4 comments/ 17994 views/ 6 favorites The Blob By: xigbar94 Amber was walking home from work. The people that were still out were all staring at her. All the attention makes her feel good about herself. She thinks to herself that she has a nice body, long brown hair to her mid back, nice c cup boobs, and a nice ass that all the guys like. As she is walking through the park to get home she hears unusual noises. They sounded like loud crushing sounds coming from the old factory. She thought nothing of it until she seen a blur in the trees. She then remembered something the guys were talking about before she left work. They were talking about some animal that escaped in town. She started to hurry up through the park. She got to the other side of the park and was almost home. She just had a few more blocks to go. She finally got to her apartment. She took her shoes off and went to make something to eat. She found some leftover chicken from the night before. She started to hear it up and went to her room to change into something else. When she got back to the kitchen her food was just about done. The microwave dinged and she got her food and went to sit down and eat in the living room. She was trying to find something to watch but it started to rain so it knocked out the satellite signal. So she finished her food and went on the computer. She went to see what escaped in town. She found out it was a tiger and they got it this afternoon outside of town. It was late so she went to her room. She was changing into clothes for bed but was looking at herself in the mirror. She liked her body she had a nice slim body with curves in all the right spots. She got in bed and went to sleep. The next morning she did not have work so she decided to go for a jog in the park. She got on some tight jogging shorts and shirt. She got to the park and she could not get in cause the police had it blocked off. So she went to jog on the dirt path not that far from here. It started by the old factory. She thought that the old factory was no longer in use but there were people working there. They looked like scientists. She got to the trail head and started her jog. She passed one person on the trail. She got to the end of the trail and was looking at the waterfall to the left of the trail. She started on the way back when she heard the same noises from last night. She once again thought it was the factory. She got back to her apartment and took a shower. When she got out she got some lunch and sat down to watch tv. She finished lunch and decided to go shopping with a friend. She called her friend Stacy to see if she wanted to go. Stacy said yes so she went over to her house down the street. They started at a little boutique and she bought a dress that she liked. They went on shopping for a few hours then they went home. Amber put away her clothes and went out to get dinner with Stacy. They both went back to Amber's apartment to watch a movie they rented. It was about a women chasing her dreams and prevailing. Stacy leaves and Amber goes to bed. For some reason she can't sleep so she goes and watches some TV. She starts watching the news and they say that the old factory by the park had some residue of an unknown contaminant. She thinks back to when she seen the scientist and guesses that is why they were there. She tries to go back to bed and falls asleep in a few minutes. She wakes the next morning to get ready for work. She gets something to eat and heads to work. As she is walking through the park she hears that noise again. She gets to work and starts waiting tables at a restaurant. People always tipped her pretty good because she was nice and started conversations with people and the guys like her. She gets to the end of her shift and is counting her tips for the day and her boss says looks like you did well today. Amber says thank you and continues counting her tips. She ends up with 132 dollars in tips and it's the end of the month so she gets paid. She went to her boss's office to get her paycheck. She leaves work and starts to head back when her boss stops her to tell her that she has the weekend off work. She thanks her boss and heads home. She gets to the park and hears the sound again but it seems closer than before. She continues on and in the corner of her eye sees something moving really fast through the trees. She stops for a second to see if she can see what it is but can't see anything. She turns around and screams no one can hear her due to the fact that it is late and no one is in the park but her. She sees a translucent blue blob in front of her. She starts running and the blob lets her. All of a sudden the blob is in front of her and she runs right into it. She puts her arms out to stop from funning face first but her arms start going into it. She stops going in at about her elbows. And the blob just stays there as she thrashes around trying to get free from the blob. But she does not realize she is going further into the blob. When she realizes it useless and that she touching it with her boobs, she realizes the more she thrashes the more she goes in to the blob. She stops moving and the blob all of a sudden starts to move away from her. Amber thinks it is going to let her go but she is mistaken. Instead the blob lets her go completely and then disappears. She thinks it left but she fells herself being sucked into something. It's the blob and she screams again. The blob sends a tentacle like thing out to cover her mouth. The blob starts to take her into the forest towards the old factory. The blob stops in front of the factory and goes around back and goes in through a big chunk missing out of the side of the building. The blob ties her to an old chair in the factory and the blob leaves. She starts thinking about what it is going to do to her. Then she remembers the news saying they found a residue of some unknown contaminant. Then thinks it had to be that that made this thing. Then she hears that noise again from the park and the trail. The blob is eating the shrapnel of metal behind the factory. It starts to eat other stuff out there to. It finds a piece of wood to eat and the blob start to grow bigger. It eats another piece of wood and it grows once again. It is know about double its size. Amber seemed to of fell asleep. She wakes up in the old factory and sees the blob in front of her again and screams but stops remembering the blob will just stop her from screaming. So she look the blob over and just sees a translucent blue blob but sees that it is bigger in size and freaks out. She thinks it has grown by about double and is twice the size of her 5'8 body. The blob unties Amber and she thinks about what to do. She decides to try to run again but barely makes it to the door of the room she is in when she is grabbed by the waist by a tentacle. She knows that it is the blob. The blob drags her back to where it is. Amber decides to look around the room for something to help her to get away. She sees a piece of wood and runs for it. She gets the piece of wood but does not fell the blob dragging her back again and guesses it's because she is not going for the door. So she runs for the door and is dragged back to the blob proving her point but she is right and wrong. As she is being dragged back she gets ready to hit the blob. She hits the blob but the wood just goes into it and disappears. The blob start to grow bigger, it is about 6'7 know. Amber thinks what just happened it just grew from absorbing the piece of wood. She guesses that if it eats it grows. But it's just what's on the wood that makes it grow but she does not know that. The blob still has her by the waist but suddenly lets her go. She just stays there not sure of what to do. All of a sudden the blob disappears. But is has just covered the whole room with itself. She sees this and thinks she is basically inside the blob. She looks around and the chair which was the last thing in the room is gone. She is the only thing in the room except the blob covering the room. Then tentacles shoot up out of the floor and grab amber around the ankles, wrists, and waist. The rest tear off her shirt and pants. She starts thinking what the blob is going to do to her and starts to scream and bed the blob to stop when a tentacle shoots into her mouth and all you hear is "mhh mhhhm". The blob starts to move the tentacle in her mouth in and out. Then the other tentacles start to play with her boobs, pulling on her nipples and warping the tentacles around them through her bra. Then they stop and remove her bra and attack her boobs once again. She tries to bit the tentacle in her mouth but it just gets thicker and deeper down her throat. She stopped doing that and started to thrash around so the blob wrapped her ankles, wrist and waist tighter so she stopped that and just gave up trying to get loose but she was still trying to scream but that was no use. But she was not just going to jet it do this to her. So she was trying to think of a way to get away. The blob tears her panties and starts to rub her clit. Then the blob start to secrete a slim out of it but she does not notice. More tentacles go down to play with her pussy and ass. She starts to notice the slim as her ass and pussy become really wet and her face. She starts to taste it and thinks it tastes sweet. She starts to suck the tentacle in her mouth. Then the blob sticks a tentacle in her pussy and she tries to scream but you don't hear anything but "ahhhh". The tentacle goes further into her pussy until it is at her cervix and tries to push it further but can't. The tentacle starts to fuck her and she is still screaming "ahhh aahhh". The blob starts to tit fuck her as other tentacles suck and pull on her nipples. Amber is crying as the blob is fucking her. But she is enjoying the sweet slim. The tentacle in her mouth starts to cum and it tastes sweet to. The tentacle is still coming and it is starting to come out of her mouth a little. Then the one fucker her tits cums all over her tits as the other one is still in her mouth. The tentacles are still cumming all over her face and tits they are glazed in cum. The tentacles let one arm go so she can wipe her face. But as she gets it out of her eyes and nose the tentacles grab her again with more tentacles. The blob cums in her at the same time she cums. She sees fireworks as she cums and gets filled up. The blob then lets her go and is suddenly in front of her again. She is covered in come from head to toe and her pussy is dripping with cum. She tries to run again to the door and she gets to the door and looks back but she is not being dragged back. So she goes back to the blob and touches it. She pulls her finger away and there is a purple slim on it then she falls to the floor and falls asleep. She wakes in her apartment sore and she remembers why. But she is not covered in come anymore and is in her apartment. Little does she know the blob is under her bed? She gets up and stretches and goes to get something to eat. But before she can leave she is dragged back. She screams and the blob covers her mouth. To be continued... The Blob Ch. 02 Amber screamed as the blob pulled her under the bed. But it was just a vision. She was just really scared of what happened the day before. She thought about calling in sick to work, but she thought that is what she needed to get her mind off things. So she got ready for work. She gets to work early and talks to her boss about the old factory. He said they cleaned it up and started demolishing it today to build a resort. Amber says she can't wait for it to be finished. She starts her shift and the first table she waits is kind of rude to her but that does not put her down. She just gives them there food. But when she goes back to give them their check they apologize for being rude and say they just had a fight. She says that's ok. They pay the check and they tipped her good. Finally the end of her shift she checks with her boss that there is nothing she needs to do. So she counts her tips and she mad 123 dollars. She heads to the bank and deposits the money and see how much she has in her account. Then she heads home. Once she is home she decides to watch the news. She finds what her boss said is true they are opening a 5 star resort. It is estimated to be done by the end of the year. She figures that's only 5 months. She gets really exited again. She realizes what time it is and orders some food from the pizzeria down the street. The pizza arrives. She pays the guy and goes and sits down to eat. She opens the box and sees the blob and closes her eyes and opens them and the blob is gone. She eats the pizza and goes on the internet to research mutations. She does not find much other than what she already knows except one fact that mutations can multiply. She goes and takes a shower. When in the shower in the corner of her eye she sees the blob. But it's gone again. After taking a shower she decides to call the doctor in the morning. She goes in the closet to find a nighty to sleep in. She finds a red silk nighty and puts it on. She climbs into bed and start thinking about the day before. She soon falls asleep. She suddenly wakes up from a nightmare to hear the phone ring. She answers the phone to find its Stacy. She says she just got home to find her apartment was broken into. Amber tells her to call the police. She says she already did and there on their way. Stacy asks amber if she could come over to her apartment. She says that fine. So she throws some close on to go over to her friend's house. When she gets there Stacy answers the door and hugs her. They both go into the apartment and talk. A few minutes later the police show up. They ask Stacy a few questions and they look around for anything. They say they don't see anything. They ask if anything is missing she says no I just came home and the place was torn apart. The cops ask if she has anywhere to go so they can investigate more. Amber says she can stay with me. The cops say ok and leave. Amber tells Stacy to grab some stuff. Stacy goes a gets some close and they leave. They get back to ambers apartment and start talking. They both get changed and go to bed. Stacy says she is to scared to sleep by herself. So they both sleep in ambers bed. They wake the next morning. They get some breakfast. Amber says she has to go to work in a bit and goes to get ready. She forgets to make an appointment with the doctor. Stacy asks if she can go with her to work. She says that's fine. When they leave they run into ambers old boyfriend. They start talking but nothing happens. They finally get to her work and amber checks with her boss if Stacy can stay her for the day. He says that fine but she has to do something. He says she can sort those papers for me then have her ask me if there is anything else for her to do. Amber goes and tells Stacy that she can stay but she has to sort papers and whatever else her boss says to do. She goes and starts her shift. Time flew because before she knew it her shift was over. She went and got Stacy who was cleaning the boss's office. She says it's time to go. The boss says by and they go and get something to eat before they go home. They stop at a Chinese place and get food. They sit down and order there food. They eat and talk about the day. Stacy says she had to sort paper and clean your boss's office. Well he said you had to do something if do wanted to stay. They finished and left. When they got home they sat down and found a movie to watch. They ended up watching the Blind Side. When the movie was over they went and got changed for bed. Stacy wanted to stay up a little longer so amber went to her room. About 2 minutes later Stacy pulls out a dildo and starts to play with herself. A few minutes later amber came out to get something to drink Stacy did not here the door open. Amber sneaks up on her and yells "boo", Stacy jumps and tries to cover her body but amber had taken the pillow already. Stacy starts complaining and making excuses and amber says I don't care your just reliving stress. Stacy starts to calm down and amber says lets finish what you started. Amber picks the dildo up and starts to put it in Stacy when she starts complaining again. Amber just says it's ok. They start to mess around finally Stacy cums and Stacy says it's your turn. Amber says hold on a second and leaves the room and comes back with a double sided dildo. They both dive right in and have some fun. Stacy puts it in amber then amber puts it in Stacy. They both start