4 Special Beth • Beth's Business

Beth's Business

My last journal entry, dear Reader, I explained how Bob and I had come up with a business idea for Beth. We wanted to help her start a little cleaning business that would work for very particular clients. In other words, clients cleared by me. I wanted strict control over her clientele; after all, she offered a very special service!

Her mother and I had met for coffee and discussed, at length, certain controls and requirements. I was to be with her at all times, after all, there were people out there that might take advantage of an innocent girl like Beth. That still made me smile when I thought about Beth’s mom concern; looking so serious! I had nodded sagely in agreement.

We agreed to start out slow; this coming Monday, I would take her over to Bob’s and she would do her chores, in her own time, and then we would come home. We needed to be sure Beth was okay with the whole setup. We would be travelling to homes she wasn't familiar with and her mom was worried it may be too much…blah, blah, blah. We talked about an hour or should I say, she talked for an hour and I listened.

Monday morning, finally came and Beth’s mom spent another 20 minutes reiterating what she had said at our coffee meeting. I nodded my head and agreed with everything.  She was just worried and I understood that. The plan was easy; we were going over to Bob’s in the morning to work and we would be back in time for lunch. She finally left reminding me that she was calling at lunch time.

I walked into the family room and Beth was watching TV. I had turned it on just before she had got here. She was wearing light, blue track pants today and a white t-shirt with a pale green hoodie. Her mom had put her hair up in a ponytail. Damn she looked good!

“Beth! How are you today?” I sat down in my chair.

She smiled at me and said she was very good. She pointed at the TV, “What are they doing?”

I looked at the TV; I had turned on FashionTV and the models were modeling clothes, walking up and down the catwalk. “Those are models Beth. They are showing everybody the new clothes.”

She grinned, “I’ve got new clothes!” She stood up and walked from one side of the room to the other. I couldn’t figure out why she was walking funny, but I realized she was trying to copy the models. I laughed and told her she was a very pretty model! Which turned on a light in my brain; I had an Idea!

I went and got my camera and sat down on the couch. Beth was standing in the middle of the room watching the models on TV.

“Beth,” I said and she turned to face me, “do you want to play fashion model?” She got all excited and clapped her hands! “Okay, let’s play fashion model. You walk back and forth and I’ll get your picture.” She began to walk back and forth from wall to wall. “Take your sweater off Beth!” She took it off and her white t-shirt was actually a tank-top. I could see the yellow spaghetti strap of her bra and a faint yellow color of her bra beneath her shirt. Damn she could make anything look hot!

We had some fun for a while then at ten o’clock, I called Beth from her coloring, “Beth, are you ready to go over to Bob’s? He has some chores for you and he said he was going to pay you money!”

Her face lit up, “Money? I can get candy and crayons and candy?”

I laughed and told her she could buy all the candy and crayons she wanted! She got her shoes on, I grabbed the little backpack off the counter and we left.

Our properties backed onto each other so Beth and I walked through the yards. I knocked on the side door and we walked in. Bob was in the kitchen making a couple coffees. “Feeling Irish this morning Fred?” he asked. I shook my head and told him just black. I didn’t think I should get into it while I had Beth. If her mom found out, it would all be over.

I took out a pack of crayons and some paper and set them on the floor. Beth went right to them and was lost coloring in a red circle. I came back to the table and Bob was sitting there watching Beth. She was in her classic coloring position and I had gotten pretty good at placing the paper so that when she started coloring, her ass was pointed our way. “Buddy,” said Bob, “I don’t know how I can ever repay you for this.” He was staring at her ass, shaking his head.

I laughed, “Well you can send me the video you have of Mrs. Calder!” Mrs. Calder lived across the street and she had been chasing Bob for years. She was always calling him to do little repair jobs. She had huge tits and I was certain he had installed hidden cameras in her house somewhere during a repair job. Bob just smiled and said he would see what he could do.

We finished our coffee and I called Beth over, “Beth, could you do Bob a big favor? He needs help with some chores.”

She smiled and clapped her hands together, “I can do chores! I’m good at chores.”

