Sigh, another crappy winter's day, bloody snow, lousy cold.

Looking through my front window I could see that yet another day off would be ruined. The snow falling outside commanded me to leave the warmth and comfort of the house and go to shovel that crap off the sidewalks and driveway. What a waste of a Saturday. I sipped my coffee and stood blankly staring out the window, dressed in my favourite grey sweatpants and white T-shirt. I was looking for a sign, something to tell me that the snow would end and maybe, just maybe, Mr. Sun would melt my troubles away.

Then I saw her, a slim and beautiful girl dressed in black stretchy sweats and a lovely pink jacket. She was about 4 foot ten inches, clear complexion with just a tuft of brown hair sticking out from her cute white toque. She had sexy black boots and black knitted gloves. She was gorgeous and most importantly... She had a shovel.

The front door bell rang and I jumped to answer it. Opening the door I barely had time to speak when she blurted out her sales pitch.

"Hi, I'm Kimmy, can I shovel your walk?" She asked in one quick sentence.

What was I to do, here was a beautiful, industrious and hard working young girl, wanting to improve the national economy and I was in no position to stop her. I said, "Yes."

"Great," She smiled a big gorgeous smile that made me cum in my sweatpants.

"yeah," I said, "Just come in the back way when you're done and I'll pay you."

"Okay." She immediately got to shoveling the snow and I closed the front door. "Yes." I said to myself.

I walked into my bedroom and got my wallet, the smallest bill I could find was a hundred dollar bill. 'Fuck it, it's worth every penny,' I thought. I am a very lazy man and will do anything to get out of work. I brought the money to the kitchen and watched as Kimmy cleared the sidewalks. She was doing a great job. The snow was only three inches deep or so but she put a lot work into it.

I started to boil water for some hot chocolate, the instant mix stuff. I figure I should at least be nice to her.

After a few minutes the back door bell rang and I let Kimmy in.

"Brrr..." She stated as she entered the back door. "Well, it's all clear."

"You are quite the energetic one," I commented as I watched her come in.

"Yeah, well you are my first," She said, "Customer."

"Right," I smiled, "I've made some hot chocolate, would you like some?"

"Mmmm... "She hummed, "I really shouldn't. I have to go clear more sidewalks."

"Right," I agreed, "Need that money to pay the bills."

"Yeah," She sighed.

"Well," I said, "Here you go, to a job well done." I handed her the one hundred dollar bill.

"Really??" Her eyes lit up.

"Yep, all yours and worth every penny." I smiled.

"Hmmm..." She pondered, "I was expecting it to take all day to make this. Maybe I will have that hot chocolate."

"Great," I smiled, come on in. I walked inside the kitchen as she took off her boots and came inside. "So tell me about yourself, Kimmy."

"Well, I don't get an allowance," She started as she stepped into the kitchen. I turned around to look at her just as she removed her snow covered toque and shook her shoulder length hair out. Wow.

"Well, that's just sad," I commented, "Every girl deserves an allowance."

"I know, right," She moaned sarcastically as she removed her pink jacket and revealed a tight black T-shirt. Her titties were practically non-existent, merely nipples poking through the cotton. Her tight stretchy pants clinged beautifully to her tight little pussy, like a smooth curve with just a tiny plump bulge. Gorgeous.

"How old are you, Kimmy?" I just had to ask.

"I'll be fourteen next month." She answered. "I need money for my birthday too."

"Ouch," I commented, "Sorry about the economy."

"Yeah," She sighed,"My mom's single and going through a rough a time, I hear about it a lot."

I finished mixing the hot chocolate and handed Kimmy her mug. She took it and turned around to sit down at the table. Her ass was so beautiful. A gorgeous young tight bubble butt. I don't know what came over me but I reached my hand out and touched it. I came in my pants again and was scared of how she would react.

Kimmy stopped and let my hand just rest gently on her bum. She drank the hot chocolate slowly and smiled at me with a nod. "It's good," She said, "I like it."

My hand was still on her bottom cheek, gently rubbing her. "The hot chocolate, you mean," I smiled with relief, "Thank-You." My hand gripped a bit tighter for a second and then gave her a light spank on the cheek. I was going to spank her a second time but she turned suddenly to face me and my landed on her pussy. She smiled as I stroked it gently, that stretchy spandex was so fucking smooth and oh my God was I hard.

Kimmy looked down and saw my hand still feeling her little twat. She sipped some more hot chocolate and began to tremble.

"Sorry, I'm kinda nervous." She apologized.

"No, no," I stated, forgetting that my hand was still feeling her pussy. "It's my fault,"

"It's just," Kimmy started, "everybody says I should hate this and not do it, truth is I like it." She sipped more cocoa.

"You are very mature for your age," I commented.

"At times I can be." She agreed, "I watch my mom and a whole bunch of her boyfriends have moments but nobody wants to touch me."

"Over-protective, huh?" I commented softly as I felt around and started working her slit.

"No," She sighed, "Neglected, they don't like me..."

She knew what was going on and her hormones were in overdrive. She was getting wet in the panties as her knees got a little weak. Kimmy put the mug of hot chocolate on the counter just time before she got weak in the knees and fell into my arms.

"Ohhh, Kimmy," I moaned as I embraced her tight little body. She held me as I grabbed her ass with one hand and continued feeling her pussy with the other. Her pants were soaked now and I knew if I let her outside with wet panties, she'd catch pneumonia.

To Be Continued...