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That wild summer when he’d gone half across the country to make a lie into the truth, where she watched him dancing on stage with Powerline on national television, and then she’d been told the truth of the matter anyhow. How she’d told him the truth about how she’d fallen in love with him after his first Goofy chuckle. From that day on the two had only grown more and more in love with one another despite the wackiness of Max’s father and the suspicion of Roxanne’s own. Lasting beyond the expectations of their peers all the way to graduation until graduation day and through the summer as they awaited a reply to their acceptance letters. \n\nWhile each of them had sent requests to many colleges, they had their first choices. And both celebrated as they found their ideal colleges had accepted them! They had known the distance between Max’s more liberal college and Roxanne’s Ivy League choice would leave them separated for years, barring a few holidays. But the two of them had already planned for this eventually and were able to spend their remaining time together in blissful, and frequent, lovemaking whenever they got the chance.\n\nFor time they would be apart, each of them was given a free pass. They would be able to sleep with anyone who caught their fancy and without needing to clear it between each other and with the understanding they would not allow others to come between them. This, along with frequently video chats over DIM, would allow them to sate their base needs and keep them focused on their schoolwork. Max had also provided Roxanne with the name of an old family friend who'd help her to find a place in the town she was going to. A part-time independent realtor and the mother of Max’s friend PJ, Peg Pete.\n\nPeg lived only a few blocks away from the campus after divorcing her husband Pete. The few times she had met with Pete had painted a picture of him as loud, boisterous, arrogant, surly, and of the opinion he knew better than others. Roxanne’s only surprise was how Peg had ever gotten married to him in the first place. She was a surprisingly sweet woman who had proven sharp and professional while help Roxanne find a spot in the somewhat pricy areas around the college. After relating her funds, or rather her lack of funds, Peg had suggested a solution which she had not expected. \"Roxanne, why not rent a room from me? Consider it a favor for the girlfriend of a sweet little boy like Maxxy.\" She could barely believe her luck when the rent was...well, not cheap, but better by far than most other places in town.\n\nOf course, there were certain drawbacks. Peg's daughter Pistol was just entering high school and had the usual assortment of teenage issues beginning to crop up. While Roxanne herself wasn’t much older, she had been hoping to leave all the drama and tension of high school behind. But this was nothing compared to the trouble that her landlord presented.\n\nPeg was, to put it simply, shameless. She walked around the house in next to nothing more often than not. Tight skimpy clothing with frequent physical contact and a habit of trying to coerce Roxanne into doing as she asked. Like rubbing suntan oil on Peg’s body, sharing showers with her, or having to give Peg her opinion on a number of outfits which defied modesty by their very presence. Roxanne was absolutely certain she was doing it on purpose as well. Describing her mildly sexual misadventures with Peg was a surefire way to excite and enrapture Max though. Who had a surprise is his own less than a week into their separation by introducing a college girl he’d met named Trisha. \n\nRoxanne had long ago discovered she was a kinky sort. She liked Max to be rough, to use that natural Goof endurance to drive her to her limits. Toys and ropes and cuffs had been regular parts of their time in the bedroom. So when Max treated Trisha like he treated her, Roxanne did not feel jealousy at someone else getting to share the same experience. She felt excited! Like a cork being popped, all her feelings and frustrations flowed out In loud blissful release as she watched Max give it good to the slut. It left her in a deep sleep where kinky dreams of all sorts played out.\n\nAfter that, their talks always had a bit of sex In them. Mutual masturbation, trying to outdo one another with dirty talk, or Max managing to snag one of the college campus bimbos to give her another show. It was with a bit of guilt that she hadn’t found anyone herself. That she hadn’t been able to go out and give Max the same thrills he’d given her. And it was with the benefit of hindsight that she didn’t think about the paper thin walls of her knew home until it was too late.\n\n \"I heard you and Max having an interesting chat the other night.\" Peg said over breakfast when Pistol had needed to leave early for her all-girls private school. “You know, I bet you Maxxy would love it if you gave him a show back.\" Roxanne agreed, but recounted her difficulty in finding the right guy who’d be willing to have a one-night stand and wouldn’t mind Max watching. Mind you, she hadn’t looked as hard as she could. It wasn't a matter of discomfort. She just wasn’t sure there was room In her bed for another man besides Max. \"Tell me dear, have you ever thought of being with a woman?\" Roxanne had squirmed and then, with a need to confess, told Peg about her best friend Stacy.\n\nStacy had been Roxanne’s best friend all the way since junior high. It had been at Stacy’s house that Roxanne and half the freshman class had watched Max up on stage at the Powerline concert. As the party had wound down, she and Stacy had retreated to a guest bedroom and begun working their way through a six-pack that Stacy had snagged from her Dad. The alcohol and Roxanne’s excitement at seeing Max up on stage was why when Stacy asked if she could kiss her, Roxanne had said yes. Nor had they stopped there, both of them wound up locked in one another’s embrace, sweaty and passionate and clumsy as only teenagers experimenting can be. It was Roxanne’s first time, with a girl or anyone else. It was also Roxanne’s time getting a hangover.