“I have a million things to do and the list is growing,” I thought to myself as I prepared for my interstate move. Between packing, cleaning and all the never ending chaos, life is just one continuous series of mishaps. Today, I was going to meet with Marcia, the realtor assigned to me by my company. She was scheduled to meet me at my hotel at 11am to show me some listings in what will be my new neighborhood. Wearily, I tumble out of bed, take a quick shower and wait in the hotel lobby for Marcia to arrive. Eleven am quickly turns to twelve noon and there is no sign of Marcia. I call the realtor’s office and let them know that I’m waiting for her. The receptionist informs me that Marcia is out today (so nice of her to call and tell me) and they will send another realtor to my hotel to pick me up. Trying to hide my frustration, I tell them to make it quick as I’ve been waiting for more than an hour. About fifteen minutes later, a car pulls up to the lobby and a very well dressed young Asian man rus escort exits. He does not look older than 24 years old. He has short black hair and a very nice thin build. I resist the urge to undress him with my eyes, but I was losing the battle. As he approached, I see his name tag with the real estate company logo. He walks to the front desk and I hear him ask the clerk for Melanie Williams. “I’m Melanie Williams,” I say as I smile and extend my hand to the young man. “Hello Melanie, my name is Hong. Marcia could not be here today. She is not feeling well,” he explains. “I’m very pleased to meet you, Hong.” Very pleased. I say inside my head. We walk to his car and make some small talk. Nearly every word that came out of his mouth was instantly turned into an innuendo in my perverse little head. “So, what would you like to see first? Do you know what you have in mind?” he asks innocently. I tell him that I would like to see two bedroom yenimahalle escort homes with a finished basement and that I don’t have anything fancy in mind. What I really wanted to say was that I wanted to see him naked and fuck his brains out, but I knew that would be less than professional. I don’t want to kill the deal and I haven’t gotten into his pants yet. He pulls up to a small white house at the end of the block. It appears to be a dead-end street. He gets out of the car and I quickly glance at his sexy body. Some people would say that the real estate market is cold- but not where I was looking! He walks up to the front porch and goes to the lockbox and puts in the code. He takes out a small penlight and flashes a tiny beam on the top corner of the box releasing the house key. I watch as he unlocks the front door. “Realtor!” he shouts announcing his arrival no one. He turns to me. “As you can see, this house is vacant,” he explains nervously. “It is a good buy, a very good deal at only $180,000.00. This house has much potential. I’m sure you can see the potential,” he adds. I give him the once over. “Yes Hong, I see a lot of potential,” I reply barely hiding the innuendo in my voice. “Would you like to see more?” he asks. “Like you wouldn’t believe,” I replied, but he didn’t catch my meaning. “This is the living area. It is quite large. Plenty of windows with window treatment that comes with the house,” he says as we both look around. “It is important to see what you can do with the area-again I stress for you to think potential,” he said with a stronger accent. “I would like to see more, especially the kitchen,” I say to him. “Of course, since women spend most of their time there,” he replies. I’ll ignore his comment. He leads me to the kitchen. “All appliances are updated and as you can see, it is an eat-in kitchen. It has brand new countertops and walls are painted in a neutral color,” he says. I pretended to look interested in the kitchen, but what I really wanted what was inside those sharp dress slacks he was wearing. He filled them out very nicely. I bent over the counter, pressing my breasts against it. “Mmmm, I love this counter so much.