me, you are doing a job and I'm paying you for it, also I like you as a guy"
"Oh, I'm sorry" and he moved to get out of bed.
"I didn't say I didn't want you in my bed, but you must be here because you want to not for any other reason" I told him.
"I do want to be here, you told me I must be honest, right, I want to have sex with you, I hope I haven't made a mistake" Kevin answered.
"What makes you think I will have sex with you?" I asked.
"Yesterday when I changed you were looking at my dick in the bathroom and when I turned round I saw in the mirror that you were looking at my bum. I must be honest, when I got dressed I purposely showed myself and you were looking again. Then tonight you looked again in the shower"
"Guilty as charged" I said, "You do have a nice dick and a lovely bum and I would love to have sex with you. How many guys have you done this with?" I asked him.
"None" was his reply, "I haven't had sex with anyone, male or female. I have wondered what it would be like to touch a guys cock and have him touch mine, but have never met anyone that I wanted to touch until now"
"And then you met me" I said.
"I wasn't thinking about this when I accepted your job" said Kevin, "It was only when I was lying in bed last night thinking about working for you that it came to me, you were the guy I wanted to sleep with"
"I hope you aren't going to sleep" I said.
"Of course not stupid" said Kevin as he laughed.