This summer i went to stay for a few days.she needed the house painting and as i was off to college she figured i could do with the money and also hel... her out.in the end it was she who helped me out.i dont know how but i fell off the ladder .a hospital visit and i had broken my left arm and leg.they wanted to keep me in overnight but auntie insisted she would take care of me.she certainly did that.for the next 2 weeks i was very well taken care of,if you get my drift.back at her home she did. Most of the time, she was easygoing and self-confident, but occasionally a little girl peeked through.Once in a while, Jen would become flustered and flushed, giggling nervously. At these times, her face seemed to lose about ten years, and despite her height, she seemed, somehow, smaller.It was a curious tidbit I filed away, never expecting to have a use for it.One day, as I sat at one of the little tables outside Jamba Juice, enjoying my smoothie, Jen came out to take her break."So they. So we all packed up and left arm in arm. Back home, we used the outdoor shower to rinse off the sand and jumped into the spa with some drinks. We relaxed and enjoyed the afternoon sun talking about nothing in particular. A few drinks in, Ashleigh made the first move. She stood up and stripped off her bikini and tossed it over the edge.She sat on my lap, and ground her pussy against my cock then leaned in and we kissed a short one first, then a second with more passion. Our hands caressed. ‘Go take a shower, sweaty man!’ she ordered with a laugh. ‘Let me finish what I’m doing.’ I gave her a fake snarl and put the water back in the refrigerator. ‘Looks like you’re almost done, though. You’re not planning to clean out the cabinets or anything, are you?’ I teased with one eyebrow raised. ‘Yes, I was going to move all the plates, clean the cabinets, reorganize the pantry,” she recited, “go grocery shopping and paint the kitchen and living room.’ She cocked her head and chided, ‘You.