9 comments/ 128266 views/ 4 favorites Allison & Rick Ch. 01 By: Ethan My friend Jen and I wrote this together as chain story. We had quite a bit of fun doing it so we thought we’d share it with you. We hope you enjoy it and welcome comments. * * * * * Allison was so happy the weather was finally warming up. It seemed like it went from winter to summer in a heartbeat here. She was out weeding the garden and preparing it for planting. It was really hot and she could feel the perspiration dripping down between her breasts. She took her t-shirt and tied it up under her breasts and smiled as the breeze hit her bare midriff. This look wouldn't get her a fashion award at the PTA meetings, but maybe something teenage girls were doing right now fashion-wise wasn't so bad after all. She bent down to continue weeding and saw movement in the neighbor's yard. She stood to look over the fence to see who it was and noticed the neighbor boy out throwing a ball for his dog. "Wow... he sure has grown up this year," she thought to herself as she admired his biceps and 6-pack stomach. She stooped to continue weeding with occasional glances at the yard next door. "Oh to be young again," Allison thought...realizing that if she had seen the neighbor boy when she was a teenager she would have been flirting with every fiber of her being. Finishing up in the garden she went inside for a drink of water. Pressing the cold glass against her forehead and lifting her shirt to press it between her breasts, she realized that she was still thinking of the boy. She imagined what it would be like to be with an eager sexual partner, unlike her husband whose interest in sex had declined rapidly through the years. As she imagined the boy she ran her hand around the waistband of her cut-off shorts... thinking she might have to get some relief from this feeling sometime today. ******* Rick stood staring into the woods behind his mom and dad's house as the dog ran laps around the yard. It was going to be a long summer. He had just graduated from high school with high hopes for a fun summer and a better fall at state college. All of his hopes had been dashed this morning though. Tiffany, his girlfriend, had called and broken up with him. His mom, Gloria, had informed him that they couldn't afford state college since his dad had left them practically penniless when he ran off to Las Vegas with his assistant. His dad didn't leave him the old station wagon he'd promised him for graduation. So, Rick had no escape. He couldn't even talk to his best friend Lanny because he had joined the army two days after graduation. Rick's future now included getting some crummy part-time job and attending community college. Even worse, he was stuck in the house with his mom and his sister. The two of them tortured him even more than they'd ever know. Since his dad left, they'd counted on him for all the heavy work around the house and they'd also begun to be more affectionate to him. They were always hugging and kissing him and they'd even started wearing skimpier outfits around the house. They were, in fact, driving him crazy. Rick felt his cock begin to stiffen in his shorts as he thought about meeting his sister Jean coming out of the bathroom just a few minutes earlier. She'd been stark naked except for a towel wrapped around her head. "Oh sorry," she'd said, "Only one towel in there. Now, don't look." Don't look? When those upturned breasts that he'd dreamed about were there to behold? She must be kidding. Jean's lithe 5'4" frame was full of curves. Her brown curly hair flowed gently to the tops of her shoulders and framed her doll-like face. Those beautiful breasts sat high on her chest and a rock-hard tummy led to a delightful patch of dark fur nestled between her well-tanned legs. She was a goddess, even if she was his sister. Rick had just stammered something like "excuse me" and turned toward the kitchen where his mom was standing at the sink in a sheer nightgown. The sun was coming in through the window over the sink and Rick could tell she wore nothing under the gown. Rick had quickly changed course and headed out the back door to the deck. Even the dog was all over him, but throwing the ball solved that problem. Rick wasn't sure how he could solve the rest of his worries. He needed money for school, for a car and for his family. Most of all, Rick knew, he needed to get laid. That would be the cure for the inappropriate feelings he was having around his mom and sister. That would also be the cure for the secret he'd hid from his friends in high school, at 18, Rick was still a virgin. Rick spotted Allison Sweeney working in her back yard. Even Mrs. Sweeney had tortured him some. Two nights ago, Rick had been sneaking in the back way a little late and was treated to the vision of Allison Sweeney naked in the window of their bedroom. He couldn't help but stop and watch as she admired herself in her dresser mirror, turning this way and that, while caressing her skin and her heaving breasts. Yes, Mrs. Sweeney had been the subject of Rick's fantasies for a few years now. Rick knew that her husband owned a huge car lot downtown and seemed to work all the time. Rick quickly developed a plan. Mrs. Sweeney had always been very nice to him. Her husband had paid him to do a few odd jobs over the years. Maybe, with Mrs. Sweeney's help he could talk Mr. Sweeney