\n\nGuilt had gnawed at Roxanne afterwards, even though she and Max hadn’t been together technically at the time. She’d pounced him on the first date. Partly out of guilt but mostly just needing some reassurance she still liked guys. Max had taken the news surprisingly well and even joked about how she ought to give him a turn with Stacy just to make things fair. It was worth the effort to convince Stacy just to see the look on Max’s face when both girls had been sitting naked in her bedroom with a come hither look in their eyes. Turned out that Stacy wasn’t so bothered by guys as she first made out.\n\nFor the whole of sophomore year the three of them shared one another. Without the resentment or jealousy or other hundred things Roxanne had worried would come into play. But while she and Stacy were still the best of friends, the only romance was between her and Max. The day when Stacy finally found a girlfriend of her own was also when that agreement of theirs ended. Last she knew her best friend had proven to be quite the force of nature when it came to gals her own age.\n\n“Oh dear, I’m afraid there’s a big difference between little girls and real women.” Peg had taken her hand and walked towards the bedroom. “Let me show you why.” She learned why that night. Been shown things that Roxanne had never even thought to try with her two prior lovers. Peg herself had been commanding, forceful, even domineering with her. It had pushed Roxanne’s buttons to be treated rough by Max and she discovered it was not limited to her boyfriend. Of course, Peg had been more satisfied than worn-out by the end of the night. Compared to a woman half her age Peg was the more physically fit of the two.\n\nRoxanne would ask the next morning why a woman like her landlord, who seemed as straight as a ball of tangled Christmas lights, had managed to be married for nearly a decade and a half. It was with a wistful expression that Peg told her how she had gotten pregnant just after high school with PJ, feeling an obligation raise the child and thus forced Pete into holy matrimony to make sure she’d be provided for. It was five years later that Peg would realize she was gay after a particularly bad fight with her husband. Whatever kindness Pete could muster up from time to time, and the love she had for her children, help to keep going for ten years more. \n\nThe divorce happen with a surprising lack of drama from husband or wife, both of them knowing this had been a long time coming. PJ stayed with his father to finish high school while Pistol had come with her to their new home, better able to handle the changes since she was the younger of the two. Afterwards Peg had indulged in all the desires she’d denied herself with a ferocity that had turned Roxanne into squirming and aroused bundle of need when Peg had recounted each of her prior conquests in great deal. Both of them were thankful Roxanne had the day off from school...neither of them left the bedroom until the following morning.\n\nUnder Peg’s strongly worded advice, Roxanne had agreed to hold off on telling Max about this new relationship until her landlord thought it was right. “When you can put on a good show for Maxxy is when we tell him.” Roxanne had agreed, as she was still clumsy but eager in bed. It was so different being with a woman. Eventually she found herself even calling the woman Mistress and Mistress Peg outside the bedroom when they were alone, the awkwardness of the title flowing as smooth as silk after constant practice. Peg also tended to help her in her studies through motivational discipline sessions and using sex as a reward when she did well. Peg was very good at using both carrot and stick to get her way. Which was why she had some new things to show Max when Peg decided she was ready for showtime.\n\n\"I...hope you like my new accessories, Max.\" Roxanne had eased the conversation into this, starting with casual things and ramping up her boyfriend. She had sent him a message that she wanted some one-on-one time with him to make sure he wouldn’t bring home another girl. It was hard enough doing this for Max. Now she was proudly displaying her new ring piercings in both nipples and the collar bearing a plate with the word ‘Pegs’ on it to show who owned her. Both of the metal hoops in her nipples matched the set gracing the nipples of her Mistress. It brought a rush of pride and excitement whenever she thought about that. \"Mistress Peg bought them for me.\" Max looked surprised, but less so when Peg appeared from off-screen to wrap an arm around her shoulders. Roxanne suspected the sight of Peg’s tits barely contained in a pink top had made whatever concerns Max might be having shrivel and die right there. \"I'm saving money on rent by paying her in...other ways.\" She couldn't help keeping the blush off her cheeks. Nor could Max. But he wasn’t stopping her either and she continued on. \"College is expensive, after all...\" At this her voice trailed off as it became too much. Luckily, Peg was good at reading the mood and jumped in there.\n\n\"She's a good girl, Maxxy.\" That husky voice in her ear sent shivers of delight through Roxanne. Max was no less affected, perhaps even more so, for she suspected Peg had been fancied by Max when he was younger. Or at the least she’d been a source of masturbation material for his fantasies. \"We're gonna put on a little show for you...\" Roxanne held her breath as Max’s jaw dropped and his eyes turned wide as dinner plates. \"But then you probably won't hear from her for a couple weeks.\" It had taken far less persuasion than Roxanne would be willing to admit to get her to agree to such a thing. Max just stared. She was worried they’d put her poor boyfriend into shock from seeing this. \"She needs to focus on her...\" A predatory lick of the lips before the older woman continued. \"...education.\"\n\nShe was still going to miss Max. But she knew she could trust her Mistress to take care of her. To guide her and protect her. Peg would always respect her bond with Max. She knew that there would never be a moment when her Mistress would even attempt to tamper with her long distance relationship. And yet, at the same time, she wouldn’t hold back on putting Roxanne in her place or snatching her up if she did break up with Max. Peg had responded with a small playful smile and a twinkle in her eye that made Roxanne equally nervous and excited.\n\n“In a heartbeat.”\n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Story Blurb by RealityRabbit