gyrating their hips and moaning. Amber cums not that long after they started then Stacy cums a few minutes later. Amber sees something out the window but thinks it's another vision. They then decided to go to bed after cleaning up. They wake up and amber remembers she needs to go to the doctor. She tells Stacy she needs to make an appointment at the doctor. Stacy says ok and amber goes to call the doctor. She gets an appointment at 9 A.M. which is in an hour. She asks Stacy if she will go with her and Stacy says that is fine. They both get ready and leave for the doctors. When they get there they sign in and sit down. The doctor calls amber and she gets up and Stacy asks if she wants her to go with her. Amber says just wait here it won't be long. So amber fallows the doctor into the room. The doctor asks what is bothering her. She says I have been seeing these things everywhere mostly in my house. The doctor asks when's the last time you had this happen was and she says last night out my window. The doctor says ok and what exactly are you seeing. Amber says I'm not sure exactly it's a dark shape. She then says well it's not that I'm seeing them there like visions or something. Like the other night I seen it on my pizza. The doctor asks have you had anything stressful happen lately or something bad. She says ya about few days ago. But that was nothing. The doctor says well I think your brain is over stimulated because of this so I'm going to give you a relaxer. This is just to ease the brain. Amber says thank you and is on her way. She gets Stacy and they head down the street to the pharmacy to get the medicine. They waited a few and got the medicine. They went home and relaxed amber took the medicine. And they relaxed till she had to work this afternoon. She woke up Stacy and told her she was going to work and Stacy went back to sleep. When at work she had some weirdo try to grab her ass but her boss happened to be right there and stopped the guy. Her boss dealt with the guy outside when he came inside he handed her 20 dollars. She asked what this was for he said his dinner. Her boss said to keep it and went back to his office. She went on with her shift. It started to rain so she called Stacy to come pick her up after her shift. She waited a few more tables counted her tips and waited for her ride. Stacy showed up a few minutes later to pick her up. When they walked through the door amber felt something but she was not sure what. They went in and took the wet clothes off and put them in the dryer. They both sat on the coach to relax when they both heard a loud noise from the kitchen. They checked it out and it was just a pot that fell off the rack. They went back to the coach. They started talking about guys then decided to get some ice cream. They went a few blocks and they were in front of a cold stone. They went in and got some ice cream. They left eating there ice cream. By the time they got back they had finished the ice cream. They went in and talked again. Stacy decided to take a shower before bed but when she got up she slipped on something slippery. But when she looked to see what it was there was nothing there so she told amber her leg was asleep. But when she looked at the bottom over foot there was a slimy substance. She thought nothing of it other than to wash it off. When she finished her shower she walked out into the living room wrapped in a towel. As she was walking she slipped again when she looked down she could have sworn she seen a slimy blob but it disappeared again. Amber came over to help her but she slipped to. Next thing they know they are tangled up in something. They both look around to see they are bound by tentacles. They both scream but their mouths have tentacles in them. The blob starts laughing at them. Then talks to amber saying you thought I was gone. She just fight against the blob and the blob tightens the tentacles around them. Then the blob says did you tell your friend about me. Amber screams again. The blob says I guess that's a no considering she is crying and scared you look scared to. I don't know why you are scared we had such a nice time before at least I did. Amber bites the tentacle in her mouth and the blob cries in pain and lets them go. Amber screams lets go Stacy and yells looks like you developed feeling at the blob. They run out of the apartment and out the building. They get in ambers car and drive away to the police station. But they do not know that the blob hitched a ride. When they get to the police station they run in and start yelling at the lady at the front desk. The lady says to calm down my name is Emma tell me what happened. Amber asks if there is anybody else here. Emma says no it is just me right know the rest are on a job right know. Emma says well I am here so tell me what happened. So amber and Stacy start to tell their story when someone come over the radio and says we need back up. Emma replies back up being sent. Amber asks where is the back up. They are on a case looking for something I will just have to call them away to help the others. Emma goes on the radio to tell the other officers what to do. Emma asks them to continue the story. Stacy says we were attacked by something. Emma asks what was it that attacked you. Stacy says I don't know some kind of oww. Amber says we do not know as Stacy looks at her angry. Emma says ok so something attacked you we do not know what. What did it look like? Stacy blurts out it was some kind of blob. Amber looks at her and says why did you say that know they are not going to take us seriously. Emma says ok so some kind of blob attacked you. They both say yes even though amber thinks it was stupid to tell her this. Little do they know the blob slid under the door of the station and was hiding in the corner this whole time. The blob finally decides to attack them all. They all scream as they are grabbed by the blob. Emma asks amber and Stacy if this is what they were talking about. They both shake their heads yes and scream let us go to the blob. The blob laughs at them and says know why would I do that when I have three people know. The blob says you know amber you were not seeing things that last few days I was there watching you. I was going to attack you earlier but you got the phone call to go get your friend so I waited till she got comfortable then attacked you both. Then you escaped me and ran here I just hoped on the car and was not noticed. I was going to attack when you left but this other person was the only one here so I attacked you all. They all screamed to be let go and the tentacles just tightened. The blob ripped their clothes off and threw them aside. Dragged them back to ambers car and threw them all in the car but before they could do anything they were bound again as the blob started the car and drove away. It drove them out of town but before they got to the edge of town some women heard muffled screams as the car drove by her house. The blob seen the women open the door and stopped the car and reversed. The blob though it could have four women instead of three. The lady looked at the car as it reversed then stopped in front of her she screamed when she seen the blob and women in the back bound by tentacles. As she ran away the blob grabbed her and dragged her through the window of the car and bound her with tentacles. The blob drove off once more as the women screamed in the back. The blob decided to change that as it was driving so more tentacles appeared and ripped the other women's close off and shoved tentacles in all their mouths and deepthroated them all. As the blob emitted its slime they started sucking the tentacles. The blob tuned off a dirt road out of town. The women were sucking the tentacles away. Then the car suddenly stopped at a little cabin. The blob got out of the car releasing the women and they screamed but no one was going to hear them in the middle of nowhere. They tried to run but Emma, Stacy, and the other women were grabbed. Amber ran but tripped as she looked back to see if she was about to be caught or not. She was suddenly grabbed and dragged back with the rest of them. The blob said you almost got away but sadly you tripped. The blob dragged them all in the cabin and opened some door in the floor. And dragged them all down there and Released them and the blob went back up the stairs and closed the door behind it with a "clink". Amber tried to open the door but it was locked. They all sat down and asked who the other women was. She said her name was Shelby. Amber said this is Stacy that is Emma and I'm Amber. Emma asked how old we all are. Amber said I'm 24, Stacy said I'm 23, and Shelby said I'm 27. Emma said well I'm 29. Shelby asked what does it want with use. Amber said it wants to fuck us. Stacy ask what was it taking about before when it said you had fun last time. Amber said well e few days ago it attacked me and dragged me into the old factory. Stacy asks the one that is being turned into a resort. Amber says yes and it took me to some room with only one chair. I tried to run away a few times but it just kept grabbing me and finally the one time I did not run for the door I did not grab me it just watched to see what I was doing. I picked up a piece of wood and ran at it to see if I could hit it I did but it just absorbed it and grew. Them it spread out all over the room covering everything. Then it grabbed be and ripped off my clothes and raped me. Stacy asks so why did you not tell anyone. Amber says cause who the hell is going to believe I was raped by a blob. They all say good point. So it is going to rape us all. Amber says I guess that is what it did to me and tried to at my apartment but I looks like it has developed feeling because the first time I tried to bite me it did nothing but when I bit it earlier it felt pain. I think it might be developing new things because it could talk to. They heard a car start and drive away. They look out the little window to see what it was. It was Amber's car driving away. Stacy says so the blob left let's try to get out. Amber says the window is way too small to go through the door is locked there is nothing in the room that we can see so let's feel around for anything useful. They find a piece of wood, a rock, some string and a metal bar. What can we do with this asks Stacy. Shelby says we could whack it with the metal pipe, you said it feels pain maybe that would by use enough time to get to the car and drive away. Amber says how do we get the keys. Emma says I don't know if the blob would take them out of the ignition. After a few more minutes they hear the car drive up again. They look out the window and see the blob with two other women dragging them into the cabin. They plan to whack the blob with the pipe and stick and throw the rock at it. They get ready as the door opens and they get a clear shot they try to whack the blob but the blob has the women in front of it and a third unseen women. There plan back fired. The blob grabs them all and goes into the room against the room and puts them all against the far wall. And releases them all and the blob is gone. The door is locked again as the women try to open it but it does not move. They all sit down again including the new ones. They say their names are Ruth, Lacy and Amy. Amber says there are now seven of use here. Amber asks the three new women were they came from. Ruth said she was taking a bath when that thing was the water for a second then I was out of the tub and next thing you know I'm here. Amy said I was taking a walk when it just grabbed me and pulled me into the car then just like Ruth next thing you know I'm here. Lacy said I was just done work went out the back door and I was grabbed then I was here. Stacy Says Wait Amy and Lacy both have their clothes. They have to have something in there pockets we can use. Lacy says I have a phone but I don't have any signal. Amber says try to find one in this room. Amy do you have anything. Amy says ya a cell phone and some gum. Stacy tells her to try and find a signal to. Amy finds Signal by the window but its only one bar. Try to call the police. She dials 911 and gets someone on the other line. Amy says we need help we have been kidnapped. The person asks do you know where you are Amber says were on some dirt path down the highway out of town. The person asks what highway. Amber says we don't know cant you trace the call and hurry we don't know how long the signal will last. The person says ok we are tracing the call you need to stay on the line for 3 seconds. Amber says ok we will try. Stacy says we are saved. The person said we are sending police to your location. Amy says ok and hangs up. Few minutes later the police sirens come down the dirt path. The blob is startled and goes out front and see the police cars. The blob just lets the police out of the car and then attacks them. It grabs them all and takes their weapons and throws them aside. The blob then takes them in the cabin as they are all screaming. The 5 police officers are then separated and two more women are thrown into the room with the others them. The blob ties the men up and puts them in another room. The two women that were thrown into the room with the rest get up and ask what is going on. Emma Says we were kidnapped and brought here we found a signal and called 911 but that did not help. The two new officers ask for names and ages. They all say there ages Amber 24, Stacy 23, Emma 29, Shelby 27, Amy 31, Ruth 21, and Lacy 19. The officers say their names are Liz and Sarah and were 34 and 30. Suddenly the blob opens the door and grabs Amber. Then the door is closed again. The blob ties her to a chair and talks to her. Amber just sticks her tongue out at the blob. The blob slaps her and she screams. The blob asks did you call the police. Amber says it's odd how you can suddenly talk. The blob says I learned to speak and somehow gained feeling. The blob says so back to my question did you call the police. Amber says yes why do you ask. The blob goes back in the room and finds the phone and leaves. Amber watches as the blob breaks the phone then eats it. She notices that is grows a little. She says so you grow when you absorb stuff. The blob says yes if you noticed I'm a lot bigger than our last meeting at the factory. Amber gasps as she notices that it has at least doubled in size. The blob asks so was our little meeting fun for you at the factory. Amber says no you raped me and know you kidnapped 9 women and 3 men. What do you plan on doing with use all? The blob says the men will be drugged so they don't remember and let go as for the women that I have accumulated you will wait and see what is in store for you. The Blob Ch. 02 The blob leaves the room reappears with the men leaves the cabin and drives away. Amber is left tied to a chair. She tries to get out but the chair is bolted to the ground but it is loose. She jumps around for a few minutes and the chair is free she falls over in the chair. She tries to get untied but cant. Then she hears the car come back down and turnoff. The blob comes in rights the chair and say now you will be punished for not staying put. The blob grabs her and unties her. Then her mouth is filled with a tentacle. Another tentacle slams into her pussy. She screams in pain but nothing comes out then the tentacle starts going in and out. The tentacle in her mouth is taken out. She says stop please don't do this. The blob then puts a tentacle to her asshole. She says please don't it still hurts from last time. But the blob puts the tentacle in her. She screams in pain this time it is heard and the women in the room start to wonder what is going on up there. The blob then puts two tentacles on her boobs and pulls on her tits. The tentacle is put back in her mouth and deepthroats her she starts to gag but the blob does not show any mercy. The blob puts another tentacle in her pussy and she tries to scream. She starts to cry and passes out when she wakes she has come all over her and leaking out of her pussy and asshole. The other women ask if she is ok. She says just sore. When was I put back down here? Stacy says about an hour. Amber asks how long was I up there. Stacy says you were up there for hours we heard a scream at that point you were only up there a short period of time. Amber Says I passed out shortly after the scream so the blob was fucking me while I was unconscious for hours. Amber asks If the blob is still here. Emma says yes it took Amy after it left you down here. Few