into a job - maybe a job that would allow him a car to drive. Sweeney Chevrolet was bound to have an old clunker he could use. With a car, he'd have some freedom and a much higher chance of coaxing some young lady into the back seat. Hey, maybe Mrs. Sweeney would want to go for a ride. He sure wouldn't mind that. So, with a renewed sense of hope, Rick headed next door. He'd get a job, a car, and get laid before the summer was out. Maybe this summer wouldn't be so bad after all. ******* Allison peaked out the window one more time, just in time to catch Rick disappearing into the house. She walked up to the shower, stripping off her sweaty clothing as she went, planning on taking a quick shower and getting ready to zip over to the mall for a few things. She gathered her clothing, dumped them in the hamper and turned on the water; her hand resting on her lower stomach just basking for a moment in the feeling of warm and wetness between her legs. She stepped into the warm water and let it run over her body. Washing the sweat and garden grime away... letting the water run over her hair and face. Massaging her breasts with soap and feeling her nipples harden. Pinching each nipple and letting out an involuntary groan as she got even more turned on. Her hands made their way down between her legs and she rubbed herself and moaned again. Closing her eyes and getting lost in the sensual feelings. Her hands continued to slip over her body and she imagined they were the hands of a lover. She couldn't get the idea of Rick out of her head since she saw him again. Remembering her fantasies of teaching a boy how to best please a woman, she continued to rub her clit harder now. Allison smirked as she thought of all the things that a man should know, and so many wouldn't know. She felt she could make this boy a terrific lover if only she got the chance to be with him. Shaking herself out of her fantasy she turned off the shower and stepped out, rubbing her body off, paying particular attention to that spot between her legs. Pulling on her robe she started to put lotion on her legs when she heard the doorbell ring. Wondering who it might be at 1:00 in the afternoon she pulled her robe on and scampered down the stairs to get the door. ******** Rick had high hopes as he pressed the doorbell on the Sweeney's front porch. Allison Sweeney would help him get a job with her husband for sure. What he saw when the door opened nearly blew his mind though. Allison was standing there in the shortest, thinnest robe he'd ever seen. Her nipples were clearly visible through the material though the overlap left the lower portion of Allison's body somewhat to the imagination. The robe didn't hide her shapely tanned legs at all. Rick was mesmerized. "Uhm.. hi Allis.. uhm Mrs. Sweeney," he stammered. "Hi Rick," she replied with a smile as she crossed her arms over her breasts, momentarily hiding her nipples from his obvious stare. "What can I do for you?" she asked. Rick blushed a little as he realized he'd been busted staring at her chest. He was even more unnerved when Allison seemed to forget and again let her arms drop down again revealing her breasts through the thin, slightly damp, pink fabric. "Well... I was uhm... wondering if you could help me with something?" Rick managed while his eyes involuntarily darted from her face to her breasts and back again. Allison seemed amused as she responded: "Well, I'll sure try Rick." "Come on in and have a seat dear." "What is it that you need help with sweetie?" Rick was glad for the opportunity to sit and attempt to both hide the rapidly growing erection in his shorts and to try to again organize his thoughts. Everything that seemed so clear just a few minutes ago had vanished from his mind. All he could think of was the beautiful woman sitting next to him on the sofa. Allison Sweeney was beautiful. Her shoulder length, light brown hair was still slightly damp and it framed her lovely face with little ringlets of curls. Her green eyes held a touch of gold and sparkled her amusement as well as her desire. Perhaps, the most alluring feature of Allison's face were the bow-shaped lips that were just full enough but which seemed to move in a thousand subtle ways to indicate her moods and feelings. As inexperienced as he was, even Rick could sense the attraction. While he might not have recognized the intensity or the urgency of it, Rick knew it was there and nearly jumped out of his skin when Allison touched his arm lightly as she brought him from his reverie. "You were saying?" "Oh," Rick practically shouted. "I need a job. Uhm.. that is.. I was hoping you could help your husband hire me... I mean, I was hoping you could help me get a job with your husband. Since my dad left, we don't have much money and I can't go to school at State so my girlfriend dumped me and I'm without a car or anything and my mom and my sister are making me hard... I mean are making it hard.. that is... difficult for me to... I'm sorry Mrs. Sweeney... I know I'm not making much sense... I'm just a little nervous is all." "It's okay, Rick" Allison comforted. "You just need to relax. I understand that you need a job. I'm really sorry that your dad left you guys in such bad shape. Now, I don't have much say-so in who Jack hires, but I think I can help you though. The first thing we need to do is get you relaxed so that