Three long years.

Max and Roxanne had been together for three long years. That wild summer when he’d gone half across the country to make a lie into the truth, where she watched him dancing on stage with Powerline on national television, and then she’d been told the truth of the matter anyhow. How she’d told him the truth about how she’d fallen in love with him after his first Goofy chuckle. From that day on the two had only grown more and more in love with one another despite the wackiness of Max’s father and the suspicion of Roxanne’s own. Lasting beyond the expectations of their peers all the way to graduation until graduation day and through the summer as they awaited a reply to their acceptance letters.

While each of them had sent requests to many colleges, they had their first choices. And both celebrated as they found their ideal colleges had accepted them! They had known the distance between Max’s more liberal college and Roxanne’s Ivy League choice would leave them separated for years, barring a few holidays. But the two of them had already planned for this eventually and were able to spend their remaining time together in blissful, and frequent, lovemaking whenever they got the chance.

For time they would be apart, each of them was given a free pass. They would be able to sleep with anyone who caught their fancy and without needing to clear it between each other and with the understanding they would not allow others to come between them. This, along with frequently video chats over DIM, would allow them to sate their base needs and keep them focused on their schoolwork. Max had also provided Roxanne with the name of an old family friend who'd help her to find a place in the town she was going to. A part-time independent realtor and the mother of Max’s friend PJ, Peg Pete.

Peg lived only a few blocks away from the campus after divorcing her husband Pete. The few times she had met with Pete had painted a picture of him as loud, boisterous, arrogant, surly, and of the opinion he knew better than others. Roxanne’s only surprise was how Peg had ever gotten married to him in the first place. She was a surprisingly sweet woman who had proven sharp and professional while help Roxanne find a spot in the somewhat pricy areas around the college. After relating her funds, or rather her lack of funds, Peg had suggested a solution which she had not expected. "Roxanne, why not rent a room from me? Consider it a favor for the girlfriend of a sweet little boy like Maxxy." She could barely believe her luck when the rent was...well, not cheap, but better by far than most other places in town.

