She looked down at her flats squeezing her small feet. She was not wearing any perfume, makeup and her long hair was in a bun on top of her head. She ...lso was wearing some red glasses that sat low on her nose. She was looking over the top of her glasses at me."Nice to meet you. Mr. Kelly." she said. "Very nice to meet you Brenda. Let me help with those grocery bags." I said. I walked passed her and her husband. I picked up all thirteen grocery bags and headed back inside. She giggled as I. I saw a girl changing out of her cheerleader uniform. She was in great shape. She was about 5’ 8” tall, dark brown hair, tanned and she had smaller, perky tits, probably a B-cup, but still very nice. She was in perfect shape. She must have taken her shirt off right before I got there because she was peeling herself out of her sports-bra. She took it off, threw it on her bed next to the shirt then she started to unzip her skirt. “What are you doing Brett? Let’s go get my stuff.” Kelly came. It was hard to process everything Stan had told me the day before. The house was old, I knew that. I had expected it to take some work, several months at least, and even figured I could do some minor things myself. Nothing like what Stan had said; I hadn't seen myself doing much more than assembling some furniture, maybe putting up wallpaper and painting. Some books could have helped me with a few more complicated problems, I guessed, but I knew my limits.I had not counted on needing to replace. She said how she feel lonely when all her friends talking about their affairs,sex, gifts etc. She already horny,wanna some1 to bang her,love her all night . She enjoying all my sexy talks. I completely convinced her to have relationship with me like friends with benefits and she agreed completely.Fir ek saturday after her duty we met for coffee. She enjoying her 1st meet with me,my attention and appreciation,sexy talks. She told me that she afraid of sex because of pain. She can’t imagine of.