It was a cool and cloudy day in SoCal with a high chance of hard rain late in the afternoon. My wife was out of town for a couple of days.

At around 3:15 PM, I was sitting at my desk, just finishing work for the day, when the doorbell rang. As I opened the door, I saw a good-looking female in her mid-20s dressed in a knee-length skirt and blouse.

"Hi, what can I do for you?" I asked.

"Hi, first, are you Janie's dad?"

"Yes. Do I know you? Does Janie know you?"

"You may not remember me," she said. "I played on the high school soccer team with your daughter for two years. I graduated the year before her. I am Susie. How is Janie?"

"She is doing well. She is married and has a two-month-old daughter. I see a ring on your finger, so I take it you are also married?"

Susie smiled. "Yes, I got married four years ago."

"Any children?"

"Not yet."

"Now that the pleasantries are done, what brings you to my door?"

Just as she was about to answer, the predicted rain started — a huge downpour. Fortunately, Susie was under the overhang, so she wasn't in danger of getting wet.

"I am going door-to-door having each household answer a census and community awareness questionnaire," Susie explained.

"Hmmm, as a rule, I do not answer those types of questionnaires," I said. "Since I do not see a car outside..." Just then, a big flash of lightning and a large crack of thunder erupted — highly unusual for this part of the country. "...I assume you walked here either from your home or from your car parked somewhere nearby?"

"My husband dropped me off a couple of blocks away on his way to the airport for a business trip," Susie said.

"Anyone that can pick you up?"

"No, not with my husband gone."

"OK, why don't you come in and hang here until the storm passes? Wouldn't want you getting wet and sick."

"Thank you," Susie said as she stepped inside. "While I am here, I really need you to answer the questionnaire. For every 50 households that answer, I get a bonus. With each 50, the bonus increases. You will be my 150th household."

"Sorry, as I said, I do not do those questionnaires."

"Please," Susie pleaded. "With this weather, I am not going to be able to go to other houses. I will do anything for you if you do the questionnaire!"

"As a good-looking young lady, you ought to be really careful what you say," I warned.

Susie briefly interrupted, "I am 27."

"As I was saying, as a good-looking 27-year-old female, you should not say things you really do not mean, particularly to a 60-plus-year-old male."

"I meant what I said," Susie insisted.

"You will do anything to get me to do the questionnaire? If so, I can think of a way to test that statement."

Again: "Yes, I meant what I said."

With that, I invited her in, telling her to have a seat on the couch, and that I would be right back. I left the room for a short time. Upon my return, I showed Susie a small bundle of money in my hands.

"Here is what we will do," I explained. "As you see, I have a number of bills in my hand. I will offer you an amount of money to do something. If you do it, you get the money offered. I will then offer you money to do something else. Again, if you agree and do it, you get the amount offered. This continues until you say no. At that time, you take the money earned, I do your questionnaire, and you walk away."

"OK," Susie agreed.

I sat down on the couch and began. "OK then, first action. I will give you $5.00 to stand in front of me and slowly turn so I can get a good look at you."

"Simple enough," Susie said.

She stood, put on a big smile, and slowly turned around. I then set $5.00 on the couch next to me.

"Do you like to dance? Particularly slow dances?" I asked.

"Yes."

"OK. $5.00 to start a slow dance with me."

"OK."

"I am not a very good dancer, but I think I can manage a slow box step," I said. "OK Google, play music for a slow dance."

The music began to play. I stood up, approached Susie, put one hand on her side just above her hip, and took her hand in my other. I began to move with her in a box step, with an occasional twirl.

"I like this," Susie whispered. "It has been a long time since my husband has danced with me."

After about five minutes, I said, "Another $5 — making the total $15 — to move closer together, a little more intimate?"

Susie stepped back from me, looking toward the window, and listened to the rain beating against it. After about a minute she said, "OK."

I pulled her back to me and in closer, placed my hand on her back instead of her side, and snuggled my head on her shoulder while she rested hers on mine.

"You like this?"

"Yes."

We danced like that for a couple of minutes while the rain outside continued.

"Another $5, totaling $20, and we keep dancing like this, but I kiss your cheeks and neck?"

"OK, just do not leave any marks."

I pulled her a little closer and kissed her cheeks and then her neck. She gave a low moan.

"Are you enjoying this?"

"Yes," Susie replied.

"For $10 more, you can kiss me on the lips as well."

"Ah, you understand how this little game works. OK."

With the total now at $30, I looked her in the eyes and smiled. She smiled back and then looked down, a bit shy. I lifted her chin and kissed her lips. She actively participated. After her lips, I again kissed her cheeks, drawing another soft moan from her.

"$10 more, for a total of $40, to tongue kiss?"

"Hmm, getting very intimate," Susie mused. "My husband has not given me this type of attention in a while. It is just kissing."

I kissed her on her forehead, cheek, and lips, and then put my tongue against hers. She opened her mouth, and we entwined our tongues. I noticed that she closed her eyes as we kissed. We continued for about five minutes. I then moved her toward the couch. I sat down and pulled her down with me, sitting her sideways on my lap with her legs hanging to my right. She did not resist. We continued to kiss, eliciting more soft moans from her. After another five minutes, we broke the kiss.

She pulled back slightly and looked down at her wedding ring on her finger. "WOW! I cannot believe how much I am enjoying myself. I definitely should not be."

She leaned back into me and started another kissing session. I rubbed her back as we kissed, then slowly lowered my hand and squeezed her behind. Her moans seemed a little louder.

"I am enjoying this very much as well," I said. "With your agreement and another $10, we continue kissing while I place my hand on your leg and begin to rub. Slowly moving my hand up under your skirt to your panties."

"I am not sure if we should continue," Susie hesitated.