Of course, there were certain drawbacks. Peg's daughter Pistol was just entering high school and had the usual assortment of teenage issues beginning to crop up. While Roxanne herself wasn’t much older, she had been hoping to leave all the drama and tension of high school behind. But this was nothing compared to the trouble that her landlord presented.

Peg was, to put it simply, shameless. She walked around the house in next to nothing more often than not. Tight skimpy clothing with frequent physical contact and a habit of trying to coerce Roxanne into doing as she asked. Like rubbing suntan oil on Peg’s body, sharing showers with her, or having to give Peg her opinion on a number of outfits which defied modesty by their very presence. Roxanne was absolutely certain she was doing it on purpose as well. Describing her mildly sexual misadventures with Peg was a surefire way to excite and enrapture Max though. Who had a surprise is his own less than a week into their separation by introducing a college girl he’d met named Trisha.

Roxanne had long ago discovered she was a kinky sort. She liked Max to be rough, to use that natural Goof endurance to drive her to her limits. Toys and ropes and cuffs had been regular parts of their time in the bedroom. So when Max treated Trisha like he treated her, Roxanne did not feel jealousy at someone else getting to share the same experience. She felt excited! Like a cork being popped, all her feelings and frustrations flowed out In loud blissful release as she watched Max give it good to the slut. It left her in a deep sleep where kinky dreams of all sorts played out.

After that, their talks always had a bit of sex In them. Mutual masturbation, trying to outdo one another with dirty talk, or Max managing to snag one of the college campus bimbos to give her another show. It was with a bit of guilt that she hadn’t found anyone herself. That she hadn’t been able to go out and give Max the same thrills he’d given her. And it was with the benefit of hindsight that she didn’t think about the paper thin walls of her knew home until it was too late.

 "I heard you and Max having an interesting chat the other night." Peg said over breakfast when Pistol had needed to leave early for her all-girls private school. “You know, I bet you Maxxy would love it if you gave him a show back." Roxanne agreed, but recounted her difficulty in finding the right guy who’d be willing to have a one-night stand and wouldn’t mind Max watching. Mind you, she hadn’t looked as hard as she could. It wasn't a matter of discomfort. She just wasn’t sure there was room In her bed for another man besides Max. "Tell me dear, have you ever thought of being with a woman?" Roxanne had squirmed and then, with a need to confess, told Peg about her best friend Stacy.

Stacy had been Roxanne’s best friend all the way since junior high. It had been at Stacy’s house that Roxanne and half the freshman class had watched Max up on stage at the Powerline concert. As the party had wound down, she and Stacy had retreated to a guest bedroom and begun working their way through a six-pack that Stacy had snagged from her Dad. The alcohol and Roxanne’s excitement at seeing Max up on stage was why when Stacy asked if she could kiss her, Roxanne had said yes. Nor had they stopped there, both of them wound up locked in one another’s embrace, sweaty and passionate and clumsy as only teenagers experimenting can be. It was Roxanne’s first time, with a girl or anyone else. It was also Roxanne’s time getting a hangover.

Guilt had gnawed at Roxanne afterwards, even though she and Max hadn’t been together technically at the time. She’d pounced him on the first date. Partly out of guilt but mostly just needing some reassurance she still liked guys. Max had taken the news surprisingly well and even joked about how she ought to give him a turn with Stacy just to make things fair. It was worth the effort to convince Stacy just to see the look on Max’s face when both girls had been sitting naked in her bedroom with a come hither look in their eyes. Turned out that Stacy wasn’t so bothered by guys as she first made out.

For the whole of sophomore year the three of them shared one another. Without the resentment or jealousy or other hundred things Roxanne had worried would come into play. But while she and Stacy were still the best of friends, the only romance was between her and Max. The day when Stacy finally found a girlfriend of her own was also when that agreement of theirs ended. Last she knew her best friend had proven to be quite the force of nature when it came to gals her own age.