minutes later Amy is thrown down into the room. She is still conscious they asked if she was ok she said she was fine just a little sore. Amber tries to move but is too sore. Stacy says we have to find a way out of here. Emma says we could use the metal bar to break the window and make it bigger so we can escape. Amber says ok but don't make too much noise. She starts to break the window and around it. She got the window out and has to break the concrete around the window so they can escape. But the bar makes too much noise and the blob opens the door and next thing they all knew they were all bound with tentacles and brought up stairs. The blob tied them all up with rope and told them what it was going to do with them. It said I am going to mate with all of you and make you care my babies. To be continued... The Blob Woman AN: Hey everyone, hope you all had a good and scary Halloween! I was planning on getting this story out on Hallow's Eve but it ended up being a lot longer than I had originally planned, hope everyone enjoys it and be sure to tell me in the comments what you thought of it ;) ***** "This is an amazing house; I can't believe you're renting it for so cheap!" Megan's best friend Jennifer exclaimed as she wandered around the new house to the kitchen where she started to open and examine the inside of the cupboards. "Who did you say you were renting from?" "My mom's friend, they inherited this house but they live in Japan, and aren't planning on coming back any time soon." Megan said with a shrug as she leaned against the fridge, twirling her long chestnut hair around one finger absently. "Well I'm jealous." Jennifer said, adjusting her glasses with a sigh. "I'm going to miss you as a roommate you know, my parents refused to let me live off campus." The young blonde was a year younger than Megan, and it was going to be her first year entering college. The two met in junior high when they had saw that they both had Star Wars stickers on their binders, and the two had been best friends ever since. Megan shook her head, "Oh man, one year on res was enough, I mean the parties were great, but no one ever stopped partying. Imagine trying to study when there's Katy Perry just blasting a few dorms away. I like this neighborhood. It's nice and quiet. Feel free to stop by any time though." Megan added. "I'll keep the spare key in the shed." "Awesome." Jennifer said, "Come on, I'm hungry. Be a good host and make me some food." Megan rolled her eyes. "Okay okay, let me check the freezer." She had bought a few things from the grocery store a few days ago so she had plenty of food. "Frozen pizza?" She asked Jennifer, who was already busy doing something with her Iphone. "Yeah sure." Jennifer said without looking up, thumbs flying fast across the tiny keyboard on the screen. **** Half an hour later and they were eating pepperoni pizza and sitting on the couch watching Netflix from Megan's laptop. "This is the part where she dies." Jennifer commented as Megan groaned. "What? I'm serious!" Jennifer insisted, completely oblivious. "You know, there's no point in us watching a movie if you're going to sit there and tell me the entire plot." "Nonsense. Oh here is the part where we find out that the guy was working for the mafia all along." "Alright, I think I'm done with this movie." Megan said with a chuckle. "Want me to walk you home?" "Nah it's like ten minutes to the dorm on my bike." Jennifer said, hopping up. "Night." She said, giving Megan a hug before running out into the hallway. "See you tomorrow!" Megan walked over to the front door as Jennifer was leaving. As she locked the door, she sighed to herself. "Right, tomorrow." She walked past the packing boxes, pizza in hand. It was strange to have a large house all to herself, and without Jennifer it felt a little lonely. She wandered down a hallway she had never been before, and opened a door. She turned on the light and she couldn't believe her eyes. The lights shone off the bright tile flooring, and in the center of it all was a pool. She couldn't believe it, her thoughts were already running with the thought of how much easier it would be to a get a good swim in after school, in the comfort of her own home, or pump up an inflatable raft and just relax on a lazy Saturday afternoon, mai tai in hand. She looked down at the pool and frowned. But what was inside the pool wasn't water, it was in fact a thick looking white substance that looked like paint or maybe school glue. She knelt down to look a little closer, almost tempted to touch the smooth surface. A bubble erupted over the surface and with a cry, she dropped the pizza. It felt into the pool, staying afloat only for a moment before disappearing. Megan backed away from the pool, confused. Perhaps it was some sort of cleaning agent for the pool? Either way, she wasn't going to be able to get rid of it any time soon, so she figured she would leave it until tomorrow. She went back through the hallway back to the house and headed upstairs to get ready for bed. It was Megan's first night in her new house, and come to think of it, the first time she had ever lived alone. She was glad that they were able to bring her own bed in, the soft, familiar feel of the mattress helped make the bedroom seem more like home. She surfed on her laptop until midnight when her eyes started to droop. Now it was really time for bed. She switched off her bedside light and crawled underneath the covers, closing her eyes. *** For many years, the thing living in the swimming pool had been sleeping peacefully, almost in a comatose state. When Megan had accidentally dropped the slice of pizza onto it, she had felt the ripples on its outer surface, and had awoken. Once she had determined that it was in fact, food, she had quickly broken down the pizza slice, taking in the nutrients to fuel her body. Nothing was wasted, and yet, the food only seemed to awaken a hunger in her that gnawed at her. She stirred impatiently, reaching out of the pool to feel around for more food. But there was nothing, just cold tile and concrete walls and eventually she slid back into the pool, waiting. *** Megan tossed and turned in bed, her eyes felt so tired but her mind just kept making her think. "Ok, we'll do this just for tonight, but tomorrow we're going to adjust to our school sleep schedule." She muttered to herself as she went downstairs to get a glass of water. The night was hot, and despite the windows being wide open it was still hot that she could feel sweat appear down the front of her black tank top. She was already wearing the smallest pair of short shorts she owned, the hems of the deep blue shorts barely covered her panties. If they were any shorter she might as well just walk around the house in her undergarments. She thought longingly of the pool, of cool blue waters that would be like heaven in this heat. Without thinking she realized she had walked to the hallway again and was standing at the door. She opened it and walked back into the room. It was already a lot cooler in the room than anywhere else in the house, and she sat down on one of the white plastic lounging chairs with a grateful sigh. If only there was a way to get rid of all this gunk. She grabbed the leaf skimmer from the corner, sticking it into the stuff in the pool. It was so thick, it felt like it was pulling against the leaf skimmer, sucking it in. Something was jabbing her! Now this was a far cry from the treat that came earlier, the blob known as Olena was getting more and more angry with the pole that was being stuck into her. She summoned all of her energy to push the pole out. Megan pushed the substance around, trying to find the bottom of the pool using the stick. To her horror, the substance pushed back. She was standing near the edge and when it pushed back, with such force that she lost her balance. She felt forward, right into the pool and into the white glue like substance. It was so thick that she was actually lying on top of the surface before she sank into the pool. She gasped, kicking her legs, trying to get to the side but her hands were just out of reach of the edge and the stuff was like quicksand, she couldn't move forward, she was held fast by the goo. She let out a horrified cry, panicking. It seemed like there was no end to the injustice happening to her today, Olena was furious as the girl fell into her, kicking around inside of her. She stiffened her body, stopping the girl from struggling. Huh, interesting. She could feel the human, the feeling of her heated skin and the heartbeat that traveled through the arteries in her thighs. Megan was stuck up to her neck in the substance, and now it was feeling less like glue and more like cement. She couldn't move a muscle and although she was trying to calm herself, telling herself that at least she was no longer sinking, dread was creeping up from the back of her mind. That's when she felt the finger like projections touching her legs, at first they seemed like just her imagination, but soon the light touches became harder, until it felt like there were many hands touching her calves, moving their way up her legs. She clenched her hands into fists, pushing against the substance to no avail. The feelings of hands touching her continued up her legs, and she shuddered as they touched her hips. She started feeling them on her stomach, counting her ribs before reaching her breasts. The hands paused there, as if uncertain with the new, softer composition there, but then resumed touching, exploring her hardened peaks, the sensitive areas underneath her breasts. It would have been erotic had it not been so creepy. Megan continued to try and wriggle free, her mind was telling her that this must be a dream, or just her own mind, breaking down from being helplessly trapped in the pool. The hands were almost everywhere now, on her breasts, her legs, and now there were even some squeezing her buttocks. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to calm down. Then all of a sudden she could feel movement underneath her feet as the substance pushed up against her, moving her upwards. Megan gasped in relief when the pressure was taken off her chest; finally her upper body was up above the liquid and it didn't feel like she was trapped. And now the multiple hands had stopped touching too. Megan sighed in relief, closing her eyes for a moment. When she opened her eyes, there was a new horror. A large, bulbous amount of the white substance was rising up out of the muck, and parts of it were trickling down, creating a more recognizable shape, a human head. Actually, now that the hair and face was being formed, Megan realized it looked a lot like her. She screamed, jerking back to try and get as far away from her doppelganger self. Her fake self-grinned, changing again, this time the face changed enough so that it was no longer her. Now they were both waist high in the goo, and the blob woman had formed her own body now, with voluptuous round breasts and a tiny waist with a narrow frame. The blob-woman moved forward, bringing a blob hand out to touch her cheek. Megan gritted her teeth, moving her face away, but the hand moved forward to rub against her cheek, it was wet and cold, and it left a trail of wetness down her cheek. How could this be real? She thought to herself as she felt the blob woman's hands on her tank top straps, pulling them down to expose her breasts to the cold air. She shivered as the wetness touched her now exposed skin; the blob woman cupped her breasts in her hands, fondling them. This can't be happening, it's impossible! Megan thought as the blob woman took her hands and put them on her own breasts, as if showing her that they felt as real as hers. And indeed, they did feel real, despite them being liquid just a few moments before. She didn't have much time to think about this as the blob woman suddenly moved forward, putting her lips on Megan's. "Bleerch!" She turned her head away, disgusted, but then hands were suddenly on her face, and the blob woman had moved with her so that they were again, face to face. She kissed Megan on the lips again with a smirk before moving down to her neck to suck and tease at her skin there. "No, don't." Megan moaned, trying to push away creeping feelings of arousal as she physically used her hands to push the blob woman away. She did not like that. Almost instantly the substance beneath Megan's feet became liquid again, and with a cry she was neck high in the pool again, her feet touching the bottom. Her arms were trapped in the thick gunk again, but thankfully not her chest, but that was probably because now the blob woman was fondling her breasts again, squeezing the mounds and using her thumbs-did she have thumbs? Well now she did- using her thumbs to pinch and massage her sensitive nipples. Megan could feel those ghostly hands all over her body again, they must have been all controlled by the blob woman, Megan realized. The entire pool must be controlled by her, and when I fell, I actually fell inside her. She was brought abruptly out of her thoughts by fingers edging underneath the waistband of her shorts, and now that her arms were trapped again, she was helpless to stop her as the blob woman pulled down her shorts, letting them drift down to Megan's feet. She touched the previously unexplored area excitedly; a grin on her face as she felt the lace panties, the way they clung to Megan's hips, then without warning she stroked between Megan's legs, inadvertently almost brushing Megan's aroused clit in the process. Megan let out an unintentional moan of pleasure, and then quickly stopped herself. Why was she turned on by this? But it was too late, the blob woman had heard her and smiled, looking pleased. The hand returned to stroke between Megan's legs, moving up and down the fabric to stroke Megan's pussy. Megan gritted her teeth, unwilling to show any more signs of arousal despite the fact that in her mind with every stroke she was constantly waiting for that moment when the hand would rub near her clit and give her a moment's pleasure. "Fuck." Megan cursed. As if the blob woman could read her mind, now she was purposely just rubbing the bottom of Megan's panties, no longer using the up and down strokes that were stimulating her clit. Stubbornly, Megan turned her head away, and only turned back when she could feel that now the blob woman was pulling down her panties, also letting them drop onto the floor of the pool. Now she was completely exposed, she tried to cover herself with her hands and pull her thighs together but almost lazily the blob woman made it so that the area around her hands and ankles was almost solid again, and she even pulled Megan's legs apart a few more inches. Megan squirmed as the hands returned to stroke her pussy lips for a moment before circling her clit once. Megan was now spread-eagled in the pool and could feel the fluid pressing against her most intimate places. The blob woman moved in to kiss her on the lips again, at the same time the hands continued to do that good stroke that Megan liked, the one where it gently grazed her clit at the end of every stroke. The blob woman was kissing Megan still, but not giving her break to breath. Megan opened her mouth to gasp for air and suddenly the blob woman's tongue was in her mouth, exploring once again, massaging Megan's tongue with hers. She didn't taste like anything, only wetness. Speaking of wetness, the hands that continued to touch all over her body were starting to get Megan really turned on, she realized that she was actually grinding down on the hand to put more pressure on her clit. Ashamed, she stopped herself, but now the hand had become a tongue, lapping at her outer folds and then at her sensitive clit. She moaned into the blob woman's mouth, who continued to French kiss her, so now there was the feeling of two tongues on her for her mind to comprehend. The tongue down underneath danced around her sensitive areas before finding her entrance, and then decided to lick there, entering her about half an inch or so. God, she was getting eaten out by the blob woman, and she couldn't help but admit to herself that it actually felt good. Really good in fact, the blob woman was taking more time to please her than most of her previous boyfriends. The tongue was being bolder now, darting into her entrance, going a little deeper each time. Megan could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, it felt so good that now she was egging the blob woman on. "Come