I took her by the hand and had her follow me into Bob’s bedroom. I pulled the items of clothing out of the bag and laid them on the bed, “Beth this is a fun idea!” She smiled, “Why don’t you put on this outfit for the chores? It will be fun! It’s a dance costume!” That did it, she was all excited! She was pulling off her track pants as I left, “Oh Beth; you don’t need your pretty panties and bra for this costume, okay?” She nodded as I went back into the kitchen.

She came out a few minutes later wearing a light pink, cotton, pleated mini-skirt and a white tank-top that said SuperStar! on the front. Oh, and I had taken the liberty of cutting it off and making it into a half-top. I get creative that way. Good lord, the shirt only hung straight down, about 4 inches from her tits! Her tits were actually holding the bottom part away from her body! That and the effect of her titties shaking as she walked was almost too much!

“Do I look nice?” She twirled around in front of us; we caught a brief glance of her naked ass.

I was the first to find my voice, “You look like a model Beth!” That made her happy! I explained that Bob had some chores for her and that she was to do the best job she could.

For the next half hour, Bob led her around the house, finding little things for her to do; which usually required her to get down on her hands and knees; a lot of bending or stretching way up high. It was a great show. Of course, we both followed her around with our cameras and we got excellent shots of her pussy and tits. Her ass was amazing and Bob got some great video up her skirt as she stood on a stool and I handed random objects to her to put on a top shelf in the pantry. I tried really hard to suppress my laughter when she had filled the shelf up with canned goods and Bob said he changed his mind, he wanted it all back on the original shelf!

We made our way back into the living room and I asked Bob how he was feeling after his accident yesterday. Beth looked with concern at him and he just stood there looking at me; confusion on his face.

“Are you sore Bob?” Beth asked, placing her hand on his arm.

The light bulb came on and he piped up, “Yes! Oh, yes, I’m still a little sore.” He screwed up his face and grabbed his groin. Beth had a serious look of concern and sympathy on her face.

“Beth, do you think you could help him feel better?” she looked at me and nodded sagely. Sagely? Yes, in her own way, she was smart; at least she understood what I was getting at!

“Bob, I can help you feel better! I helped Mr. Smith feel better!” Good old Mr. Smith. It was strange; some things she could remember, other things would be there then gone. She had knelt down in front of Bob and was pulling his shorts down. She giggled, “Bob! Your wiener is little!”

Bob and I both laughed, “It is right now Beth! I’m sure it won’t be for long!”

I had Bob sit down on the couch and Beth knee walked forward and held his hardening cock in her hand. She started to pump her hand and she reached forward with her free hand and started playing with his balls. She had remembered that part!

I wondered what else she remembered, “Maybe you should put it somewhere warm and soft Beth. That will help it to feel better.” And I waited. Bob was smiling looking down as he waited.

She had looked at me and then back at his now stiff cock. “I can put it in my mouth maybe?” She looked at me for approval.

I nodded knowingly, “Yes that should work just fine Beth. You’re so helpful!”

She smiled and turned back to his cock. Without preamble or hesitation she took his cock into her mouth and started to move her head and hands. Bob groaned and put his head back on the couch; grinning from ear to ear.

She was on her knees, leaning over sucking Bob’s cock, so I got down behind her like I did last Monday and began tickling her. I didn't waste time I was tickling her pussy and inner thighs right away. She was giggling around Bob’s cock and twisting trying to escape my attentions! With my right hand I started rubbing up and down her slit, tickling her sides and back with my free hand. She kept moving and giggling!

It wasn't long before her little clit poked out between her lips. I could feel wetness between her lips now; my middle finger sliding easily up and down her slit. Feeling brave, I pushed my finger in a bit while it ran up and down, spreading her lips. At the same time I reached underneath and tickled her nipples. This really caused her to wiggle and she actually moaned around Bob’s cock! I was rubbing directly on her clit head now and was tweaking her nipple. She had stopped giggling and wiggling and had her eyes closed. She was still sucking Bob’s cock, but it was slow and rhythmic now.

I pushed my finger into her moist pussy and her hips actually pushed back! I kept massaging her tits and nipples with my left hand and was working my middle finger in and out of her pussy. She was really enjoying it; her pussy was soaking now and I had both nipples hard. Then I stopped and sat down on the edge of the couch next to them.