you can march right up to Jack and ask him for what you want." "Gee... thank you Mrs. Sweeney." Rick interrupted. "I really appreciate you doing this for me." "Well, I haven't done anything yet Ricky." Allison paused and looked deep into Rick's eyes in a fashion that first made Rick uncomfortable. The feeling soon turned to enjoyment as Rick realized that he was being looked at not as the little boy next door but as a man... and by a very sexy and attractive woman. "I do think I know just what it will take to relax you though. In fact, I think this will do us both some good." Allison Sweeney took Rick's hand and pulled him from the sofa. As she turned and led him from the living room and down the hall of their home, the sash on her robe came untied. Allison didn't bother to re-tie it. Rick felt his hand grow moist as he let himself be lead. He adjusted the again growing erection in his shorts and tried to calm his breath as he looked at the sensual goddess in front of him. No, this summer wasn't going to be so bad after all. Allison & Rick Ch. 02 Allison had peeked through the side window to see who was at the door. When she saw it was Rick from next-door she smirked, thinking how he had caught her fresh from her shower thoughts. She pulled open the door with a twinkle in her eye and heard Rick asking for help. She thought to herself, "Well sure I can help you," and had to stop herself from giggling aloud at her naughtiness. She felt his eyes looking at her breasts and as a reflex crossed her arms in front of herself, but on second thought she let them drop, enjoying the feel of his eyes on her breasts. "What is the harm in a look?" she thought to herself. Rick had a question. Allison was in such a mood that she was hoping that he would say he wanted sexual release. She nearly giggled again and she invited him inside to talk. She had to reprimand herself in her brain to keep her from blurting out the comments that were running through her mind. When Rick said he needed a job... that was it. She filled in the blanks in her head (he needs a blow job) and felt herself getting wetter than she had been before answering the door. She sat back as he stammered uncomfortably and really looked at the boy in front of her. He seemed to be a mix between boy and man. A man's body, but a boy's awkwardness. He caught her looking at him, she could see it in his eyes and without letting her brain process what was happening she was inviting him back to the bedroom. As she was pulling him down the hallway (he was coming willingly...very willingly it seemed, she could hear his breathing quicken). Her heart was nearly beating out of her chest and she felt her robe fall open, but let it stay that way, feeling the fabric brush across her erect nipples and enjoying the feel of the air on her skin. When they got back to her room she turned to face him still holding his hand in hers. She looked in his eyes and said, "Do you think you could relax in here with me?" Rick looked into her eyes and she felt herself get even more turned on and she saw him gulp and nod. As he nodded she glanced down at his shorts and saw that he was erect. She smiled thinking about how hard and eager he is. She also surprised herself with feelings of power that she had made that happen. She took his hand and raised it to her lips and kissed the tips of each finger, flicking her tongue onto the tip of each as she went. Then she laid his hand on her half exposed breast. He froze like a deer caught in the headlights and then slowly began to slide his hand over her breast. Running the palm over the tip of the nipple and squeezing her breasts gently. He played with her for a bit, his other hand still in his pocket. Allison took his other hand with a smile and said, "try this one too." As he brought his other hand up to her breast, she moved a bit closer to him so she could feel his erection pressing against her. She tipped her head up and kissed him. Rick kissed her back tentatively at first but then with a passion she hadn't felt in a long, long time. He was an expert kisser, soft tongue, but firm at the same time. She closed her eyes and relaxed into him. Feeling his hands come around her back and grab her firm buttocks. She ran her hands under his shirt and around his back, feeling the smooth boy skin and muscles beneath his shirt. Oh how she wished he would just hoist her up and carry her over to the bed and have his way with her. Allison ran her tongue down Rick's neck feeling his pulse beating there and heard him groan. The groan made her practically crazy and she ran her hand down to touch his erection through his shorts. She led Rick over to the bed and pushed him so he was sitting on the edge. She pulled his shirt over his head and straddled him letting her robe fall open completely. She could feel her now throbbing pussy against his erection, with the shorts in between them. She gasped as she felt her breasts pressed against his bare chest. She kissed him again. Flicking her tongue into his mouth and catching his bottom lip lightly between her teeth. She moved off of him, letting her robe fall to the floor. She carefully unzipped his shorts, looking into his eyes and seeing him urging her on. She tugged them off of him and they laughed together as his hardness made it tricky to get the boxers off. She ran her hand over his hard cock and