on, that can't be all you got, what else you got?" The blob woman made a face at her, accepting the challenge. Megan felt fingers on her pussy again, the two fingers made a v shape as they swept the perimeter of her entrance before slowly pushing inside of her. "Oh god, yes." Megan groaned as the fingers started to thrust into her, there was no point in disguising the fact that she enjoyed them, she wasn't sure that she could've anyways, she was so wet from the blob woman fondling her and eating her out. As the fingers pumped their way in and out of her the blob woman kissed at Megan's neck, and Megan rested her head on the blob woman's shoulder as the fingers continued to work her. In and out, in and out. She closed her eyes as she panted, she could feel herself about to orgasm, and she was so close, close... The tongue returned to lick at her clit gently and she exploded, clenching hard against the fingers as she orgasm. She forgot all about being scared as she came, she clenched her hands too, grateful for the cool fluid against her heated skin. She gasped for air, for a moment aware of every touch, the feeling of the substance against her body, the cool air cooling her heated cheeks. Now the hands had stopped touching and Megan could finally think, she opened her eyes and realized that the blob woman had stopped kissing her and moved back. She looked very pleased about something. "What is it?" Megan asked as it beamed. Hands took hers and pulled them towards the blob woman. For a moment she thought she knew what was coming, the blob woman must have made her own pussy and wanted Megan to feel how real it was. She was shocked when she felt the hardness on the blob woman's crotch, when the blob woman guided her to her veiny shaft and her large, round tip. The blob woman had made herself a cock. Megan was at a loss for words as the blob woman used her hands to stroke her large cock. Large was an understatement, it was huge, the blob woman had made herself a cock that was long and thick and was now forcing Megan to give her a hand job, letting her feel exactly how enormous the cock was. It was as thick as a wine bottle, and almost just as long too. "That's not going to fit inside of me, you know." Megan said weakly as the blob woman surged forward, pressing the large shaft up between Megan's breasts. She made Megan push her breasts together, thrusting up between them with that huge phallus. A few thrusts and it was back to wanting a hand job again, the blob woman left Megan to do so as she continued to squeeze Megan's breasts, and kiss her on the lips, all the while thrusting into Megan's hands. Megan did a good a job as she could, the cock was much like a man's cock, it did indeed feel practically real, the softness of the flesh with the hardness underneath, it was veiny and muscular with a very pronounced tip. She stroked the cockhead as well and the blob woman closed her eyes in pleasure. Megan devoted one hand entirely to cup the head, the other stoking up and down the lengthy shaft. She was hoping she could get the blob woman off with just her hands, but although the blob woman seemed to enjoy it quite a lot, soon she pushed Megan's hands away. Immediately Megan tried to swim away, and this time she must have took the blob woman by surprise, because she was actually able to reach the side of the pool and grab the edge before she could feel the blob woman on her, pulling her back. "No!" She screamed, kicking her legs. She heard an 'ooff' from behind her as she hit something solid, but then she felt the pulling on her legs again, and to her horror, she could feel hands spreading her butt cheeks. Defeated, she quickly flipped herself over and let herself be pulled back into the pool. This time the blob woman pulled her right to the center of the pool, and this time she knew that there would be no escape. "Please." She begged helplessly as the blob woman started fondling her again, this time going straight for her breasts and pussy with her hands, at the same time, only this time the blob woman had her arms around Megan's neck too and was kissing her greedily. It seemed like the blob woman liked doing everything at once, and was perfectly capable of doing so as well, Megan thought as the tongue came to lap at her clit once again. She could feel herself getting aroused again, but this time she was frightened by the thought of that massive cock that the blob woman would surely want to enter her with. The Blob Woman The hands came to guide her again, and she closed her eyes, turning her head away as she touched the velvet flesh of the blob woman's cock again. To her surprise, this time it had shrunk to a much smaller size. It was still quite large, but it was no way near the behemoth that it was before. The blob woman had been only showing off before! Megan almost cried in relief as the blob woman kissed her eagerly, spreading Megan's legs open so she could stand between them. Megan crossed her legs around the blob woman's waist, this time kissing her back as the tongue continued to lick at her clit. The blob woman reached down, rubbing Megan's pussy for a few moments before using her fingers to enter her. Megan gasped as the fingers curled inside of her repeatedly, and soon she was urging the blob woman to use that cock that she had created. "Come on, you know you want to use it, I want you inside me." She whispered in the blob woman's ear as she thrust against her fingers. And so she did. The fingers went way and soon it was the large tip that was pressing against her entrance, spreading her wetness against its large cockhead. "Oh my god." Megan gasped as the blob woman started to enter her, slowly until she was an inch inside. Her cock was still so big, Megan could feel it spreading her, jolts of excitement traveled up her body to gather at the tips of her breasts as the blob woman surged onward, spreading Megan's pussy walls more and more. "Oooh..." Megan moaned, tossing her head back as she felt the blob woman filling every part of her, until all she thought about was how good it felt to have that huge cock inside of her. It filled her like no man ever had, like no man ever could, and she thought about how obscene it would have looked, like in those porn videos, her pussy stretched against that muscled cock, exposed for the world to see, and her so willing, so much wanting that cock inside of her. She opened her eyes for a moment impatiently when she realized that the blob woman hadn't started thrusting, thinking that she must have been teasing her again. But the blob woman was looking at her face intently. She saw concern in those pale features and she nodded quickly. "Yes, it's good, keep going." She urged, and the blob woman grinned once again and started moving. "Holy shit." Megan cried as the cock started moving inside of her, nothing could prepare her for the incredible sensations of actual fucking as the blob woman pulled out almost entirely before plunging back in, burying herself to the hilt. It felt so good that Megan almost saw stars; she gasped and moaned as the blob woman fucked her, fast and hard like her life depended on it. "Yes, come on, fuck me, pound my pussy." The words coming out of her mouth were nothing she had ever said to a partner, yet they exactly what she was thinking. Megan thrust her hips up against the blob woman's, taking in her large phallus all the way each time, impaling herself over and over again on that glorious member. Oh god it felt so good, she could feel her wetness spilling down the blob woman's cock, different than the substance that was all around her but to the blob woman, it must have felt good because now she was fucking her and now also smearing the wetness on Megan's buttocks, on her puckered hole. She was brought out of her euphoria when she realized what the blob woman was doing. She had never taken anything there, much less a cock. "Wait." She said, but quickly changed her mind when she felt the tongue on her hole, swirling around and massaging the muscle there. Mmm that felt so good. She let the blob woman continued, as long as that cock kept fucking and that tongue kept going she didn't care what else was happening. She leaned in to kiss the blob woman, thrusting her tongue inside her mouth like she had been doing before. "You like that?" She asked as the blob woman closed her eyes in pleasure, continuing to ride the cock. The blob woman squeezed her buttocks in response and thrust into her harder, and now the hands were back, pleasing her, caressing every part of her, squeezing her tits. God that felt so good. The tongue that had been teasing her bottom had become a finger again, and now gently was pushing its way inside of her. The feeling was very different from her pussy, the blob woman had stopped fucking her for a moment so that she could enjoy this, it felt good too, she was much tighter there and coupled with the feeling of doing something very dirty was incredibly erotic. Then the fucking continued, much to her delight, and now there was twice the thrusting with the finger now also pleasuring her from behind. "You like touching me there, don't you." Megan panted as they continued to fuck. "Don't you want your cock there too?" The blob woman nodded, and Megan expected her to pull out, turn her over, shrink her cock and fuck her from behind, but of course the blob woman did not. She didn't have to. Even as Megan fucked the big cock she could feel another one pressing against her butthole, slowly making its way inside of her. "Oh my god." She cried out, gripping the blob woman's shoulders as she was penetrated in two holes, the pleasure making her vision blur at the edges, it was so mind blowing good. She could feel the two cocks rubbing against each other as they were inside her, the blob woman was making the tiny oof noise again as she fucked both her holes, faster and faster until Megan couldn't handle it anymore, she had her first vaginal orgasm with the two cocks pounding her, and it was so good, they continued going until she clenched hard on them and peaked, every muscle contracting in the water, and as she did so the hands touching continued to fondle everywhere, so that her climax felt like an eternity. She held onto the blob woman tightly in her orgasmic bliss, keeping her cock inside of her, resting her head on the blob woman's shoulders. When she looked up she saw something outside the pool that might help her escape. The blob woman was already touching her again, so Megan said, "You want me again, don't you?" She nodded. "Why don't you take me against the wall there, push me up against it, fill me with that amazing cock again, I'll love it, I love it when you pound me." She purred, using everything dirty she could think of to try and convince the blob woman. Immediately she felt herself getting moved over to the pool edge, and she stroked the cock as she moved, continuing to whisper dirty things to the blob woman. It was only when she felt the edge of the pool did she squeeze hard on that cock, and she heard the blob woman actually cry out before she grabbed the edge of the pool, climbing out with a speed she didn't know she had. She was already at the water hose before the blob woman started climbing out, and she squeezed down on the nozzle, hoping to god that they hadn't turned off this tap. The water came out sputtering at first, then became a full spray, forcing the blob woman back into the pool. She cracked open the bucket of swimming pool sanitizer and using the scoop, tossed a large scoopful of the tablets into the pool. The scream that emitted from the pool was bone chillingly human, but she kept spraying with the hose, eventually dumping the entire bucketful of sanitizer into the pool. She was almost ready to run out the door when she saw the blob woman clinging to the edge of the pool, the area around her was becoming a lot like water again, with the white stuff only clumps on the surface. "Please." She said. Megan swallowed, a strange feeling of guilt coming over her. ***One month later*** "Well I think he's nice, maybe you should go on a date with him." Megan suggested, stretching on the long couch, phone tucked against her ear as she watched TV and ate nachos. "Yeah, I suppose." Jennifer said in a defeated way that made Megan laugh. "So when are you seeing Kyle again, he's obviously into you." Jennifer said, purposely changing the subject. "Oh I don't know, he just doesn't have what I'm looking for." Megan said with a shrug. "I'll talk to you later, it's getting to a good part of the movie." "Oh, that's when the guy realizes-" But Megan had already hung up, she had learned not to watch movies with Jennifer anymore, the girl was such a chatterbox. She looked down at her plate. "Hey, how about some more nachos?" She passed the plate to the blob woman, who had been sitting on the floor. With a grumble the blob woman got up and took the plate. She only came up to Megan's knees now when she stood, the only amount that Megan was able to save from the sanitizer. She headed into the kitchen while Megan continued watching TV. Olena tossed some more tortilla chips onto the plate and added some cheese. Now that Megan wasn't looking, she also went over to the pantry and grabbed a few fistfuls of flour, tossing them onto herself. She had been doing this every day, growing slightly larger each time. It would take a while, but one day the blob woman would strike again! The end? The Block Party The end of summer block party was on for tonight!!! Gawd, I was ready. I had looked so forward to it. I had shaved my netherland and cleaned up real nice!! I purchased a new black lacy, low cut Demi-bra where my lily white womanly globes poured out from what cover there was. The matching black lacy thong clung to my ass under my denim shorts as I anticipated the evening. I had secretly gotten a note earlier that week. It was a mystery note signed by someone who was going to be in attendance. He told me to shave, buy new undies, and be on time. So, like the good girl I am, I did what I was told, as I felt naked beneath my clothes, and my soft BBW DDD melons pushed against my t-shirt knit. Arriving there, all of us buddying up against the other; the hamburgers were grilling, the hotdogs burning, and the drinks were in abundance. I loved these events. I loved the frothy, ice chilled and delicious foo-foo drinks that, when made correctly, got me giggly and to act the wanton wannabee. The crowd was rather adult in nature and many seemed to dress appropriately. Children were not in attendance at these "particular" block parties. This was a good thing; you never knew what would happen or who it would happen to. As I was handed my hamburger, I felt something attached to the bottom of my paper plate. Some of the couples were in the pool, and Jello shots were making the rounds. Some of the spouses could not make it, so the crowd was a little lopsided as far as couples were concerned. Many were single tonight. Under the plate, when I removed the note, I found directions. Come into the hosts' house. Find the master bedroom. The note ended after it mentioned that I was to be there in 15 minutes after I'd had my fill of food and had visited with who I wanted to see. I saw a couple of sexy men who lived in the Cul-de-sac glancing my way. We had briefly visited earlier while they were serving drinks. I knew that most of these men were turned on by curves and it made me all that much more provocative. I loved attention and I loved them watching me. With a few favorite drinks under my belt, my mood light and lively; I climbed the stairs in search of whatever was waiting for me. On the banister was the next note. The house seemed quiet and I figured the note was for me. I read it as I smiled at was beginning to take place and in turn, I felt a sweet wetness between to nest between my legs as I read. Take off your T-shirt; we want to see that lacy bra. Undo your denim shorts, that thong has our names on it. Enter the room then look for the blindfold that is located on the bed. Bend over. Do not speak or ask questions. I did what it told me to do. I undid my button on my short shorts and pulled them down over my big ass. My thong strap was definitely visible. My shirt off, my nipples hard pushing through the lace of my bra, my round, huge and delectable melons poured over the top of it. I continued on. I sighed, deeply, the arousal was palpable and it was not my nature to hide what I was feeling. Feeling tipsy, having been in a similar situation like this