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The Paper Girl
By Michael (phoenlxarlzona@aol.com)

***

A 56 year old widower strikes a deal with a pretty 18 
year old Chicano girl. (MF, prost, rom, preg?)

***

Hello fellow smut readers. The reason I'm sharing my 
story with the readers at The Kristen's Archive is that 
it is so much like the fantasy stories that I've been 
reading there that I thought you'd all get a kick out 
of it. It's still hard for me to believe that it really 
happened.

I will be 56 next month and I've been a widower for 
just under two years now. My wife had been ill for five 
years before she passed away. I loved her and was okay 
with the fact that my sex life had ended with her 
illness, but it was difficult sometimes, because at the 
time I was only 49 and not ready to call it quits, 
sexually.

Anyway, to make a long story short, my wife of 30 years 
passed away and I was left alone to fend for myself. 
Over the years my wife and I hadn't gone out of our way 
to make new friends or to maintain friendships from our 
youth so by the time my wife died I had no one I could 
call close. Only business acquaintances.

I was never really a lady's man and once my wife was 
gone I just seemed to shy away from everyone once the 
workday was done. I had a house to take care of and 
that's about all I did other than work. Oh! I did read 
lots of sex stories on the Internet, mainly at 
Kristen's collection. (Which I'd been doing ever since 
my sex life came to an end.)

Then one day I was out in the front yard on my hands 
and knees weeding the lawn, when this pretty Chicano 
girl wearing one of those paper-carrier bags, (you know 
the type, one of those companies that pay people to go 
around and stick advertisements on door knobs) came up 
to me to hand me an ad.

She looked down at me and smiled saying something about 
how nice my yard looked. I responded with a mumbled 
reply about when you had nothing better to do, you 
could make even a gravel pit look nice.

She laughed at that and then asked me if I were 
married. I stopped digging at the weeds for a moment 
and sat back to look up at her. She looked back at me 
with confident dark eyes and a smile on her lovely 
face.

Momentarily, I wondered what it would be like to make 
love to this pretty girl. I know that sounds perverted, 
a 55, almost 56 year old man thinking about bonking a 
fresh young girl, but keep in mind that I hadn't had 
sex in years and it was only a passing urge.

But then it happened. 

I must have snapped, maybe it was reading all those 
erotic stories on the Internet, or maybe it was the 
fact that this pretty young woman looked... 
"Interested" in me. Whatever it was, I thought a 
thought that I would have never thought under normal 
circumstances. I asked, "So, how much does it pay you 
to go around the neighborhood handing out those 
advertisements?"

"They pay us $25 a day and tell us that if we don't 
hand out all the ads they'll find out and not pay us."

I could see a guy walking down the other side of the 
street with the same type of paper-carrier sack slung 
over his shoulders. He looked like a Chicano too. I 
wondered if they were related. I don't know why, but I 
felt I had to ask my next question quickly before this 
guy interrupted the moment.

So I asked, "What if you could make $100 a day for say 
two hours of work?"

"Cheez man! That would be so fine," she said, 
enthusiastically. Then with a thoughtful look in her 
eyes she came back with that old joke we've all heard 
before, "So who would I have to kill mister?"

We both smiled, but my heart was in my throat as I 
said, "No murder required. What I'd want from you is 
sex." To make it perfectly clear I went on to say, 
"I'll pay you $100 if you would have sex with me."

Even today many months later I still don't know how I 
worked up the nerve to ask that question of a perfect 
stranger. All the alternative 'negative' possibilities 
that could have taken place have since run though my 
mind. But at that moment I was attracted to her and 
needed some sort of human contact and, well, I just 
didn't think. 

I held my breath waiting for her response. In my day 
(when I was her age) if some old man had asked a young 
woman a question like that she would have most 
certainly responded negatively, but what with all the 
moral decay that has taken place in this country over 
the past 30 years I didn't know what to expect.

I guess I expected her to ridicule me or something, but 
then she answered with an unsure tone of voice, "Um, 
I'm not sure... I can make $25 every day doing this, 
but if I mess up today they won't hire me back..." her 
voice trailed off.

I was in shock. I know that I'd asked the question, but 
deep down I really didn't expect her to consider it. I 
was even more determined now; I had a real glimmer of 
hope. "I'll tell you what. I'll hire you every other 
day to come her and make love to me. Let's say, Monday, 
Wednesday and Friday. That'd be $300 a week, $1200 a 
month. That's a lot more than you'd make handing out 
advertisements."

Just as the last word was out of my mouth the Chicano 
guy walked up to us. He and the girl exchanged a few 
words in Spanish and then the girl waved him off and 
the guy shot a hostile look at me and trudged away down 
the sidewalk.