said, "Mmmm looks good enough to eat". She slipped down to her knees between his legs and licked the head of his cock. Running her tongue around the ridge and down the shaft. Teasing him. Tasting the precum. She played with his balls as she just started to slide her mouth down onto him and felt them tighten, thinking,"Oh my he is ready to come already". She considered pulling him out of her mouth to make him wait, but on second thought she didn't think he would be able to hold off, so she slid her head down and felt him deep in her throat as he came in hot throbbing bursts. She tasted him and gently sucked him until he was done. Rick had his eyes closed when she looked up to see his face. He must have felt her looking at him, because his eyes flew open and he said "Wow, Mrs. Sweeney that was amazing." She said, "Please, call me Ally." He said, "Ok, Mrs.I mean Ally". She was so wet now she knew she could come quickly. She said, "Are you ok?" He said with a grin, "Ok? Ummm yeah." Allison moved up the bed and laid down, patting the bed beside her. Rick moved up and she pulled his head into her breasts where he obligingly began to lick and suck her nipples. She moved her hips, without knowing she was doing it and felt his hands on her hips, rocking them back and forth. Allison didn't know Rick's sexual status. Had he ever been with a woman all the way before? She didn't know but didn't want to stop him, but also didn't want to traumatize the boy so she took his hand and laid it on her warm, pussy. She felt him exploring her with his fingers his breath feeling amazing on her now wet, and still erect nipples. He slid his fingers inside her and pumped them slowly at first. She moved his hand a little so that with each pump his thumb was nudging her clit. Very quickly she felt herself getting that familiar tingle and her face getting very warm. She came hard and fast on his hand. Gasping and moaning as she came. His fingers continuing to slide in and out of her now dripping pussy. She put her hand over his to stop him, being too sensitive for any more stimulation right now. Rick moved up to her face and kissed her softly on the lips. "Was that ok?" he said. "It was perfect." Which it was, partially because he was pretty good at it, but also because of the newness of the situation and the thought of being with the ball of sexual energy. Allison thought that she wanted to have a chance at this again and then had an idea. "Rick, how are you at painting?" "Painting pictures?" "No, painting walls." "Ohhhh, well ok I guess, I painted our kitchen last month for my mom." "Would you like to do some painting for me and Mr. Sweeney?" Rick's eyes flickered with something that looked like excitement and humor "Yeah, I could do some painting. What did you have in mind?" "Well we were talking about hiring someone to paint all the bedrooms and bathrooms upstairs. And with you needing a job, it seems like we can help each other out." Allison smiled as she thought of the double meaning behind that line. "That would be great, Mrs. errr Ally." "I'll talk to Mr. Sweeney about it when he gets home today, but I can't see that there will be any problems with it. We will pay you the going rate and maybe some perks for good work." Now she allowed herself to let out a big laugh and ran her finger along his partial erection. He started to move his fingers inside her again and she could have let him go on and on, but decided that this was enough for one day and it would be better to take things a bit slower. She put her hand over his and slowly pulled it out of her. Bringing it up to her mouth and sucking off each of his fingers. "We can do this again sometime if you want." "I want," he said. Allison rolled off the bed and got her robe and Rick's clothing. She handed him his clothes and he started to get dressed. At first she was afraid it would be awkward, but he almost seemed to be teasing her, in no apparent hurry to get dressed. She liked the confidence he had, that was mixed with the stammering nervousness of earlier. He finally got dressed and she slid on her robe, leaving it open at the top again so that most of her breasts were showing. She walked him to the door and said, "I'll talk to Mr. Sweeney tonight and he or I will let you know. I had a really nice time today I think we have some unfinished business too." ******* "You're going to be gone for two weeks?" Allison practically screamed. Rick didn't mean to eaves drop but he had grabbed 3 beers from the fridge and was out in the back yard in the swing enjoying the memory of that morning and dreaming of things to come. Hidden as he was beneath two sprawling sweet gum trees; he couldn't help but hear Allison's strained voice as it echoed through the open sliding glass door of the Sweeney's house. It appeared that Jack Sweeney was going out of town again and that Allison wasn't very happy about it. Apparently, Jack had received a two week hunting trip in Alaska as a bonus for selling a certain amount of cars. Allison was not pleased. "Don't they realize you have a family? Why don't they offer FAMILY vacations as prizes instead of a stupid hunting trip? I suppose you'll be taking Bob Farley with you?" Allison got louder with each question. "Why don't you just move in with him? You spend more time with him than you do with me." For his part, Jack didn't offer much in the way of a