Football Buddy Part Four First Date with Kathy
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I am Edward Dobson, known by everyone except my mother as Ed. I'm six feet tall and weigh 190 pounds. I have blondish hair and blue/gray eyes. I'm sixteen years old and I've been told by all of my teachers that I'm exceptionally gifted. So, what is wrong with this picture? I'm also a nerd.
I am the middle of three children. My brother John is two years older than me and last year he was quarterback and captain of the Medford High School football team. John had been offered, and has accepted an athletic scholarship to UCLA.
I also have a sister, Kathleen. At fifteen, she is a beauty. As a freshman, she was elected to the homecoming queen's court at the exclusive, private school where mom had her enrolled. Everyone figures she'll be queen for the next three years. Kathleen isn't a bad kid and she isn't stuck up at all. If it hadn't been for mom's constant reminders that she felt Kathleen was more important than me, we might have been very close.
Now school is about to start again. I'm not looking forward to it. I'm going to be a senior this year and most seniors are anticipating all of the parties and dances and sports, but not me. I've never had a girlfriend; in fact I've never even been on a date.
I am trying to do something about that. I had a full time job all summer, working for a local software company. I bought myself an older car to drive to work and it will also give me some more mobility at school as well. I started working out at the beginning of summer. I've put on some muscle weight and lost all of my baby fat.
I knew I look a lot better than I ever have. I also know that looking better hasn't helped me get over being tongue tied around girls. I run into Mindy Toliver a couple of weeks before and I thoroughly embarrassed myself as I usually do when I'm around a pretty girl.
Things hadn't changed at school. I knew it as soon as I had parked my car and started toward the building. Two of the football jocks who had given me trouble all the way through school were leaning against one of their cars and I had to pass right by them.
"Hey, it's the computer weenie," Jeff Wilson said to his buddy, Sam Silvers.
"Looks like he's growing up a little bit," Silvers said.
"Yeah, but he's still a geek," Wilson replied.
"Hey, Dobson, you still fucking your right hand?" Both of the jocks thought that was hilarious.
I didn't. I just walked on passed them as if I hadn't even heard them.
Things did seem to be a little bit different though, or maybe it was just my imagination. When I went into Home Room, a couple of girls, who wouldn't have even spoken to me last year, seemed to be checking me out.
My first class was Advanced Physics. I've always been interested in Physics and I was looking forward to this class for another reason as well. It was very unlikely there'd be any jocks in it. In fact, there weren't many people in the class at all.
I counted fifteen kids before class started. Only two of them were girls. One of them I knew. Marsha Phillips and I had been competing in class for the last four years. I knew Marsha, but I didn't like her. She had one of those personalities that left you feeling she thought she was better than you.
The other girl, I'd never seen before. Not that there was much to see now. She had reddish, brown hair that was not much darker than mine. I couldn't tell how tall she was because she was already sitting down when I came in. Her body? With the clothes she was wearing, I assumed she had a body, but I really couldn't tell.
She had on a long, loose skirt that came down to her ankles. Her blouse was loose and bulky. It had long sleeves and it was buttoned all the way to her throat.
Her face was cute, but nothing to write home about.
Physics class was great. I'd had the teacher, Mr. McClasky, last year and I liked him. He described the curriculum and it sounded interesting. Everyone in the class seemed to participate, which is always a plus.
My second period class was Calculus. I hadn't expected there would be any more in that class and there wasn't. Fifteen kids again with the same two girls. Now, how the hell was I supposed to meet a girl and build up enough courage to ask her for a date when there weren't any girls in my classes?
Third period was a little better. Senior English was a mixture of about half boys and half girls. It was also a much larger class. There were probably 25 or 26 people in the class. The problem was, I'd gone to school with most of the girls in the class since seventh grade.
I ran into Skippy Henderson going in to lunch. Now, if I'm a geek, Skippy is a GEEK. Skippy is into computers as much or more than I am. At least he was someone I could talk to during lunch.
My first class after lunch was Advanced Computer Languages. I figured it was going to be a fairly easy course for me. I could already program in almost every programming language known to man. I'd had Mr. Abreze in class before, so I knew he'd keep it interesting. The same new girl was in this class as well.
I had to take an American History class as well. I had it in sixth period and then I had a study hall in seventh period. I figured I'd get most of my homework done in the study hall. That would leave my evenings at home to work on my real interest.
I'd had an idea for the last couple of years for a different type of operating system for computers. Most operating systems have to be so diverse and have to be able to run so many different types of programs that they are very slow.