“Oh dear, I’m afraid there’s a big difference between little girls and real women.” Peg had taken her hand and walked towards the bedroom. “Let me show you why.” She learned why that night. Been shown things that Roxanne had never even thought to try with her two prior lovers. Peg herself had been commanding, forceful, even domineering with her. It had pushed Roxanne’s buttons to be treated rough by Max and she discovered it was not limited to her boyfriend. Of course, Peg had been more satisfied than worn-out by the end of the night. Compared to a woman half her age Peg was the more physically fit of the two.

Roxanne would ask the next morning why a woman like her landlord, who seemed as straight as a ball of tangled Christmas lights, had managed to be married for nearly a decade and a half. It was with a wistful expression that Peg told her how she had gotten pregnant just after high school with PJ, feeling an obligation raise the child and thus forced Pete into holy matrimony to make sure she’d be provided for. It was five years later that Peg would realize she was gay after a particularly bad fight with her husband. Whatever kindness Pete could muster up from time to time, and the love she had for her children, help to keep going for ten years more.

The divorce happen with a surprising lack of drama from husband or wife, both of them knowing this had been a long time coming. PJ stayed with his father to finish high school while Pistol had come with her to their new home, better able to handle the changes since she was the younger of the two. Afterwards Peg had indulged in all the desires she’d denied herself with a ferocity that had turned Roxanne into squirming and aroused bundle of need when Peg had recounted each of her prior conquests in great deal. Both of them were thankful Roxanne had the day off from school...neither of them left the bedroom until the following morning.

Under Peg’s strongly worded advice, Roxanne had agreed to hold off on telling Max about this new relationship until her landlord thought it was right. “When you can put on a good show for Maxxy is when we tell him.” Roxanne had agreed, as she was still clumsy but eager in bed. It was so different being with a woman. Eventually she found herself even calling the woman Mistress and Mistress Peg outside the bedroom when they were alone, the awkwardness of the title flowing as smooth as silk after constant practice. Peg also tended to help her in her studies through motivational discipline sessions and using sex as a reward when she did well. Peg was very good at using both carrot and stick to get her way. Which was why she had some new things to show Max when Peg decided she was ready for showtime.

"I...hope you like my new accessories, Max." Roxanne had eased the conversation into this, starting with casual things and ramping up her boyfriend. She had sent him a message that she wanted some one-on-one time with him to make sure he wouldn’t bring home another girl. It was hard enough doing this for Max. Now she was proudly displaying her new ring piercings in both nipples and the collar bearing a plate with the word ‘Pegs’ on it to show who owned her. Both of the metal hoops in her nipples matched the set gracing the nipples of her Mistress. It brought a rush of pride and excitement whenever she thought about that. "Mistress Peg bought them for me." Max looked surprised, but less so when Peg appeared from off-screen to wrap an arm around her shoulders. Roxanne suspected the sight of Peg’s tits barely contained in a pink top had made whatever concerns Max might be having shrivel and die right there. "I'm saving money on rent by paying her in...other ways." She couldn't help keeping the blush off her cheeks. Nor could Max. But he wasn’t stopping her either and she continued on.  "College is expensive, after all..." At this her voice trailed off as it became too much. Luckily, Peg was good at reading the mood and jumped in there.

"She's a good girl, Maxxy." That husky voice in her ear sent shivers of delight through Roxanne. Max was no less affected, perhaps even more so, for she suspected Peg had been fancied by Max when he was younger. Or at the least she’d been a source of masturbation material for his fantasies. "We're gonna put on a little show for you..." Roxanne held her breath as Max’s jaw dropped and his eyes turned wide as dinner plates.  "But then you probably won't hear from her for a couple weeks." It had taken far less persuasion than Roxanne would be willing to admit to get her to agree to such a thing. Max just stared. She was worried they’d put her poor boyfriend into shock from seeing this.  "She needs to focus on her..." A predatory lick of the lips before the older woman continued. "...education."

She was still going to miss Max. But she knew she could trust her Mistress to take care of her. To guide her and protect her. Peg would always respect her bond with Max. She knew that there would never be a moment when her Mistress would even attempt to tamper with her long distance relationship. And yet, at the same time, she wouldn’t hold back on putting Roxanne in her place or snatching her up if she did break up with Max. Peg had responded with a small playful smile and a twinkle in her eye that made Roxanne equally nervous and excited.

“In a heartbeat.”
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