defense. He told her he needed to get away, that she would be okay and that she would see a "new man" when he got home. He went about the business of packing his bag as he was leaving in the morning... after a night spent on the sofa apparently. Later, Allison was somewhat embarrassed by her behavior. "God, when did I turn into a ranting bitch?" she thought. Among her other thoughts: "Why do I even care what he does?" and "How can I complain about what he's doing when I'm messing with the neighbor boy?" Allison walked out to the living room to offer a bit of an apology. Instead, she found Jack sleeping soundly with his packed bag and his hunting gear waiting by the front door. It didn't look like the situation was bothering Jack too much, not enough to lose any sleep over anyway. Allison wandered the house; alone with her thoughts and a glass of good red wine - her third glass at that. As she passed into the bedroom, she thought of her encounter with Rick and couldn't help but let a grin form across her face. She put the glass on the night-stand and tumbled a little unsteadily into bed. Her hands caressed the silky fabric of her nightgown as she moved them rhythmically over her sides, her tummy, and her breasts. Allison writhed as she felt that warm tingle ignite in the folds between her legs and spread throughout her body leaving goose bumps on her skin as her nipples hardened against the cool fabric of her gown. She rolled on the bed as she thought of the way she'd toyed with Rick earlier in the day and the warming between her thighs accelerated. Allison pulled the edge of the comforter and blanket between her legs until the taut edge created vibrations that threatened to send her quickly over the edge. She breathed deeply and slowed the motions of her hips as she rocked against her makeshift lover. The image of Rick standing above her as she sucked him drove her to gyrate her hips against the blankets. She could almost taste him. Again she slowed the pace as she felt herself growing increasingly wet; so much so that she knew there would be a dark spot on the material of her panties. She caressed herself; imagining that it was Rick's young hands exploring her body, rubbing up and down her legs and across her firm bottom, up her sides before caressing gently beneath her breasts. She felt the urgency in his hands and pinched hard on her nipples causing an audible moan to escape her lips as she again rocked hard against the coverlet. She was wildly chasing release now with her inanimate fabric lover. She found the effort frustrating as it didn't always hit the right spot, but she knew it was enough to get her over the top. She felt the waves rising from within as her rhythmic movements steadied briefly before their last crescendo. She pictured Rick, naked and hard, and waiting for her to instruct him. She called out to her imaginary friend, "Fuck me Rick, fuck me." as she felt the cannon go off in her loins. A cry of ecstasy escaped her as the waves of pleasure washed over her. From her curled toes to her washboard-like abs, much of her body was locked in the paralysis of her orgasm. Just as much of her body was not paralyzed at all. Allison felt the contractions in her vagina rock throughout her body as her clit throbbed for more; her mind knowing that she couldn't take it. Her breath came in short pants paired with an almost inaudible moan. That had been a pretty powerful orgasm for a mere masturbation session, even by Allison's high standards. Again, the small smile crossed Allison's lips and she thought about her soon to be "young lover" and she whispered as she drifted of to sleep: "Allison Sweeney, you need to get laid." **************** Allison ventured out the door, grabbing her handbag, and checking her hair and makeup in the mirror before she stepped outside. She looked over to the house next door and saw Gloria outside watering her roses. Allison liked Gloria although they weren't close friends, more from lack of time to nurture any deep friendship than from not enjoying each other's company. Allison called out to Gloria, "Hey girl haven't seen you in awhile, the roses look so beautiful, how have you been holding up?" She knew things couldn't have been easy with the husband leaving, but Gloria was a really strong woman. Gloria smiled and responded, "Things are ok, they are really ok. Jean just got a summer job at the pool, now if I could only get Rick motivated to find a job." "Oh he was just asking if there was anything at the car dealership, I think he really wants to find a job. I talked about it with the husband, but he didn't have anything. But I was just coming over to find Rick because I wanted to offer to hire him to be our summer painter. We need all the inside walls painted and I don't see it getting done unless we hire someone. Is Rick home?" "That is so great. He did some work for the Miller's last summer and they were very happy with the results. He is home, up in his room, doing whatever teenaged boys do in their room with the door closed. I swear when he isn't taking long showers he is in that room. Maybe it is the computer that is keeping him occupied. Why don't you just go on in and give him the good news." Gloria smiled and kept watering her flowers. Allison smiled back and went up to the front door and let herself in. "Rick, it's Ally, can I speak with you for a