before, I was eager for action. I was ready for what "they" had in store for me. Secret, wanton, risque' images fill my mind as my thoughts were beginning to run rampant. Unfortunately, nudity was not requested, so I continued to follow their commands. I entered, put on the blindfold, and bent over. My tits felt like they were nearly falling out of my bra and the blindfold prevented me from seeing. Gently and suddenly, I felt hands on my ass. I heard the door shut but not before I heard a few husky masculine voices. Someone's hands eased over my ass-cheeks while another joined his; both beginning to massage my big girl ass. I felt the vixen. I knew my ass was sticking up into the air and their hands displayed their eagerness to explore more. I was inviting them to let their imaginations run wild. Still no sound. My thong remained in place. More hands began to roam freely over my body. I felt hands moving to my breasts as one melon was roughly removed from my bra and the other soon followed. They dangled there, the underwire and lace disappeared below my boobs pushing my breasts tighter together as they hung there taunting the masses. I felt more hands touching my molten flesh. It was not long after my breasts were released that I felt my first cock. It teased lightly against the knit into my little starfish. The dick was clearly poking, rubbing and prodding but it did not enter me. The hard joy stick began to roam, desiring it's own path over my nether regions. Searching for my pussy, I now felt hands pulling my thong down around my thighs, to my feet and off. My big beautiful ass was now fully exposed. My sweet and damp clad pussy lips felt fingers touching them as they spread my hole wider. I began writhing. My ass was swaying with the rhythm of my arousal, mounting that pinnacle that was sweeping over me when I felt a thick, fat hard cock began to enter my spread exposed cunt. It pushed hard and went all the way into my sloppy canal and began to massage the sides of my deep dark abyss. Noisily my pussy grasped as it sucked the harden piece of man-meat deeper as it stiffened even more. A deep, guttural moan escaped my lips; a quiet whisper "fuck me, please" followed. I felt my womanly globes pushed to and fro swaying my body in it's own rhythm and that of my partner at that point in time. Still no words....but I gasped. It was me, as I soon became louder. I wanted to touch my swollen clitty and as I reached to help me to the molten lava that oozed from where cock met cunt; my hand was pushed a way. Someone else's finger took my place and began to stroke my little jewel. It was then that I breathed feeling such ecstasy and a familiar cologne caught my attention. I was sure it was someone I knew. Then the fat piece of cock meat fucked me hard, thrusting and pulsing, fucking me deeply. All the way to the root, banging his balls; he FUCKED me to the MAX. His guttural sounds equaled mine. Hands roamed as ecstasy filled the room. Then he came; emptying himself deeply within me. My hole was filled full. He withdrew and another set of hands grabbed my curvaceous hips and spanked my exposed flesh. My ass was reddened with his hard slap leaving quite the red welt. Another pair of palms and another continued to spank me as if saying what a naughty girl I had been. With each spanking came another hard penis, hot, rod of a shaft that raped my gaping pussy. My body rocked on the bed, my arms bracing me as the power they exerted kept pushing me into the side of the bed. They knew the holes, the right places to rub and I came and came hard; down my leg, my girlie-goo dripped down my inner thigh and onto the carpet below. I reared my head back as my climax was explosive and ejaculant coated not only his cock, but hands that smeared it around my inner thighs. Who ever was within me, throbbed, moaned and spilled his man seed deep within me. Their jiism tipped over the edge as it leaked and escaped between the V of my thighs. He moaned and I thought I recognized his voice accompanied by yet another cologne. But still no words were spoken. I groaned and moaned and my pussy was oozing with block party's cum-cocktail. Then it was over. The door closed and I was alone. My pussy ached, but it was fanfuckintastic ache. It had been used well. It had been fucked by mystery fuckers. I was a mess. I removed the blindfold and walked into the bathroom to clean up. There on the mirror was another note. As my fingers clasped the wet washcloth and I went to reach between my bare but cum covered thighs and cunt, I read: You're a great fuck Dani. But we knew that. It's been a great block party. See you next week at Men's Poker Night...we expect you to continue to follow the notes left for you. Do not disappoint you big girl slut...we expect your pussy to be ready for us. As I looked for my thongs and shorts, I noticed my thongs were no where to be found. Hmmmmm...I thought, as I put the shorts on, and put my t-shirt back on. My nipples were hard against my tight tee as you could see the imprint of the aftermath. I was wobbly even and I paused to get my balance and breath. Walking down the steps, I saw no one. I went out and mingled some more and had a few more drinks. Several were still in the pool as I searched around for who could have possibly been at the upstairs party. Uncertain and as the party ended, I thanked the hosts and already felt a tingle in my box where my thong had once been. I could not help think about next week's Poker Night. It was then that I quickened my steps to the solitude of my bedroom; I knew then how I would see this particular evening end. The Block Party Author's note: For David (as promised), and dedicated to the real-life Steve, thoughts of whom inspired this story. * It was the second Friday in May, a gorgeous and warm spring evening, when a block party was in full swing on Grand Boulevard, a popular shopping district in East Fairview. Live music was playing, store owners were displaying their wares on the sidewalk, and people milled leisurely on the street, which had been closed to traffic, or enjoyed drinks or a meal al fresco at the numerous bars and restaurants lining the boulevard. With a sigh and a red plastic cup full of beer, Steve settled down on his front stoop to better listen to the live band playing around the corner from his building. A handsome man of average height, with medium-brown hair and closely-trimmed mustache and beard, he'd worked as an emergency room physician at a nearby hospital for over a year now. His hazel eyes wandered the boulevard, watching the block party attendees as they passed him. He knew Anne planned to bring a few friends with her to the block party (he'd seen her post about it on Facebook as she had helped organize it), and he hoped to see her. Steve and Anne had formerly been neighbors; she and a friend had owned a clothing boutique on the first floor of his building, while he lived in the apartment directly above. Despite the economy, her shop had done extremely well, so she'd relocated to a larger space a block away. Because of that, and his crazy schedule in the ER, he didn't get to see her as much as he used to. As much as he liked to. A casual acquaintance blossomed into friendship which at first had consisted of humorous text messages back and forth between them, an occasional drink together at the bar two doors down from them or on their shared front stoop, and then dinner once at the bistro across the street. Over time, he started finding himself extremely attracted to the pretty, petite brunette with large whiskey-colored eyes; unfortunately for him she was married. Then on Mardi Gras, Steve had invited Anne upstairs after work to share a drink with him to celebrate the holiday. One drink turned into three, and everyday conversation turned into one in which Anne revealed that she was very unhappy in her marriage -- that she and her husband were more like roommates who shared a bed and occasionally had sex -- and that she was thinking of leaving him. For his part, Steve admitted that he was having a hard time meeting women because of his schedule, and after a fourth drink he said, "And the ones I do meet don't really meet up to my standards." "Still as modest as ever, I see," Anne laughed at the running joke between them, nodding as he lifted the bottle of whiskey to offer her a refill. He poured her some more whiskey, then before he could stop himself he impetuously confessed, "No, that's not really it, Anne. I always compare them to you, and they never measure up." Her eyes widened and her pink lips parted slightly as she stared at him, almost in shock at his frank declaration. Shit, he thought, now I've done it. They sat there in silence for a minute or two, then Anne reached for his glass; taking it from him, she placed it together with hers on the coffee table. Then she leaned close to him and kissed him, hesitantly at first, then deeper as moments passed, their lips and tongues moving hungrily against each other. She crawled onto his lap and straddled his hips, her fingers moving to stroke the back of his head. He moved his lips away from hers to kiss and lick her neck, and she threw her head back in delight over what he was doing to her, pleased at the feel of his cock stirring against her crotch. "I want you, Anne," she heard him murmur. "I've wanted you for the longest time." And before she could stop herself, Anne replied softly, "Then take me. I'm yours." And with that, she got to her feet and held her hand out to him; clasping it in his, Steve led her down the hallway to his bedroom, where they hastily undressed and commenced getting it on, starting in a 69 and ending over an hour later with Steve fucking Anne roughly from behind. After this first sexual encounter, their text messages became more lustful in nature, with Anne sending Steve photos of her tight, toned self dressed in a skimpy black bikini, or in black lace boyshorts, then moved onto sexting. Finally, to his delight, a few Fridays ago they had participated in a session of extremely hot phone sex during which she told him (in very explicit detail) about sucking his cock, then getting on top of him to fuck him, wasn't it wonderful how wet she was without his having to do anything to her, then finally rising to her hands and knees so he could do her doggy-style, her favorite way to fuck, letting him pound her as hard as he wanted, because that's what she wanted; at this he came so hard he shouted into his phone, making her wince and drop hers. But before he could continue this erotic reverie about her, Steve glanced to his right and saw Anne crossing the street towards him, chatting animatedly with two women. He watched as she crossed the street, noticing her smile when she saw him sitting there. "Hey, Steve," she said in greeting as she approached him. 'How're things?" "I can't complain, Anne. How about you?" "Things are going great. Keeping busy?" "Yeah, you?" "Yep." She quickly introduced her friends Meredith and Jamie, then asked Steve, "Will you be around later?" He replied, "I'm not sure. I might run out and see what's doing in the other blocks." "Well, maybe we'll see each other later on then. Have fun." And with that, the three women walked away. Steve watched them leave, a slightly annoyed expression on his face. He'd hoped for more than that from her. Then, impulsively he pulled his iPhone from his pocket and drafted a text message. He waited till Anne disappeared from view to send it to her. Meanwhile, as Anne and her friends strolled aimlessly down the block, her BlackBerry chimed, indicating that she had an incoming message. She took it from her purse and grinned when she saw Steve's name and photograph on the display screen; his message read, "Is that all you got for me? I thought we were friends!" Anne thought for a moment, then said to Meredith and Jamie, "Hey, girls, I really should have chatted more with Steve, seeing as we were neighbors for a little while. Mind if I go back and hang out with him for a couple minutes? I'll catch up with you in a bit." Jamie replied, "Sure," with a shrug, while Meredith said, "No problem. See you later." The three women parted ways, and a smile slowly spread across Anne's face as she headed back to Steve. "What's up?" she asked as she approached him for a second time. "I think you know what's up," he replied slyly. At this, she raised her eyebrows. "Sounds like it's up a lot," she joked. "Maybe," he told her, as he crooked his index finger at her. "Think we could have a little more privacy?" she asked, so with a nod he rose to his feet, and opening the door to his apartment indicated that she should precede him inside. Once the door was shut and locked behind them, and the shade drawn to ensure they could not be observed by passersby outside, Steve seized Anne by her hips, pushed her against the wall of the stairwell and kissed her, causing her to drop her purse. "Oh, baby, what got into you?" she wanted to know when he wrenched his lips from hers. "Thinking about you being a very bad girl is what got into me," he fairly growled in response. "Thinking about how you love to tease me is what got into me." He stared hard at her for a moment, then before she could react he quickly turned her to face the wall. "Take off your panties," he commanded. "Here?" she asked, a puzzled expression crossing her face as she glanced over her shoulder at him. "There's nothing to see back here -- face the wall and take off your panties." She did as he told her. "Drop them on the floor," he added, when she moved to hand them to him over her shoulder. "But what are --?" "You'll speak when you're spoken to, you fucking cocktease," he replied angrily. "Now put your palms flat against the wall, step back a little bit towards me, and spread your legs." "I don't --" A sharp stinging slap on her ass silenced her. "Be quiet," he ordered, and after a moment or two he said, "Since you've been a very bad girl lately, I'm going to have to search you and make sure you don't have any weapons or other contraband on you before we go upstairs together." Where the fuck did this come from? Anne wondered, then after second thought decided, the hell with it. Just enjoy it, whatever he's going to do. He isn't going to hurt you. She slowly raised her hands over her head and placed her palms against the wall. Steve's hands moved to her left wrist, then patted slowly down her bare arm; this gesture he repeated on her right. "Nothing there," he murmured against her hair. "But now I'll have to move on." He lowered his hands to the hem of her tan floral-print sundress, and she gasped when she felt his fingers gently graze her thighs. She squeezed her eyes shut as his hands rose to massage her breasts, first through her bra, which he then unfastened to expose her sweet little tits to his exploratory fingers, making her moan with pleasure. He played with them for a bit longer, then his hands slid down over her flat abdomen, stopping at her hips. "Still nothing," he told her. "But I'm sure I'll find something soon enough," and she made another small sound as she felt his fingers stroke her pubic mound. Steve's right hand dropped even lower, and his index and middle fingers started rubbing her clit, gently at first then more insistently as minutes passed. He wrapped his left arm around her waist to hold her up, and he leaned over to whisper in her ear. "Some nice little weapon you got here," he told her as he continued playing with her, and she moaned again, loving the feeling of his fingers on her clit. They dipped even lower, and he grinned when he realized how wet she was. 