Grace Miller

Brad woke up in his bed. He checked his phone and saw that it was Saturday, approximately ten in the morning. He had made it his mission the past week to find out more information about Rachel’s friend, Elena.He had sex with Rachel every other day, finding out a little more about Elena with each encounter. Finally feeling confident that he had a substantial lead to find and seduce the beautiful Latina woman, he made plans to book a hotel in her area.Just as he was about to do so, he got a call from his boss, Takeshi Katsuragi. He answered, albeit annoyed. “Hello, Mr. Katsuragi,” Brad said, trying his best to mask his frustration.“Brad. I have a very important assignment for you. I need you to go to New York on Wednesday, and close a business deal with this Russian company we are trying to work with. They are proving to be quite the tough nut to crack when it comes to negotiations,” Mr. Katsuragi stated.This annoyed Brad, however, he really was in no position to say no, so he simply stated, “Send me their portfolio. I can get it done, but it probably won’t be easy, the Russians are almost as sneaky as we are.”Mr. Katsuragi responded happily, “Great! Right you are, these Russians sure are hard to get through, but I trust you. I’ve booked you for the Grand Hilton from Wednesday until Saturday, in case negotiations drag on. You can use the company card for any expenses. I can go ahead and have payroll book you a flight…”“Don’t-“ Brad cut him off. He continued, “I actually want to drive there, assuming I can get the next few workdays off. I can formulate a proper strategy on the drive.”Mr. Katsuragi said, “Sure thing. Just let me know when you arrive and keep me updated on how things go. Remember, I want a full report before you enter negotiations.”Brad said confidently, “You got it. Thank you for this opportunity, sir.” Mr. Katsuragi then hung up and Brad stretched, letting out a sigh. While it was true that he wanted to drive to formulate a plan to deal with the Russians, he really wanted to be able to use his impending victory over them as leverage for more time off, so he can drive down to Miami after and fuck Elena’s brains out.Brad decided to put his Miami reservation plans on hold, until he knew what days he’d be there. He then called Rachel, and the phone rang four times before she picked up. “I’m sorry, but I’m going to be out of town for a few weeks. It’s business-related.”Rachel responded, sounding completely stressed, “What? Now isn’t really a good time, can I call you back?”Brad then said, “I’ll be on the road so I can’t promise I will pick up.” As he said this, he heard a young child screaming in the background.Then he heard the voice of what he presumed to be her husband say, “Honey, who is that?”Right after, Rachel said, “It was great hearing from you Tori, yes, lunch tomorrow sounds great, see you then.”Brad then heard the line cut off, and he couldn’t help but chuckle. He then spent the rest of the morning packing, making the proper arrangements for his trip, and making lunch. At about twelve, he got in his Porsche and headed off.The first leg of his trip was uneventful, he made it to Flagstaff, checked into the Marriott and slept. He woke up early güvenilir bahis the next morning, around five. He then began his drive north. He was attempting to reach Chicago and was making great time. He went on many rural roads, seeing how fast he could take his Porsche.However, as he was nearing the end of his journey to Chicago, his check engine and oil light came on, and his car began to smoke. “Oh shit!” Brad exclaimed. He was in rural Wisconsin, and he doubted he could find any garages nearby. Lucky for him, he was approaching the tiny town of Elk Grove. He coasted his way downhill until he finally reached what he thought was a garage.Brad pulled up and put his car in park, and immediately turned it off. A burly looking mechanic came out, smiling as he was smelling a hearty payday from this city slicker. “Well, looks like you’ll be in need of some repairs.” The mechanic laughed.Brad let out a half-smile. He knew he was about to get screwed over, however, he didn’t care, at least his car would live. Besides, he could just charge this on the company card. Brad simply asked, “Do you think you could have me up and running by tomorrow afternoon? Money isn’t an issue.”The mechanic then said, “Well, by the looks of things, it’s going to take a lot of work. I will have to go to Chicago to get the parts… and then do the work. Best I could have you done by would be the day after tomorrow, in the afternoon.”Brad shook his head and said, “I will throw in an extra five-hundred if you make it that morning.” The mechanic looked at him, then the car, then back at him. He then reached out his callused hand to shake Brad’s and they shook hands. Brad then asked, “Is there any place I could stay for the night?”The mechanic then said, “The Millers run a boarding-house down the road, I could drive you there if you’d like.”Brad then said, “It’s ok, I don’t mind the walk. I am just going to get my stuff and I will see you in the morning the day after tomorrow.” He then did some paperwork and made his way down the road to the boarding house. He stumbled across a wooden farmhouse that had a small hand-painted sign that read, “Miller’s Boarding House.”The house looked old, the paint was chipping, and it looked more residential than professional. He decided to knock.Soon, he was answered by a young woman. Her Scandinavian and Germanic heritage was apparent, as she had her blonde hair braided into twin braids. She stood around 5’4”, with a pretty face, that had a cute nose that was peppered with freckles. She was in good shape, skinny, but with plump, curvy hips and a large round butt. She wore a necklace with a small golden cross on it.She smiled at him and said, “Just one moment, Sir.” Brad stood there as she turned back and yelled rather loudly, “Daddy! There is a man here looking for a place to stay!”Brad nearly started salivating, so this was the inn keeper’s daughter? He knew what he was going to be doing while he stayed in this shitty small town. All he had to figure out was her age before he got his hopes up.Suddenly, a man around his age came to answer the door. He was tall with a short beard and was rather muscular, clearly, this man used to be a laborer of some sort. güvenilir bahis siteleri “Hello, my name is Erik Miller, I run this inn and the