"You can stop anytime you like. The $40 is yours if you want to stop."

"Extra money is always good," Susie reasoned. "And I am definitely enjoying your attention — maybe too much. $20 and we continue?"

I made sure the money on the couch now equaled $60.

I put my hand on her left knee, and we started kissing again. She once again closed her eyes. I slowly moved my hand up her leg and under her skirt. Without my asking, she spread her legs slightly as I continued my way up. I reached her crotch, moving onto her panties, and continued between her legs. I felt the outside of her panties' gusset; it was slightly damp and warm.

"Hmm, your panties are wet. I am getting you excited."

"As I said, my husband has not given me this level of attention lately, so yes, I am reacting and enjoying it."

"$20.00 for both of us to remove our shirts?"

She unbuttoned her blouse and removed it.

"I guess that is a yes," I said as I removed my shirt as well.

"$20.00 to take off your skirt while I take off my pants?"

She stood up, let her skirt drop to the ground, and stepped out of it. She was now standing in front of me in a matching pink bra and panties set. I stood, removed my pants, sat back down, and pulled her forward so that her legs were spread over mine. I continued kissing her as I put my hands on her backside and squeezed. I got another quiet moan from her as we kissed. I placed the additional money on the pile. She looked at the $100.00 lying next to her discarded clothing.

"OK, time to remove that bra."

"Hmmm, I don't know about that," Susie hesitated.

"The rules are you can stop anytime you want. You stop now, and you have the $100.00."

She stopped and appeared to be thinking. "$25.00 more?"

I took $25.00 and added it to the pile. Susie began to reach around her back.

"Let me remove it."

She signaled okay. I pulled her back to me and continued to kiss her as I reached around her and unsnapped her bra. I then pushed her back slightly to admire her perky 34C breasts. I lifted my arms and had her remove my undershirt, after which I pulled her to me so that her bare breasts were against my chest. After a couple more minutes of kissing, I brought my hand to her right breast, squeezed it, and rolled her nipple between my fingers. Another moan escaped her. I then kissed each breast and nipple.

"I really should stop," Susie sighed. "I should be doing this with my husband, though he has not done any of this to me in a while."

I lowered my hand to her stomach and then continued down to her panties. "Hmm, your panties are now very wet. Are you sure you want to stop? There is $125 in the pile. I will add another $50.00 for us both to be completely naked and perform oral on each other."

"Hmm, that would feel SO GOOD!" Susie admitted. "My husband does not like going down on me."

I picked up her discarded clothing and the pile of money, took her hand, and led her upstairs to my bed. Once by the bedside, I lifted her and placed her on the mattress. She lay back; I hooked my fingers in the top of her panties, she raised her hips — which gave me permission to continue — and I pulled her panties off. I took my underwear off and joined her on the bed.

I started another session of kissing and began to rub her clitoris. She grabbed my manhood and began to stroke it. After a couple of minutes of her moaning, I started to work my way down her body, kissing her neck, her breasts, her nipples, down to her belly, and finally between her legs. I did a figure-eight with my tongue on her clit. While still licking her, I rubbed my fingers over her very wet intimacy. Slowly, I pushed one and then two fingers into her.

"Don't stop, right there!!" she gasped, bucking her hips as her first orgasm started. I continued to bring her through multiple waves.

I kissed my way back up her body, keeping my hips and legs between hers. She did not attempt to close her legs. Finally, the tip of my manhood was teasing against her entrance. "I will increase your pile by another $25.00, for a total of $200, if you let me enter you."

"Do you have a condom? I am not on birth control. My husband and I only use condoms."

"I do not have any condoms. Have you ever had a man bare before?"

"No!"

"WOW, you are still something of a virgin in that sense. Never had a guy bare or climax inside you. I will bring your total to $250.00 if you let me enter you bare."

"While I do want children, I don't want to risk getting pregnant now." After a short pause, with the rain still drumming outside, she added, "I will risk it, but you have to promise to pull out. My period was last week, so I am fertile. I want a baby, but that should be with my husband."

"Does not sound like he is willing to get you pregnant."

"He is reluctant right now and will not give me a clear reason."

I then pushed my hips forward and slowly entered her. I began to slowly pace myself — in and out. She started moaning softly, then louder and louder. I felt her tightening and releasing around me. Her pace increased. I put a pillow under her hips and re-entered her.

"Oh God, don't stop!" Susie cried out. "You are right on my G-spot! I am so close to another orgasm."

I felt the sensation building rapidly. "Sorry, but if I do not pull out now, I am going to cum."

"Don't pull out. I am so close. Oh, oh, don't stop, don't pull out yet!"

"I cannot hold back much longer," I groaned.

"Can't believe I am saying this — cum in me, knock me up! Oh, oh!!"

She erupted into an intense orgasm, pulling me into her. I could not hold back, and I finished deep inside her fertile warmth.

We kissed as we both collapsed in exhaustion. Starting to cry, Susie whispered, "Oh God, what will I tell my husband if you put a baby in me?"

"You have two choices. First, you can stop by a pharmacy and pick up a morning-after pill, though it may not work if you are indeed ovulating right now. Second, if you want to be pregnant, then you wait until tomorrow, put a pin through your husband's condom packages, and then have sex with him. Or you just get him to do it bare. You wait until tomorrow so that he will not detect any of my seed in you. It also gives my seed a head start at reaching your egg."

The rain finally stopped. I gave her the $250.00 promised, kissed her again, and then she picked up her clothing and dressed. I filled out her questionnaire as promised. I offered to drive her home and she accepted; but she suggested I drop her off a couple of blocks from where she lived so she could walk the remainder of the way.

I have not heard from Susie since, so I have no idea what choice she made. I really hope someday she shows up at my door with another questionnaire.