minute?" Rick came bounding down the stairs with a tentative smile. A cross between a nervous smile and a silly grin. Rick wasn't sure what she could be wanting, but she had seen Mrs. Sweeney, uh Allison outside taking to his mom. He had been watching his mom water the flowers from his bedroom window. From the angle of his room he could see right down his mom's tank top, and the view had hypnotized him. "I have news for you. We would like you to come and paint our house this summer, if you are still looking for some work. We will pay you what the local painter quoted us, so it should be worth your while." Rick grinned as he thought of the possibilities this could bring. He couldn't believe how his luck seemed to be changing. He also couldn't believe how great Allison looked in the blouse and skirt she was wearing. Those legs were amazing, and he remembered the breasts from his past encounter. He realized that she was waiting for his answer as he daydreamed. He brought himself back saying, "Yeah sure. I would love that kind of job. When do you want me to start?" Allison wanted him to start this very minute as she checked out his bare chest as he was wearing only a pair of athletic shorts. "I think we should start as soon as possible. I am going out for lunch but can stop and get the paint on my way home today. How about if you come over later and I can show you what the project involves and then you can start the actual painting in the morning. Oh, and Mr. Sweeney is out of town for the next week or so, so I'll give you a key and you can come and go as you please." Ally dug through her purse and found a house key to give to Rick. As she handed it to him she put her other hand on his arm, "Thank you so much for doing this, it really will be worth your while." Rick was already getting excited just from being so close to Allison after their time together. It felt very surreal to be standing with her in his foyer. When she touched his arm he could feel himself getting hard. Oh man all she has to do is touch my arm and I am hard, I really, really need to get laid this summer. Then he was amazed as her hand left his arm, brushed against his erection, and she went back to zipping up her purse. "See you later today Rick." ********************* Allison touched the silky fabric of a dark red and black bustier and considered how Rick might like her in it. She thought maybe it would be a little aggressive and she wandered further down the aisle of the lingerie store. This trip had started out as a trip to the paint store but she couldn't resist the pink and purple sign as she drove by. It was fun to shop with the intent of pleasing a lover... something she hadn't done in some time. She finally settled on a simple silk gown in a creamy color that complimented her skin and hair and which made her green eyes seem to glow. She wondered if she'd actually get to wear it for Rick... or if they'd simply rip each other's clothing off the next time he came over. The next stop at the paint store took much less time. Very quickly, Allison was headed home with ample quantities of paint, brushes, pans, and drop cloths. She was almost too distracted to drive as images of Rick flashed through her mind. She saw him shirtless; painting the bedroom, then later climbing naked into the shower to clean up... and holding the shower curtain for her to join him. After the second horn blew at her for her erratic driving, Allison decided to focus a little more on the road and less on the spectacular young man who was so eager to do what she needed done. Rick met Allison in the driveway and helped her take in the paint and other supplies. Allison blushed as Rick picked up the lingerie bag along with a sack full of drop-cloths. "Uhm... why don't I take those bags and you get the roller trays and liners?" Allison suggested. She didn't want Rick seeing the gown too soon. Frankly, Allison was nervous with her anticipation. She knew that she would end up in bed with this gorgeous young man very soon and she was both jittery and practically "swimming" in her excitement. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself as she thought: "Calm down girl, take this slow and enjoy every minute of it." But her heart was beating out of her chest each time she passed Rick in the doorway while they carried in the goods. Rick felt the excitement too. Oddly, the closer he got to Allison the more calm he became. Rick was beginning to understand that this beautiful creature had as many worries as he did and that together they could take care of many of them. He felt his confidence grow in the knowledge that soon they would love each other's troubles away. "I'd like to start in the bedroom Rick." Allison called to him as they carried in the last of the packages. Rick followed her down the hall to the rather large room. Allison stood just inside the room and she surveyed it; trying to figure out where to start. They'd have to move the furniture to the center of the room and even take some of it to the garage. Allison turned around suddenly, powered by her nervousness, and found herself in the strong young man's arms. She could smell fresh soap and feel the taut skin stretched over his young arms. Allison bit nervously at the corner of her lip as she looked up at him. "I suppose we should start with the bed." she stated as she looked into Rick's gentle eyes.