farm out back.”Brad shook the man’s callused hand and said, “Pleasure to meet you, my name is Brad Johnson, my car broke down and is getting repaired. I think I will only need to stay tonight and tomorrow night.”Erik smiled and called out, “Grace, show Mr. Johnson here his room.” The young woman smiled and extended her hand, Brad took it and followed her. As they walked up the stairs, all Brad could do was stare at Grace’s ass.Finally, they got to his room. “Here is your room, Mr. Johnson.”Brad smiled and said, “Thank you, Grace. By the way, I was wondering how old you are?”Grace smiled and said innocently, “I’m nineteen, why?”Brad felt the telltale flow of blood beginning to rush down to his penis. “Oh, yeah. I’m gonna fuck this girl if it’s the last thing I do,” thought Brad. He then said nonchalantly, “Oh, it’s just you’re quite mature for your age is all.”Grace then giggled sweetly and said, “Thank you! I get that quite a bit, is there anything else I can do for you?”Brad then replied, “Yes actually there is, I really don’t know what there is to do here, and I was wondering if you could show me around the town tomorrow.”Grace then said, “Sure thing! There really isn’t much to do so I get why you would need a guide.”Brad then said, “Thank you, Grace, I am going to go to sleep now, I will meet you at ten tomorrow.”Brad woke up around 9:30. He was actually quite drained from the trip. He showered, and put-on jeans, loafers and a nice white collared shirt. As always, he looked rather impeccable, and he figured he wouldn’t have much trouble seducing this young woman.Brad then went downstairs, he was greeted by grace, who wore a simple white shirt that had some Church logo on it, and jeans that did little to hide her womanly hips and full ass. She saw Brad finish his descent down the stairs and said, “Hey there, Mr. Johnson, ready for the big day?”Brad smiled, “this girl is very cute,” he thought to himself. He replied, “please, call me Brad. And yes, I am very excited to see what you have to offer.” The double entendre of his final statement went over Grace’s head, and she simply smiled.They then left, her parents knew that she was showing him around, but they didn’t know what Brad had planned. Grace’s parents were simple folk, who came from a trusting community and weren’t used to sexual hunters like Brad. As a result, they trusted him wholeheartedly with their daughter.Grace showed Brad some of the shops around town, and he took her out to lunch. He found out that she was taking online classes at a community college, and helped her dad on the farm and inn. He wasn’t surprised to find out that Grace was a devout Lutheran, attending Church services every weekend and a biweekly Bible study. He figured that, despite her looks, and thanks to her innocent and religious nature, she was most likely a virgin.Conversely, Grace found Brad to be hypnotizing. Partly due to his charm, as he was always cracking jokes, and made her feel comfortable. The other part was due to his stories about the big city, which interested this iddaa siteleri girl who only knew her own small town and the surrounding hamlets. While she may have been exotic to Brad, he was quite exotic to her.They spent the whole day together, and around six, Brad offered to take her to the local diner, which happened to be the nicest restaurant in town. Grace happily accepted. They both sat down and began looking at their menus.The waiter came up to them, he was an average looking boy, around Grace’s age. He had short blonde hair and brown eyes. He wasn’t very physically developed, but he wasn’t a complete wimp either. He said, “What can I get for you?”Grace said sweetly, “Hey, Peter, I would like to have the cinnamon pancakes and a glass of milk.”Brad could only smile, partly because of how cute this young woman was, but also because he could tell this young boy had a crush on her and she was with him, the alpha male in this scenario. He then spoke up, “I will have the chicken breast, and for my side, I will take broccoli and carrots. Water to drink please.”The young boy wrote this down, then he said, “All right, got it. Oh, Grace are you going to Bible study on Tuesday?”Grace responded bubbly, “Of course I am, you know that Peter!” Peter then walked away awkwardly.Brad took this as his cue, and asked, “So, is that your boyfriend?” He knew damn well the answer to that, but this gave him the perfect opportunity to talk about her love life and flirt with her.Grace just laughed, “No, but I do suspect he has a crush on me.”Brad chuckled a bit and said, “I think it’s pretty obvious. In fact, I bet most guys in town have a crush on you, seems to how pretty you are.”Grace blushed, and mustered out, “T-thank you. You are very handsome too. It’s weird, and don’t take this the wrong way, but I wish I could find a guy like you my age.”Brad couldn’t help but feel flattered. He said, calmly, “You will. You’re a good girl and any guy would be lucky to have you. That being said, there are some things that guys your age just aren’t very experienced in.”Grace’s curiosity was stoked, “Like what?” she asked.Brad knew he had this in the bag, “Well like, how to treat a woman right. How to make her happy, and how to make her feel good.”Grace blushed beet red. She then admitted, “I’m a good girl, I don’t know anything about that stuff either.”Brad replied calmly, “I could tell. You are a very sweet girl Grace, and I think you deserve a real man. Not a little boy.”Almost as if it had been planned, Peter came over with their food. He placed the food down, smiling at grace and trying hard not to scowl at Brad. Then he walked back to his station awkwardly.The two made small talk for the remainder of the meal. Brad had succeeded in seducing Grace, and she began to feel a bit wet in between her legs. Try as she might, she was failing at resisting this man’s charm.Soon, they finished dinner and left. It was summer, and so, it was still light, but it would soon be sunset. Clouds had rolled in, and there was a fine mist in the air. Grace then said, “Well Brad, I still have to take you to the most beautiful place in town.”Brad then agreed. They walked back to her house and she got in the old farm truck, and turned it on. They drove a few miles down the road to a park outlet. Then they got out and Grace started down the trail. It took them around twenty minutes and they reached an outlook, just as the sun was beginning to set.