'You're dripping," he added with a laugh. "Is this turning you on, you little whore?" She quickly nodded, feeling it was all she could do as she was so far gone. "Tell me you're my filthy little whore," he demanded. Anne took a deep, shaky breath then whispered, "I'm your filthy little whore." "Tell me you want me to fuck you like the dirty bitch you are, you cocktease," he continued. "I want you to fuck me like the dirty bitch I am," she told him, and she had to admit she was getting extremely turned on by the way he was talking to her, so she decided to ramp things up a bit. "I want to suck you off before you fuck me, baby," she added in the sexiest tone she could muster. "Let me get down on my knees in front of you and worship your cock with my mouth. I want to make it up to you for being such a cocktease." And with that, he unwound his arm from her waist and turned her to face him once more. "You better make it good," he informed her roughly, before shoving her to her knees. He undid his shorts, and she took hold of the waistband and together with his boxer shorts, slid them down his legs to his ankles before seizing his cock. "Suck it," he ordered. She took it into her mouth and started lapping at the head, then plunged it deeper into her mouth; this time it was his turn to moan his pleasure as her greedy lips and tongue consumed his shaft. "I like fucking you in the face, baby," he murmured, as his hands moved to either side of her head to stroke her hair. "I like the feel of my cock in your mouth." I love it when you fuck me in the face, she wanted to tell him but of course she couldn't as her mouth was otherwise occupied. I love having your cock in my mouth. She continued expertly blowing him until he jerked away from her. Pulling her to her feet, Steve stepped out of his discarded shorts and underwear and moved toward the stairs. "No," he told her when she started heading up the steps. "We're staying here. Bend over and put your hands on the steps. And spread your feet apart." Again she did as she was told. He slid her dress up to expose her fantastic little ass, and she squealed when she felt him force his erect cock into her still incredibly wet pussy. "Oh, you haven't seen anything yet," he told her, and with that he grabbed her legs just below her knees, lifted her feet off the floor and held her legs straight out behind him. She braced herself even harder on her hands as he started fucking her, at first moving slowly to gauge the angle, then once he figured it out he increased the speed in which he forced himself inside her. "You like this?" he demanded. "Yes," she groaned in reply. "Tell me how much." "I love it, baby, I love it, it feels so good ..." "I knew you'd love it, all filthy little whores like you love it." "I do love it, I'm a filthy little whore and I love the way you fuck me, baby ... do it harder, fuck me harder, make me come, oh please, Steve, make me come," she wailed softly; this plea aroused Steve so much that he came not too long after hearing it, bellowing "OH SHIT!" as he did so, his load fairly exploding inside her. Anne's equally strong orgasm answered his, and she wailed again, longer and louder this time. They remained there, Anne's hands still gripping the step, Steve standing upright between her legs, until she said weakly, "My arms are starting to hurt, baby ... will you let me up?" This he did, and when she stood to face him he hugged her. "That was fucking awesome," he breathed, before kissing her hair. "You think anyone heard us?" she wanted to know. "Who gives a shit? I don't," he laughed, then leaning down he kissed her gently on the mouth. When their lips parted, Anne said, "I really should get going ... Jamie and Mare are probably wondering where the hell I am. Mind if I clean up in your bathroom?" "Go right ahead. But before you do ..." Steve snaked his arm around Anne's neck, his hand cupping the back of her head, and he pulled her face to his for one of the hot, opened-mouth kisses of his she loved so much. "Come on, baby," she murmured against his mouth, "I gotta go." "All right," he replied, so she retrieved her discarded panties and purse and carefully headed up the steps to his apartment, her legs still shaky at the furious fucking she'd just received from him. After thoroughly cleaning herself up, Anne rejoined Steve at the bottom of the steps. One final passionate kiss later, Anne reluctantly left to find her friends on the boulevard, while Steve hastily showered, poured himself another beer, and returned to his seat on the stoop to enjoy the block party festivities, hoping for another glimpse of Anne. The Block Party "Mae, you still make the best apple pie ever!" my father said, rubbing his full stomach contently. There were hearty agreements from the rest of the adults sitting around the table. Mrs. Nolan's pie wasn't the only dessert out. Our neighborhood's annual block party was winding its way down and the table was covered with some of my favorites. Mrs. Franklin's triple chocolate brownies were amazing and Mrs. Collin's pumpkin -praline cheese cake was something else. Everyone had their specialty and today was the one day a year the neighborhood got together and shared. "She gave me the recipe last year, but my apple pie just doesn't come out as good," my mother sighed. I loved my mother very much, but a cook she wasn't. I had to give her credit though. She never stopped trying. "That's okay dear," my father grinned. "You're the best at other things." He said it in a way that left little doubt what he was talking about. I'm sure I was blushing as I shook my head. Pop was drunk. Mom always said he got flirty when he drank. My friend Ben called it something else, but I didn't like to think about it. "Mae one of these days I have to come over while you're making it," my mother said, ignoring my father's innuendo. "Any time," Mrs. Nolan smiled. "Bring your daughter Katie with you. That girl had a knack for baking." Her house was three doors down from us, but despite how close we lived our family really didn't get to know her well until the last year or so. I guess it took so long because she didn't have any kids and kept to herself. We probably wouldn't have known much about Mrs. Nolan even still, but pop got into a bad car accident last year and Mrs. Nolan was walking by when mom was desperate for a baby sitter. Not only did Mrs. Nolan volunteer so mom could go to the hospital once my mother explained, but she cooked dinner and did a great job keeping the kids distracted. Thankfully, as bad as my father was hurt, it was all fixable. Mrs. Nolan continued to help out with Katie and Francis while dad recuperated. I was busy playing sports after school so I didn't really see her much during that time, but then again, it was different coming home to one of her home cooked meals sitting on the stove as opposed to mom's, not that I ever said that out loud. Mom was overly sensitive about her lack of cooking skills. Mrs. Nolan generally dressed frumpily and didn't give much effort making herself look appealing. She seldom wore makeup and her hair was always up. Frankly, she always seemed a little sad to me. Mom said it was because of what happened with Mr. Nolan. He died of cancer almost a decade ago. I remember wondering out loud why she never remarried. Mom had smiled oddly and said that Mrs. Nolan was still very much in love with her husband despite him being gone and that she probably would never marry again. Some women were like that. I felt bad for Mrs. Nolan. She seemed nice enough. I always thought that it was shame she didn't have any kids before her husband died. She would have made a great mom. It was obvious with the way Francis and Katie took to her. "You know, I think I might be able to fit one more piece of pie," my father said, bringing my thoughts back to the present. "Seriously?" my mother asked in that tone. Pop laughed along with the others, but that didn't stop him from taking more pie. The annual block party had sort of fizzled out the last two years and there was talk about cancelling. To be fair, the problem was more the weather than anything else. The first year it rained and the second it actually hit one hundred degrees. The weather was perfect today despite the heat wave we'd been having this summer. Maybe that's why everyone got so into the party this year. My father wasn't the only person drunk, but most of the adults weren't that bad. They seemed to really be enjoying themselves. Hell, they even took part in the annual water balloon fight this year which had never happened before. Quite a few of them had water stains on their clothes. "I think it's time for shots!" Mr. Bell grinned suddenly. There were groans around the table, but a surprising number of the parents were willing. That's where I came in. My parents had volunteered me to be the bar tender an hour or so ago. That's why I wasn't with my friends at Ben's house sneaking drinks with the rest of the teenagers. I had hoped to convince Janice, Mr. Bell's daughter who liked to party just as much as her dad, to have some fun, but I guess it wasn't to be. Damn! "Line'em up!" Mr. Bell cried, grinning at me. I shook my head, but started filling the plastic shot glasses with tequila. He handed them out as quickly as I poured them. I was surprised when he took the last one and handed it to me. "Here, you might as well have one. You'll be at college in a month." I glanced at my parents. Mom frowned, but dad smiled and nodded. Things were starting to look up. We did the shot and Mr. Bell insisted that I immediately start pouring another round. Some of the parents bowed out, but others took their place. I noticed that Mrs. Nolan was sitting at a table by herself. "What about her?" I asked Mr. Bell softly. He turned and saw Mrs. Nolan sitting there. "Mae!" he cried, taking an extra glass to the table. "Your turn!" "Oh no!" she cried in surprise. "I couldn't. I haven't done a shot in years! My George always said alcohol went to my head far too fast." "One shot won't kill you!" Mr. Bell insisted, holding the glass out. She hesitated, but then slowly reached out and took the glass. Mom took the glass Mr. Bell tried to hand me a few moments later and gave me that look, but I didn't mind. I was too busy watching the adults joking as they downed theirs. Mrs. Nolan surprised me because she downed hers without a problem. I just never pictured her being a partier. There was a break before the next shot, but only a few minutes. Mrs. Nolan took the next shot without comment. It went down just as easily as the first, but I noticed that she did seem a little flushed afterward. The parents finished the two bottles of tequila in quick order. Most didn't join in with every shot, but there were some hard core partiers like Mr. Bell. Mrs. Nolan took a break after her second shot. She went back to the table and started talking with mom and some of the other ladies. I noticed that she was laughing a lot more than usual. "Here," Mr. Bell said, handing me a shot glass so I could join in the next round. Mom was too busy talking to notice. An hour later I was feeling pretty good. Mr. Bell had only snuck me another shot or two before mom saw and cut me off, but it was enough. Mrs. Nolan rejoined the drinkers just after mom caught me. That's when it happened. There are times in your life when your perception about someone shifts dramatically. This wasn't the first time it happened to me. I still remember the day in fifth grade when Ben, a quiet kid who was a good foot shorter than me, stood up to a big seventh grader because he was picking on Jill Brody. I joined him in backing the older kid down, but only after he took the first step. I think on some instinctual level I realized at that moment that Ben was going to be one of those rare friends that stood by you through thick and thin. We'd been fast friends from that moment on. This was different of course, but along the same line. Mrs. Nolan hadn't really taken part in the water balloon fight, but she was hit in her right shoulder by a stray somewhere along the line. Her entire right side got wet, including her blouse. I hadn't noticed earlier because I guess she was conscious of the fact and was being careful, but after the next shot she seemed to forget and stood in a way that let me see just how nice her breast looked with her blouse clinging to it. It was in that moment that Mrs. Nolan stopped being the nice, unassuming neighborhood widow to me and became a woman. Not just any woman, but one with very nice tits. I looked at her closer than I ever had before. She had pale skin with a light smattering of freckles and auburn hair that was always up. I wondered what it looked like down. Mrs. Nolan wore glasses that were a few years out of style. Her eyes were a soft brown. I thought they'd look very sexy if the glasses were gone. She wasn't heavy, but then again she was built sturdy. I really couldn't see much of her body with the clothes she wore. Her face was still flush from the alcohol and seemed far more alive than usual. Someone said something funny and she laughed again. It struck me that she had a very nice smile. The most surprising thing I noticed about her now that she was laughing and suddenly a woman to me was the fact that she was actually younger than I thought. I guess I assumed she was mom's age or older because of the clothes she wore and the way she carried herself, but looking at her now I realized that she was probably closer to thirty-five than my mother's forty-five. That was still around twice my age, but that didn't stop my sudden attraction to her. "I think maybe you'd better take a break from bartending," my mother said. I jumped in surprise. I hadn't seen her walk up. She was frowning. For a moment I thought she'd caught me staring at Mrs. Nolan. That would have been bad, possibly very bad depending on what mom did, but thankfully she hadn't noticed and was just worried about my drinking. "Go take a dip in our pool," my father added. "It will help sober you up." There was general laughter by the parents as I shook my head and left. I went to our house and jumped in the pool as pop suggested. It helped. "Mrs. Nolan?" I asked myself in disbelief as I floated there, but even still, I couldn't deny she was actually pretty in her own way. She had sexy lips that would feel amazing wrapped around... I stopped my thoughts with some effort and shook my head. I was daydreaming about a woman who was old enough to be my mother. "Seriously?" I had to get Mrs. Nolan out of my head. I dove deep for a moment before climbing out of the water and decided to wander over to Ben's house. I figured Janice Bell would be there and some time with her would definitely clear my head of this sudden infatuation. Of course, when I got there everyone was gone. Worse yet, I left my cell phone on the lounge chair near the pool. I needed to go back home and get it so I could find out where everyone went. I was halfway there when I bumped into Mrs. Nolan of all people. She was making her way, none to steadily, to her house. "Hey Mrs. Nolan," I began, trying to not grin and embarrass her. Okay, so I was also trying to steal a glimpse of her breasts. Sadly, her blouse had dried. "Do you need some help making it home?" "Hmm," she said, looking up at me. There was something odd about the way she did it, but I shrugged it off. "Yes, that would be nice. I'm afraid I never was much of a drinker. It does funny things to me." I thought I might have to half carry her, but it quickly became apparent that she wasn't as bad as I first thought. Her mind was just wondering for some reason. Don't get me wrong. Mrs. Nolan was drunk, for that matter so was I, but neither one of us were so bad that we weren't making sense. I refused to dwell on my disappointment. I guess part of me was looking forward to putting my hands on her. "Are you getting excited about school?" she asked as we made our way down the block. We chatted as we went. She seemed honestly interested in what I had to say. We arrived at her front door and she asked another question. I started answering as she opened it. Mrs. Nolan walked in afterward, but was obviously listening to my reply. I shrugged and followed as I finished my answer. She led me to the kitchen where I sat at the table while she insisted on making us both a sandwich. I was a little hungry so I didn't argue. We switched topics and start talking about the party. "It's a shame Mr. and Mrs. Felossi left early," I said, remembering them disappearing not long after the party started. "Oh them!" she said, shaking her head. "I'll be amazed if they're still together by this time next year." "Really?" I asked in surprise. "Not everyone has what you're parents do," she shrugged, putting one of the two sandwiches down in front of me and sitting down across the table from me with the other. "Please!" I snorted. "My father can we so embarrassing when he gets drunk." "He does get a little frisky when he drinks," she laughed. "It drives mom crazy," I sighed. "Oh don't let her fool you!" Mrs. Nolan laughed. "She loves it." "You think?" I asked in surprise. "I know," she said. "My George used to be the same way." "Frisky when he drank?" "No, that was me," she answered, blushing. "George was like your mother." "Oh," I said rather dumbly, but what else could I say? "But we shouldn't be talking about this," she said, shaking her head. "I'm sorry. I guess the alcohol