That's okay for most computer users and applications, but for a computer operating in real time, it's a real drag. I've been working for some time on an operating system that has a basic core that handles things like disk operations and anything else that is needed for the machine to function as a computer. Then, there'll be modules that can be added on as needed.
My biggest problem has been getting the modules to work with the core and with each other. I've had more failures than successes so far, but I'm sure the concept is valid and so I keep plugging away at it.
By bedtime, I was starting to get a little frustrated, so I knew it was a good time to quit.
Mr. McClasky has a method of teaching a class that makes it very interesting. He requires a lot of class participation and he seems to be able to draw every student into the discussions without making them feel pressured.
It's inevitable in a small class that you get to know the other students. Physics was no exception. By the end of the period I knew that the mystery girl was Kathy Rienke and that she had transferred in from out of state. She was dressed just as dowdy as she had been yesterday.
When class ended, I stopped to ask Mr. McClasky a question. We talked for a minute, and then I told him I had to get to Calculus. When I got into the hallway, I saw something that made my blood run cold. Wilson and Silvers were badgering the new girl.
Kathy was backed up against a bank of lockers and Wilson and Silvers had her blocked off so that she couldn't escape. Silvers was saying, "Come on, nerd girl, show us your pussy."
I don't know where I got my courage from. Maybe it was just rage that had built up over the years. I walked over to them and said in my deepest, most menacing voice, "Leave her alone. Just back off and leave."
Wilson whirled around and looked at me. "Well, if it isn't the geek," he said. "Get the fuck out of here if you don't want to get hurt, geek."
I laid my books down on the floor and balled up my fists. I didn't say a thing, I just glared at him.
"You heard him, geek, get the fuck out of here," Silvers said as he took a step toward me.
"When I get through kicking the shit out of both of you, Silvers, I'm going to rip your dick off and shove it down your throat. Then, I'm going to rip Wilson's dick off and shove it up his ass. It's your choice. Give it your best shot."
I don't know if it was my tone of voice, or the look in my eye, but something got through to Silvers. They could have killed me on the spot and I was well aware of that, but I wasn't going to let them know it.
They postured for a minute or two, then made a retreat throwing threats over their shoulders as they went. I looked over at Kathy and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Yes... Thank you."
"You're very welcome. I'm Ed Dobson."
"I know. You're in all of my classes. I'm Kathy Rienke." Her head was down and she was looking up at me through her eyelashes as she spoke.
"It's nice to meet you, Kathy. Can I walk you to Calculus?"
"That would be nice, but I think it's too late for us to go in now," she said.
I looked at the clock and she was right. "What a way to start the semester," I said. "We cut a class on the second day of school."
Kathy laughed and the entire hallway lighted up. My God, she's beautiful when she smiles. "There's a bench right outside that door," I said, pointing. "We could sit out there until English class."
Kathy hesitated for a minute, then nodded. She followed me outside and we sat on opposite ends of the bench.
"So, you transferred in from out of state?" I asked, just trying to make conversation.
"Yeah, California. My dad is in the army."
"I'll bet that makes it tough. Have you had to be in a lot of different schools?"
"Yeah, I'm usually never in a school for more than a year or two."
"Wow! I've been here all of my life. Sometimes I wish I had been able to go to another school though."
"Why is that?"
"Well, you heard those two goons call me nerd boy. That's been my name since the fifth grade when I got a double promotion."
Kathy was looking up more now as we talked. "I've heard the female equivalent of that a lot myself. Can I ask you something?"
"Sure, go ahead," I said, dreading her question.
"You don't seem like a violent person, but from what you said to those two, I think you had them peeing their pants. Would you have really done to them what you said you were going to do?"
"Kathy, I'm not a violent person. I've never been in a fight in my life. I've been beat up quite a few times, but I've never fought back."
"So what made you say what you did?"
"I've been trying to figure that out myself. Last year, I was overweight and under muscled. I worked out a lot this summer and it paid off. Deep down, I'm still afraid of bullies like Silvers and Wilson, but I decided that this year I wasn't going to let them know that."
Kathy had a very serious expression as she asked, "Isn't that dangerous?"
"Maybe a little, but not as bad as you might think. I did a lot of reading on psychology during the summer. I found out that most bullies just intimidate the people they think they can get away with intimidating. If someone stands up to them, they usually back off."
"It's still dangerous and I really want you to know how much I appreciate what you did," she said.
"You're welcome," I said. "Now, we'd better get moving or we're going to miss English class too."
