Digging for Home

Charlie closed her eyes. Her hands began to rub her cock with more force as she visualized some of the many things that "lot's more" could be.

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Two days later Charlie's confidence had wavered. Frank had not called since their morning rendezvous, the day he had agreed to give her a chance. Some chance, she thought as she eyed another one of her still-packed boxes. One quickie and he's gone. Looks like there's not much point in unpacking after all.

With a single, shallow nod, the woman bent to pick up the box and then carried it to a closet. Several hours later she had emptied the clutter in her parlor and kitchen and had started working on the bundles that littered her bedroom.

"Mr. Marshall to see you, Milady."

Charlie tensed. The box in her hands fell to the floor with a dull thud. For seconds, all she could do was stand, her ears searching for any echo of the words she had longed to hear for fifty hours and counting.

"Mr. Marshall to see you, Milady," the house finally repeated.

Charlie clenched her shoulders and shivered. "Let him in."

"Very well, Milady."

Don't make too much out of this, Charlie counseled herself. He could be here just to say goodbye. She took two steps toward the parlor, trying to remain calm. But he is here, her optimistic side countered. Don't make too little of it either! With that thought, she scurried down the corridor.

The first thing Charlie noted was that her visitor carried a box of his own. Her eyes wandered as she considered its possible contents. What could be in the box? I didn't leave any of my things over there for him to bring back, did I?

As was their habit, Frank's own wandering eyes soon found the woman's ample bosom. His eyes always found good reason to linger upon her chest, but they found more cause today in the six red letters that arched over her magnificent breasts.

"What's with the new shirt?" he asked.

"Oh, this?" Charlie looked down, then back to the man's face. "It just arrived this morning. My previous one met an untimely end if you recall. I thought perhaps this one might last longer."