is affecting me." We sat in silence for a bit eating our sandwiches. Mrs. Nolan glanced my way every so often. It took a while, but eventually it hit me that she was checking me out. I doubt she even realized she was doing it. I guess she really was like my father when she drank. That brought up some interesting possibilities. "You know, it was nice to see you smile today," I said as I finished my sandwich. "You should do it more often." "I did have a good time," she said, getting up suddenly and moving to the refrigerator. She took out some orange juice and poured two glasses. I wasn't really in the mood for it, but I didn't say anything. She hadn't asked and it would be a shame to waste it. Mrs. Nolan opened one of the kitchen cabinet doors and reached far into the back, pulling out an unopened bottle of vodka. That surprised me. She opened it and poured some in one of the glasses. She then looked at me and raised her eyebrow. She was obviously asking me if I wanted some. I nodded without much thought. "Just don't tell your mom," she smiled as she poured the vodka into my glass. "She's a good mother, but she can be a little over protective. Hank was right. You're going to college soon and you'll be exposed to all kinds of things." She was talking about Mr. Bell, but I wasn't focused on that. It was the way she said 'exposed to all kinds of things' that caught my interest. "Did you go to college Mrs. Nolan?" I asked. "Oh yes," she grinned as she added some ice to our drinks. "It was quite an experience. That's where I met George." She took a sip of her drink and nodded before carrying them over to the table. Mrs. Nolan put mine down in front of me. This time she sat in the seat next to mine. "He corrupted you?" I jokingly grinned. "Actually, I was the one who did the corrupting," she laughed, but then quickly grew serious. "George was the first truly decent man I ever met. Now only did he love me, but he taught me to like myself. That was something considering." She took a longer drink from her glass, so did I. Frankly, I needed it. I was learning things about Mrs. Nolan I would never have expected and were somewhat difficult to accept. She was clearly drunk and sharing more than she would typically. "I'm sorry you lost him," I said softly. Her obvious sadness demanded it. "Me too," she said, surprising me with a smile. "But at least I was lucky enough to have him in my life for a time. He saved me from myself. I'll always love him for that and so much more." I had a suddenly flashback to when I was seven or eight. We were just moving into the neighborhood. The picture that came to mind was one I didn't even know I remembered until that moment. It was of a couple walking down the block hand in hand. The man was talking and the woman was smiling up at him. They were obviously in love. It hit me that they were Mr. and Mrs. Nolan before he got sick. I shook my head. It was so sad. "What?" Mrs. Nolan asked me, reading something in my expression. "Nothing," I replied, but she continued to look at me until I clarified. "An old memory. It was the day we moved into the neighborhood. You and Mr. Nolan were walking down the block." "George liked to walk around the neighborhood and say hi to everyone," she smiled, remembering. "I used to tease him and ask him if he was planning on running for mayor. You would have liked him." "I'm sure," I said, meaning it. Anyone who could make Mrs. Nolan happy as he clearly had was someone special. "So what about you?" she asked, changing the subject. "Are you serious about anyone? I hear you and Janice Bell have been dating." "We're not serious," I answered. "She's fun, but not the 'one', if you know what I mean." It felt weird talking to Mrs. Nolan about this, but she had been so open and honest with her feeling that I couldn't do less. "Don't worry," she said, sipping her drink again. "You'll meet her eventually." "Thanks, but what about you?" I found myself asking. "Don't you ever think about dating again?" "Me?" she snorted. "I'm too old to date." "No, you're not," I insisted. She smiled and patted my hand. "That's sweet," she said. "But even if I'm not, it doesn't matter. I met the 'one' for me and married him. We didn't have nearly long enough together, but I've learned to appreciate what we did have. No one will ever match up to my George." "What about simple companionship?" I asked. "Maybe you never will meet another man you could love as much as Mr. Nolan, but that doesn't mean you have to be alone." "I don't mind being alone," she shrugged, but then added with a crooked grin, "At least most times. Of course, it's harder when I've been drinking." "I can't picture you really being as bad as my dad," I laughed. It quickly died as she gave me a look and let me see what she was really feeling. I'm not even sure she realized what she was doing. Mrs. Nolan looked amazingly sexy in that moment. I reached out almost without thought and removed her glasses. It added considerably to her sex appeal. I pulled the clip she had in her hair out. Her auburn locks were surprisingly long. "Shake your head," I said. She gave me an odd look, but did as I asked. Her hair fell more normally and gave her a wild look. The old widow woman was gone. What was left in her place was interesting, to say the least. "Very nice." I took a long pull from my drink. "Thanks," she said, pulling back suddenly and reaching for her glass. "For more than just the comment. It's been a while since a guy, any guy looked at me the way you are." "You wear your hair down, get rid of the glasses and look like you do right now and you'll get more than your fair share of attention of any guy you meet." The conversation was just as weird as what was happening, but I was enjoying myself, so was Mrs. Nolan. It was obvious. "Some up to date clothes that showed off your body would be nice too." "Anything else?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. She was obviously teasing me. "Nope," I grinned. "Just show off what you have. That's more than enough." "You're good for an old girl's ego," she laughed. "You're not that old!" I insisted again. She didn't comment. Instead, Mrs. Nolan shook her head and pushed her empty glass away from her in a way that made me realize the moment was over. She put her clip back in her hair. She also put back on her glasses. The sexy woman inside of Mrs. Nolan that had escaped for a few moments was back behind the wall she'd built. I caught myself wondering what would have happened if I'd done more than take off her glasses and undo her hair. I wondered if she would have let me. I was guessing no, but in either case it didn't matter now. It was too late. "Thanks for helping me home and spending some time chatting," she said in a no-nonsense tone, but then she smiled briefly and added, "And for dealing with my harmless flirting. It's been a while." I had to give her this, Mrs. Nolan was honest. She wasn't trying to deny the attraction we felt for each other. She was just putting it in its place. I was her neighbor's kid. She was my parents' friend. Mrs. Nolan simply wasn't the type no matter what she said about her past. The Block Party I was disappointed, but I understood. That didn't mean I was going to let her off the hook easily, at least not without some teasing. "I just hope I can find Janice and she's in the mood," I joked. "Cause you've got me pretty wound up." "I didn't do that much!" she laughed, actually blushing. "That's just your teenage hormones." "You underestimate your effect on guys," I insisted. "At least when you let down your guard down. You should try it more often." "Not likely," she said. "Frankly, it was a mistake and I know it, but like I said earlier, alcohol does weird things to me." "It makes you horny!" I laughed, deciding to call a spade a spade. "And then some," she admitted with an embarrassed frown. "And on that note, it's time you were leaving young man." "Yes mam," I said in a teasing tone. She couldn't help herself. She laughed, but she also led me to the front door and opened it. I couldn't resist planting a quick kiss on her lips. I was surprised when she stepped back quickly and became flushed. "That was uncalled for!" she snapped, but I think she was more shocked than mad. I tilted my head and looked at her. "Actually, Mae," I said using her first name for the first time and moving close to her. "I think that was exactly what was called for, that and more." "Oh dear," she said, shaking her head. "I thought you were a decent boy. You reminded me of my George, but you're not like him, are you?" "No, not really," I laughed. "Actually, I'm probably more like you were back in the day." "Well then," she said, in control once more. "I hope you meet your George soon and she does for you what mine did for me." "Thanks," I said, knowing she really meant it. "And if you ever want some companionship..." I tried to step closer and steal another kiss, but she was ready this time. Her hands stopped me. She pushed me back, but gently. "Young man, it's past time you left," she said and I knew she was right. "Ah well," I sighed, stepping outside. "It was worth a try." "Good night," she said, shutting the door. I stood there staring at it for a few seconds before sighing and leaving. I went home and got my cell. It turned out that everyone went to Janice's because they finished all the alcohol they snuck into Ben's house. Mr. Bell had a well-stocked bar in the basement. Janice would probably get in trouble for hitting it up tomorrow, but maybe not. Mr. Bell was being pretty cool today. I made my way to her house. It was at the end of the block and I passed the parents. They were still drinking in front of Mr. and Mrs. Franklin's house. I saw dad holding my mother on his lap, but she was smiling now. Thoughts about what Mrs. Nolan said about mom liking when dad was in this mood popped into my head. I didn't dwell on them, but couldn't stop thinking about Mrs. Nolan herself. Damn. Everyone was pretty drunk by the time I arrived. I quickly tried to catch up, but mostly because Janice was obviously trying to hook up with Ben. "Are you okay with this?" Ben frowned when he was able to get me by myself. "I didn't plan it, but Janice can be pretty aggressive when she drinks." "I know," I smiled. "Don't worry about it. Have fun!" "You sure?" he asked. I slapped him on the back. Janice was a good time, but Ben was my best friend. "Go!" I laughed. "Just make sure you wear a condom!" Ben being Ben, he blushed. I just laughed harder. He and Janice disappeared a few moments later. There was a Ping-Pong table and a few of us started playing bear pong. It was a good time despite Connor having a streak of good luck. I'm not sure how long we played before Mr. Bell came downstairs and kicked us out, but it was long enough for me to be pretty shitfaced. Connor and I walked together for a bit. "That was fun," he grinned. "I'd think so too if I had the hot streak you did," I retorted. He laughed briefly. "Do you think Ben got lucky?" Connor asked. "With Janice?" I asked. "Of course. I just hope he got out of her room before Mr. and Mrs. Bell showed up. Mr. Bell is pretty cool, but..." "I can just picture Ben slipping out of her bedroom window only half dressed!" Connor laughed. "It's on the second story," I said. "If he didn't get out he's probably hiding in her closet." I didn't mention that I was speaking from personal experience. I got home pretty late that night because I had to wait for Mr. and Mrs. Bell to fall asleep. Mom grounded me when I gave some bullshit excuse, but it was worth it. Janice was a screamer. I found myself wondering if Mrs. Nolan was one too. "None of that!" I snapped at myself. "What?" Connor asked. I looked at him and blinked twice. Had I said that out loud? Man, I was seriously drunk. "Nothing," I said. "There's your house." Connor gave me a weird look, but then nodded and said goodnight. I continued on. I texted Ben because I was supposed to be sleeping at his house tonight. I got a good laugh when he replied that he was stuck in Janice's closet like I expected. I sent a couple of crude texts back. His responses were equally amusing. The problem was that they also reminded me of the last time I was with Janice. I was in serious need at the moment despite being drunk, but I didn't blame Janice and Ben for hooking up. I blamed Mrs. Nolan. She was the one who put me in this mood, and being in the shape I was, I decided to confront her on it. There was a part of me that knew it was a mistake, but I was too drunk to care. I made my way to her house and rang the bell. I had to ring it twice more and knock rather loudly before she answered. Mrs. Nolan was wearing a thin robe that let me get a sense of just how nice her breasts really were. She had it wrapped tightly around her. "What are you doing here?" she frowned. "Isn't it obvious?" I answered, pushing past her into the house. "Where are you going?" she asked as I made my way to the kitchen again. She shut the door and followed me. "I need another drink," I grinned. "I doubt that," she snorted. There was something wrong with her, but I was too drunk to figure it out. "You need to leave right now!" I ignored her and opened the cabinet where she kept her vodka. I pulled out the bottle and was surprised to see that it was a lot emptier than it was when I left. That's when I realized what was wrong with Mrs. Nolan. She was just as plastered as me. "You're drunk!" I cried. "Look who's talking?" she retorted. I don't know why, but suddenly we were both laughing. That only lasted until I noticed her breasts giggling. She wasn't wearing a bra. Mrs. Nolan saw me looking and covered her chest with her arms. I reached out and pulled her glasses off once more. I also undid her hair. "Come on Mae," I said softly. "I want to see the real you again, just for a few seconds." "This is the real me," she frowned. "You know what I mean. Come on! You know you want to," I cajoled. "You're drunk and that makes you horny. Let me see the hot girl you hide in the inside." "I don't know what you're talking about!" she cried, but she was no longer holding her robe closed. She licked her lips. "Come on Mae, don't be this way," I said, moving closer. "One of the things I like about you is your honesty. Don't start lying to me now." "Fine," she sighed. "I don't like lying anyway. You're a handsome young man and yes, I'm attracted to you, but that's mostly because I'm drunk. Don't get your hopes up because nothing is going to happen here." "That's better," I grinned, stepping even closer. She stepped back out of my reach. "What do I have to do to make you leave?" she asked. "Show me the woman you're hiding inside just once and I'll go," I offered. She looked at me and blinked a couple of times as her mind spun. "You promise?" she finally asked. "Yes," I agreed easily. "But only if you really let me see your desire." Mrs. Nolan stood there in a semi-alcoholic daze and tried to decide what to do, but it was a lost cause. She wasn't just fighting me. Mrs. Nolan was also fighting herself. "Come on, just once and I'm out of here!" I didn't even bother hiding my grin when she finally nodded. The transformation was amazing. One moment Mrs. Nolan was standing in front of me looking confused and nervous and the next Mae, the passionate woman who's been locked away inside was looking at me with lust filled eyes, at least that's how it seemed to me. I pulled her to me roughly and kissed her. Mrs. Nolan didn't fight me. Instead, she moaned. "You promised to leave!" she gasped when we broke for air. I grabbed both of her hips and pulled her hard against me. My stiff cock pressed against her stomach. "I lied!" I whispered lustfully into her ear. "Remember, I'm not a nice guy." "We can't!" she cried, but Mrs. Nolan was grinding slightly against my hardness. I smiled. I had her. She was mine. "Sure we can," I disagreed. "For this one night you're going to remember what it feels like to be alive!" This time when I kissed her I pushed my tongue in her mouth. She accepted it willingly, at least at first. Mrs. Nolan surprised me by pulling back despite my certainly that she had given in. "No!" she cried. "I am not going to let one of the neighborhood kids seduce me!" "Who's seducing who?" I replied, refusing to let her go. "You're the one with the sexy, sex starved smile. How long has it been?" I used one hand to squeeze her breasts through her robe. "Too long!" she moaned, obviously enjoying what I was doing. Mrs. Nolan was clearly in the mood and ripe