My new acquaintance turned back to me and said, "That's 
Jorge, he's my boyfriend. I told him that I might have 
a job here and for him to continue on and that I'd meet 
up with him later."

"So does that mean we have a deal?" I asked, feeling 
stirrings in the pit of my stomach that I hadn't felt 
in years. (With the power of hide-sight, I now know 
that feeling was unbridled anticipation.)

"Well... you aren't dangerous are?" she looked a little 
worried.

"Listen, I can understand why you would think I'm 
strange. After all I'm a stranger to you and I've just 
asked you to have sex with me. But the truth is I was 
married for over 30 years and my wife died. She'd been 
sick for years before she died and well, I haven't had 
sex for over 6 years now and I really want to 
experience those feelings again."

She didn't look totally convinced, "So why don't you 
meet up with a lady your age and date her?"

"I guess because I don't know how, or maybe I'm just 
too shy."

"You don't seem shy to me," she giggled. That's when I 
knew we had a deal.

I asked her in to the house and she complied. Because I 
hadn't planed this I needed to take a shower and asked 
her to take one with me. She wanted her $100 up front 
and I dug through the dresser in my bedroom and came up 
with the money.

Then I was watching her firm brown body come into view 
as she stripped in front of me. When she was naked and 
looking at me with an expression like, 'Come on, let's 
get this show on the road,' I was suddenly embarrassed.

I hadn't been naked in front of woman, other than my 
wife, in over 30 years. The last time I'd been with a 
different woman I'd been in my teens and I had a decent 
body back then. Now I was almost 56 and sagging. 
Although I knew there were a lot worse 56 year old 
bodies out there I couldn't help wondering what a young 
female would think of a potential sex partner who 
looked like me.

Finally I swallowed and took the plunge; I stripped off 
my gardening cloths and hurried into the bathroom, the 
girl followed right behind me. I turned on the water 
and stepped into the shower stall. She was still right 
behind me.

As the water cascaded over us I stopped for a moment to 
enjoy the sensation of being naked and wet with this 
pretty young creature so close and so accessible. Then 
it hit me that I didn't even know her name so I said, 
"My name is Andy, what's yours?"

She giggled and said, "I guess if I'm going to screw 
you I ought to let you know my name. I'm Maria, nice to 
meet you Andy." She reached out and took my prick in 
her hand and shook it like you would with a hand in a 
normal greeting.

We both laughed at this and of course I was instantly 
erect. 

Maria "Oohed" when she saw me expand into full 
erection. Her eyes focused on mine as she stepped up 
close, pushing her breasts against me and began to 
slowly masturbate me standing there with the water 
showering down on us.

Then we were soaping each other up and then we were 
feeling each other up and then I was on my knees eating 
her out and after a while she was on hers doing the 
same to me. During this time my past sexual experiences 
kept flashing back to me, the time's I'd been like this 
with my wife, it filled me to bursting, I think at that 
moment I loved this girl. Not like husband and wife, 
but because she was willing to share her body with me. 
It was one of those perfect moments.

Finally after I'd cum, (Because there was no way I 
could hold back with that sexy young thing massaging 
me, sucking me and all around arousing me.) we dried 
each other off and headed into the bedroom.

I didn't suggest it and she didn't say anything either, 
but we had unprotected sex, and at that moment I 
wouldn't have had it any other way. It was glorious. 
Even months later I still relive the moment my cock 
sank home into her warm wet love hole. The glorious 
feeling of it! It was just too much for my mind to 
process.

As I sank home that first time my body jerked 
uncontrollably and I emptied myself into her. I didn't 
even think I could cum that fast anymore, (especially 
since I'd already cum only a few minutes before) but I 
did. She held me close as I sobbed my need to her. We 
lay in each other's arms for a quite a while, me still 
inside her.

Then just like a teenager I took her again. And to my 
amazement I came a third time and the really amazing 
thing was that she came along with me. It wasn't in 
perfect unison but before I was done cumming her tight 
young body spasmed underneath mine and her breath began 
coming in ragged gasps as she ground herself against me 
in obvious pleasure.

That first time was better than my 'real' first time 
because I knew what to expect, but I'd been without sex 
for so long that I felt like a virgin in a way. The 
fact that we both knew what was coming just made it all 
that much better.

*

Maria came to my house three days a week for almost 22 
months. Then she and her boyfriend got married and they 
moved back to Guatemala. She said that she wanted to 
bring her baby up in their homeland. I congratulated 
her on being pregnant and wished them well.

I never did ask her whose child she thought she might 
be carrying and she never offered any information on 
the subject either. But I can't help wondering.

END

Sorry for any typos or grammatical errors, I didn't 
want to talk to anyone about proofreading for me, 
(being a very private person) so you get it as it 
comes. I hope it's not too awful.

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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