I started to moan a little and was rubbing my own hardening cock through my shorts. It took a minute, but Beth glanced over, got off Bob’s cock and looked at me, wide-eyed, “What’s wrong Fred? Are you sore too?” I nodded and said that I was and she reached over and started rubbing my cock.

Bob spoke up, “Hey, what about me?” Beth looked back at Bob and then started sucking on him again.

I got up and pulled my shorts off. I got behind Beth and started rubbing her pussy. Her hips started moving again and I said, “I know a soft and warm place that will make me feel better Beth.”

She looked back, over her shoulder at me curiously, “Where Fred?”

It was now or never. I pushed my hips forward and holding my cock, I started run it up and down her pussy. She smiled and turned back to Bob’s cock.

It wasn’t long until the head of my cock was soaking with her pussy juices and I placed it at the opening. I pushed and the head went inside. I could hear her moan a bit and she pushed back with her hips. I started to fuck her in and out, with just the head of my cock. She was moving counter to me in a great rhythm. I began pushing farther and farther inside; one hand on her hip and the other reaching forward playing with one nipple.

She was really moaning now! I was deep inside her, bottoming out with each thrust! It was too much for Bob; he had reached up and was holding each side of her head, fucking her face! Suddenly, he groaned out loud and his hips were jerking; he was blowing his load into her warm mouth!

The whole scene was too much for me and I could feel my own pressure building! It occurred to me in a panic at the last minute; don’t make her pregnant! I pulled out and using my hand shot my creamy load all over her ass and lower back!

I took her into the bathroom and got her all cleaned up then sent her back into Bob’s bedroom to get dressed in her clothes.

Bob handed my $50, just like last week. I told him I didn't feel right taking the money. He said, “Fred. I haven’t had this much fun since my Cathy and I were dating; and that was 35 years ago! You bring Beth back once and a while to make my day and I’ll keep you in pocket money!”

I shook his hand when Beth came back out and we got ready to go. “Oh, Beth” Bob said, “Did I mention Mr. Darling over on Main Street is looking for someone to do some chores around his house once and a while?”

“I can do chores! My mom says I do chores really good!” I smiled and told Bob I would talk to him later.

When we got back to the house it was lunch time, which reminded me, “Beth, its vitamin time!” I had frozen a couple loads throughout the week and pulled it out to thaw before we left this morning. I poured in the liquid vitamin and handed her the swirling, creamy white cum and red vitamin mixture. There was a little more than she was used to, so it took 3 drinks to get it down. The best was the last drink. As she had pulled the cup away a string of cum had attached itself to her lower lip and the cup and was stretched out between them. She noticed it and using her hand, pulled it away then sucked her fingers! She set the cup down and went into the living room. Fan-fucking-tastic! I had to start filming that! I knew some guys online that would love to see it!

We had a quiet afternoon. The morning must have tuckered her out, because she had a long nap. Her mother had called to check on her and I told her everything was just fine.

When her mom came to pick her up later that day, she was all questions. How did she do? Did she break anything? Was she upset?

I reassured her, “Beth did just fine! Bob was very happy to have the company and that reminds me.” I handed her $5 “Here is Beth’s first official pay cheque!” Mom was all teary eyed again as she took the money. “Beth did very well! Bob was very happy with the visit and he wants her to come back sometime.”

She spoke up, “Bob is such a nice man! He was talking with us at church, saying how excited he was to have Beth come over today.” I thought to myself, yes, I could see how excited he was with his cock in your daughter’s mouth!

“That’s right.” I told her, “Also, Bob mentioned that Mr. Darling would like to help Beth out to. He would like to have her over to do some chores and he wants to pay her. Anything he can do to help.”

Beth’s mom was smiling, “Mr. Darling? He was my high school teacher! I always liked him! He

was always so nice to me!” I could imagine! “Fred, I want to thank you again. This is very nice what you are doing for Beth. She likes to help people and,” she held up the money “she is making a little money on the side!”

“Indeed! I was thinking,” hoping she would go for this, “there seems to be a lot of interest in helping Beth. I was wondering about adding another day each week. What do you think? You could maybe take on another day at work.”

“That would be nice to get more hours. It would be good for Beth too. Let me talk with my husband and I’ll get back to you.”

Beth waved bye to me as they left. I waved back, amazed at how good life actually was!