for the picking. The room suddenly filled with her scent as her excitement grew. I grabbed her robe and forced it open with both hands. I held it behind her back, locking her arms that way. Her heavy breasts were exposed and heaving. I leaned forward and buried my face between them. Whatever resistance she had left disappeared when I caught one of her nipples in my mouth. "This is so wrong!" she moaned. "You're half my age!" "But still man enough to take care of your needs!" I promised. "Oh I know!" she gasped. "That's what scares me! You're so hard and long! I haven't had a man in a decade. Do you have any idea what that does to a girl?" "Let's take care of that right now!" I growled, pulling her robe off the rest of the way. Mrs. Nolan's body was very nice, but I was too much in need to notice much about it other than she was ready. I pushed her onto the kitchen table and spread her legs. The red hair there was wet with her desire. Despite my need, I took a moment to taste her. The smell was too enticing to pass up. The moment grew to a few minutes after I tasted her. She was delicious! "Oh my God!" she cried just before she came for the first time. I drank her juices down until she was done and then moved up her body. My lips were wet with her cum, but that didn't stop her from kissing me. I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her soaked slit. She moaned and added, "Please, don't tease me. It's been too long!" I was harder than I could ever remember being and Mae's pussy was warm and inviting. I pushed in slowly because I didn't want to hurt her. I needn't have worried. Mrs. Nolan grabbed my ass and pulled me hard against her. "Yes!" she cried and came again. That didn't stop me from riding her. It wasn't long before I was slamming into her. It wasn't just my own need that drove me to it. Mae was a sexual dynamo, thrashing under me with pent up lust despite having already cum twice. Her hands pulled me deep with every stroke. "Mrs. Nolan!" I groaned. It seemed silly to call her that at this moment. "Mae, you have to let me go! I'm going to cum soon!" I cursed myself for not having a condom. I so wanted to cum in her! She didn't respond at first. She just kept pulling me deep until I forced myself to stop thrust. "No!" she cried. "Don't stop! I want to feel you cum in me. I need to feel it!" She squeezed down hard on my cock and I could stop my hips from bucking. "Oh yes! Fill me! Let me have it!" "Are you on the pill?" I gasped, fighting my orgasm with all my strength despite my hips moving of their own accord. I'd never come in a girl without a condom. "No!" she moaned in reply. "But I don't care!" "Oh fuck!" I groaned. The thought of letting loose with the possibility of making her pregnant woke up some instinctual part of me. Instead of being horrified, I found myself wanted it. I wanted to fill her with my seed. I wanted to make her pregnant! It wasn't logical or smart, but at that moment I could care less. I leaned forward and raped her lips with my own before moving to her ear. "Please! Let me feel it!" she moaned. "But what if you become pregnant?" I whispered, giving her one last chance to stop me. Instead of responding, she locked up and came again. There must have been an instinctual part of her very much like mine. That was all I answer I needed. I thrust in her one last time and my cum erupted inside of her. I came longer and harder than I ever could remember. Mae thrashed under me the entire time, rolling from one orgasm to the next. I didn't want to move afterward, but after a few minutes I had to. My bladder demanded it. I used the bathroom and walked back out to the kitchen. It was empty. Mrs. Nolan was gone. Her bedroom door was closed. I could have slipped out at that point, but I doubted I'd ever get another chance with Mrs. Nolan and there was so much more I wanted to do with her. I entered her bedroom and there she was on her bed, completely naked and smiling sexily at me. She was obviously waiting for me. Mae looked oddly content. "How did you know I wouldn't leave?" I asked. She actually laughed. "We're too much alike for you not to follow me." "True!" I laughed, climbing into bed after her. "You have tonight to do whatever you want with me," she said simply. "Tomorrow this never happened. You have to promise that, for real this time." Her eyes locked with mine. I smiled and nodded, serious this time. "Good! Now how do you want me?" The next couple of hours went by in blur. Mrs. Nolan was a machine! She rode me in every conceivable position. I loved watching her breasts sway as she bounced on my cock and rested her hands on my chest. I'm not sure how many times I came, but she always insisted I cum in her. Each time was better than the last. "Please! Just once more!" she moaned after particularly intense orgasm, but I was certain I was done. "I can't," I said, feeling a little embarrassed. Instead of being disappointed, she grinned and got onto her hands and knees. She wiggled her ass enticingly. It was quite a sight. I moment later I saw her slip a hand between her legs. Mrs. Nolan as playing with herself for me! "I still can't believe you're like this!" I groaned, trying to reconcile this woman to the neighbor I knew. "I'm not," she insisted. "Or at least I won't be after we're done tonight. So, if you want another chance, it's now or never!" "Definitely now," I smiled, feeling my cock respond despite me being almost certain a few moments ago that I was done for the night. I took my time, trying to last, but Mrs. Nolan clearly wanted something else. She glanced over her shoulder at me after a few minutes and smiled in a way that let me know she was up to something. Mae fell forward so her shoulders were on her bed. Her ass was up in the air as she moved her hands to the small of her back. No girl had ever acted so submissive for me before! It got to the same instinctual part of me that liked cumming in her despite the possible ramifications. "Take me!" she demanded, but then turned it into a plea. "Please! I'm begging you!" I pushed all thought from my head. Tonight was about feeling, not thinking, and right now what I was feeling was insatiable hunger! I grabbed Mrs. Nolan's wrists and started fucking her from behind. The rhythmic slapping of my hips against her ass only added to my enjoyment. I guess hers too based on her moans. We were both close to cumming when I leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "In or on?" I asked. "Janice likes the feel of my hot cum on her back." I was just teasing her. I knew what Mae wanted. "The little slut!" Mrs. Nolan laughed, despite her position. She obviously wasn't serious. Actually, I take that back. She was serious, but it didn't bother her. How could it? "So you want me to pull out?" I asked, teasing her one last time. "No!" she cried, slamming back to meet my thrust. "Don't you dare waste it! My pussy already feels so warm and full, but it will only feel better with the last of your cum burning inside!" I was done playing games. I let go of her wrists and grabbed her hips. Mrs. Nolan gasped as I started slamming in and out of her in earnest. I was holding her so tightly that I was sure she'd have bruises tomorrow, but it didn't seem to bother her, especially a few moments later when the last of my seed filled her. She cried out and came along with me. We lay together another fifteen minutes before she chased me out, but at least she did it with a smile. She made me promise once more that I would never mention what happened to anyone. "One more thing," she added as I was putting my clothes back on. "This will never ever happen again so don't bothering stopping by some other night." I was a little disappointed because it was obvious she was serious. "Okay," I sighed. She reached out and grabbed my wrist and waited for me to face her. "Don't get me wrong," she said carefully. "I enjoyed myself immensely, but it wouldn't be right." "I don't see what the big deal is," I shrugged. "It's just sex. Okay, incredible and crazy sex, but sex just the same." "The big deal is that you're eighteen," she smiled. "And eighteen year old men spend most of their time thinking about sex, sex and more sex." "You say that as if it were a bad thing," I joked. "It's not," she laughed, but she quickly grew serious again. "Except that if you're focused on having sex with me, then one of two things will most likely happen. First, you'll eventually convince yourself that you've fallen in love with me." "Would that be such a bad thing?" I asked, surprising myself, but not her. Was I somehow already half in love with her? Maybe, but more likely it was just the euphoria after the great sex. "Yes, it would," she replied calmly. "In the end it would never work out. I'm too old for you. Besides, you're not my George. I could never love you like I do him." "Yeah, I know," I admitted. I might be young, but I wasn't stupid. Mom was right. Mrs. Nolan was still very much in love with her husband and always would be. "Which brings me to my second point," she smiled. "I'm not your 'George' either. She's out there waiting and if you're spending all your time with me then you might miss her. I would hate being the reason for that." "I understand," I said slowly. She pulled my lips to hers once more. The kiss lasted longer than I expected and was amazing in its way, but deep down I knew that it was the last I'd ever get from Mae. "Now get going before you recover enough to want me yet again," she grinned. "Whoever you end up with will certainly be a lucky girl. I've never felt so exhausted before!" Mrs. Nolan was too spent to walk me to the door. That was oddly satisfying. "Thanks," I said, not sure what else to say. "Goodbye," she said with a finality I couldn't miss. "And thank you." Mrs. Nolan was lying on her back and already half asleep when I opened the door to her bedroom. She had an odd expression on her face as she rested her hands on her belly. ********* "Let's go!" Jeff, my college roommate cried. "If we're late for graduation our parents will kill us." I smiled and shook my head. It had been an interested four years. I had a lot of fun and got a decent degree to boot. I was a little sad at having to leave, but it was time. Besides, I was looking forward to the future. The Block Party "Is Zoe meeting us at the ceremony?" Jeff asked. I couldn't help my smile when he mentioned her. Jeff saw and sighed. "Seriously?" he asked. "What happened to the crazy partier I roomed with freshman year?" "You'll understand when you meet the right girl," I shrugged. Zoe was definitely that and so much more to me. We'd bumped into each other at the end of last year completely unexpectedly. I had no idea how we spent three years going to the same school and never met until then, but when we did it was love at first sight, for both of us. "I'm just glad not to have to share a room with you anymore," Jeff snorted. "You two go at it like rabbits!" "Jealous?" I asked. "Of course!" he grinned. We were finally ready to leave when I saw the envelope on the kitchen table. It was addressed to me. "What's that?" I asked. Jeff looked and started, obviously remembering something. "It came in the mail for you," he said. "It's pretty heavy for an envelope and doesn't have a return address. I was so curious that I almost opened it." "Interesting," I said, getting a knife to break the seal. "We don't have the time now!" Jeff cried. "You go ahead," I said. "I'll be right there." I saw him hesitate, torn between seeing what was in the envelope and being late. I waited and raised my eyebrow. I had a pretty good idea what was inside. I wanted to open it alone. Jeff got the hint and left. I used the knife and two pictures fell out. I smiled at them. The first was of a cute red haired little girl with my eyes. The second was of the same little girl in her mother's arms. Mrs. Nolan looked good. There was also a graduation card. There were no words, but none were necessary. I didn't love Mrs. Nolan. She didn't love me. I wasn't her George and she wasn't my Zoe, but we had shared a special night together that neither one of us would ever forget, and something, no someone, had come out of it that brought joy to Mae. I couldn't regret that. I remembered the first time I'd gotten a card from Mae. It was quite the surprise. You see, Mrs. Nolan had been true to her word and we never repeated what happened that night despite me actually trying to get her back into bed once or twice that summer before going away school. I left and by the time I came home for Christmas break she's moved away with no real explanation or forwarding address. The next summer I received my first card. Written on it were only two words. 'Thank you'. In it was a picture of Mrs. Nolan holding a baby. I think I knew deep inside before then, but seeing the picture was all the confirmation I needed. I had a daughter somewhere. It hit me hard at first, but slowly I came to accept that this way was probably better. I wasn't ready for a kid and it's not like Mrs. Nolan would have agreed to marry me even if I could find her. I knew that Mae would be the perfect mother and love the child with all her heart. I could see that in the pictures. Getting pregnant gave Mrs. Nolan a second chance at life and love. It wasn't the same as if Mr. Nolan had lived, but it seemed enough for Mae. I could see that from the pictures as well. I was still looking at them when my door opened. "There you are!" Zoe cried. "What's the hold up?" I held out the pictures. "Oh," she said, taking and looking at them. "You made a beautiful kid. I can't wait until we have a couple of our own." "In four or five years," I said pointedly. I wanted to wait...Zoe, not so much. "We'll see," she grinned in that way that let me know it would never happen and I couldn't help laughing. "Can you at least wait until we're married?" "Depends on how long it takes you to purpose," she retorted pointedly. "Not until I save up enough for a nice ring," I insisted, pulling her into hug. "In that case, probably not," she said, kissing me briefly. I think she was joking, but then again with Zoe, you never knew. I found myself wondering if I should borrow the money for the ring from my father. Zoe could be persistent when she wanted to be and I didn't want any more of my kids born out of wedlock. Call me old-fashioned. "She really is adorable," Zoe said, looking at the picture once more. I had no secrets from her. You didn't do that with the 'one'. It took her some getting used to after I told her, but she loved me and accepted it in time. No one else knew and that was fine with me. "You know, one of these days we're going to have to track them down," Zoe said in a matter of fact tone. "I like this Mrs. Nolan from what you've said about her, but it would be nice to know your own daughter's name." "Zoe..." I began, not sure I liked the idea. "Oh, not soon!" she interjected. "I want a couple of our own before you see her, otherwise I think I'd be too jealous. Now let's go before we really do miss graduation." I stared at her for a few moments. She looked right back. "You know I love you with all my heart, right?" I asked. She smiled knowingly. "Of course," she replied. "On the other hand, a ring would prove it nicely." She been hinting at it for the last few months, but I guess now that we were graduating she wasn't willing to wait any longer. "You're not the most subtle woman I've ever met! Or patient for that matter!" I laughed, deciding I'd definitely have to borrow some money from my father. I pulled her into a hug and kissed her again. "I think I've been patient enough considering I knew you were the 'one' since the moment I first laid eyes on you," she said after we broke apart. "And why should I be subtle? I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you. You feel the same way. School's over so let's move on in life!" "Yes dear," I said, trying to use my father's forced patience voice that drove my mother crazy. It must have worked because it caused Zoe to give me quite the look. I laughed again. She shook her head, but didn't comment as she handed me the pictures and opened the door. I glanced at them once more and put them down. I remembered being hurt when I found out Mrs. Nolan disappeared with my daughter, but I think it was her way of making sure I had my chance at finding what she called 'my George'. Zoe was definitely that. I couldn't be mad as Mae for that. In fact, if Zoe did insist we track them down one day, I'd have to remember to thank her.