Sex for Money

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Ron couldn’t keep his eyes off his pretty blonde assistant. She’d come into his life about a year ago when she had answered an ad for a lab assistant. He was 51, she 26. Since then they had worked closely on a number of projects, lately one looking at freeze tolerance in mouse stem cells. Traci was smart and sexy and surprisingly, very shy (at least so he thought). She was tall, probably around 5’8″, slender, but full in all the right places. She was not busty but rather had a nice set of smaller, but nice round, pert tits. But it was her killer ass and legs that were her best features. Long and shapely, her legs rose up merge with a set of ass cheeks, the making of which God himself had supervised. She had a bit of a throaty voice that only added to her sexuality. Ron had taken her under his wing and helped her along with various projects such that she now had three scientific papers in press and was well-prepared to move right into a PhD program.

Because of the age difference Ron had always held his true feelings in check, respecting her for being his student and not coming on to her the way some other man might have. Maybe that respect was what drew Traci to him.

It was Christmas, and the lab team had gotten together for a few drinks on the hot, clammy Australian night. It was late and as Ron had biked in, Traci was quick to offer him a ride home. With a few drinks in him Ron was a little more loose-lipped than he might normally have been.

“Ron” she called. “I’m ready if you are.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming. I just need to make sure my bike is safely in the garage before we go.”

Traci started up her car and leaned over to open the passenger door for Ron.

They drove for about 5 minutes before Traci spoke up.

“Ron. I’ve got something I need to talk to you about.”

He looked over at her. He could tell she was having difficulty getting it out.

“I might have to leave the lab.”

“What!!” Ron responded. “Why?”

“Money” she answered. “I just can’t make it on what I’m getting now.

Ron’s mind began to race and maybe it was the booze or the desperation at loosing her but he blurted out “I can give you some if you need it.”

She smiled over at him. “Sure, that would be great but that might just tie me over for a little while and then I’ll have to pay it back, and I can’t.”

Ron was quiet for a minute.

“You could pay me back with sex…” he whispered without thinking, but not expecting her to hear.

“What?” she responded quickly. “What did you say?”

“Nothing Traci. Sorry, that was uncalled for. I apologize.”

They were quiet for the next 5 minutes or so and Ron figured he’d blown any kind of relationship they had.

Suddenly Traci pulled her car over to the side of the road and threw the shift into neutral.

Ron figured he’d be in for it now.

“Look” she started. “I love working in the lab and I’d do almost anything to stay…ALMOST anything. So, perhaps I’m an idiot for asking this, but what exactly might you have in mind.”

Ron was like a deer caught in the headlights. He was dumbstruck. The gorgeous 26 year old blonde was actually following up on his flippant remark.

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