Kathy and I sat side by side in English class, front row, center. Whenever I'd glance over at her during the period, I'd catch her looking at me. Each time, she'd blush prettily.
When I was gathering up my things after class, I noticed she already had hers and she was waiting for me. Wow! That had never happened before.
As we started walking toward the door, she asked, "Would you like to eat lunch together, Ed?"
"Sure," I said.
We started toward the lunch room and I saw Skippy coming toward us. I waved him off without Kathy seeing me do it, then winked at him. He got the message really quickly and gave me a big grin.
After we had loaded up our trays, we found a table for two. There weren't many of them and they were usually hard to come by.
We talked for a while about our first assignment for English class. It was to be a news article about an event, either real or imagined. "Remember the five Ws," I told her.
"What are the five Ws?"
It's the five things an editor always wants in a news article. They stand for Who, What, When, Where, and Why. You should also add How."
"That's interesting. Are you into writing?"
"Not really. I'm more into computer programming. I'm working on a new operating system now."
"Ah," she grinned. "So you're a computer nerd."
"Yep."
"So am I. Why a new operating system?"
I explained my theory to her and then told her of the problems I was running into.
"I'd like to see what you're doing sometime. I might even have some ideas that would help you."
"That'd be great," I told her. "God knows I could use come help right now."
I was really feeling comfortable talking with Kathy, so I told her so. "Kathy, I've never been able to talk with girls, especially pretty girls. For some reason I feel very comfortable talking with you."
"Thank you, Ed. For some reason I feel very comfortable talking with you too. Maybe it is because you were my knight in shining armor."
"There's a soccer game tomorrow, after school. Would you be interested in going with me?"
Kathy hesitated for a few seconds then said, "I'm not much into sports, Ed. I guess it'd be okay, though."
"Actually, we could blow off the soccer and just get something to eat or something if you'd like."
"No, a soccer game might be fun. Maybe we could get something to eat afterwards, though."
I know I was walking on air when we went to our computer class.
The rest of the afternoon dragged by, but we finally made it through. When I got home, things went down hill even farther.
Evidently my brother had called, and my mother was in one of her John periods. John was all she could talk about for the rest of the evening. You'd think the sun rose and set in John's asshole.
Mom tended to be that way when it came to my brother and sister. She'd tell everyone who'd listen to her about the touchdown pass John had thrown in a game last year. She'd talk about him until everyone around her wanted to kill him off just so she'd stop talking about him.
She'd go on for weeks about the dress Kathleen had gotten for the fall dance and about how pretty she looked in it. She'd talk about Kathleen's new hair style until I wanted to barf.
Did she talk about me? No. Was I jealous? Probably. Dad never talked or bragged about any of the kids. Then again, dad never talked about much of anything. I doubt he'd said five hundred words to me in the last year.
As soon as I got out of my car the next morning, I knew there was going to be trouble. Wilson and Silvers were standing where they'd been a couple of days before. With them were Bill Simpson and Tony Gates, two more football thugs.
Before I even got to them, Simpson stepped out and blocked my path. "I hear you've been making threats, nerd boy. We don't like little shit heads that make threats against our team mates."
"Bill, I don't know what you've been told, but those two were terrorizing a girl. She was afraid they were going to rape her, so I stepped in." My heart was beating ninety miles an hour, but I was determined I wasn't going to let them know that.
"That's not the way we heard it, shit for brains," he sneered as Gates started moving around behind me. Wilson and Silvers started moving as well. "Now, you're going to pay for showing your ass."
I felt more than heard Gates coming at me from behind, so I swung my elbow back as hard as I could. I made good solid contact with something just before someone else grabbed me. After that, the fight became a blur.
I know I got in a couple of good licks, but for the most part, they used me for a punching bag. Then I was on the ground and some of them at least were kicking me. The last thing I remember thinking before I blacked out was that I hoped I had broken Gates' nose.
I awoke to the sound of someone crying. My head was being cradled in someone's lap and someone was smoothing the hair out of my eyes. I tried to open my eyes, but my eyes didn't want to cooperate. Finally I managed to get them open enough to see that it was Kathy holding me.
"Hi Kathy," I said, weakly. My upper lip was split and it really hurt to talk.
"We've got to get you to the hospital, Ed," she said, almost hysterically.
"I'll be okay," I said, not really believing it myself.
"No! Ed we have to get you to the hospital!"
"Can you drive?" I asked her.
"Yes."
I managed to get my keys out of my pocket and handed them to her. "It's the blue Ford over there. Can you help me get to it?"
Kathy helped me to my car and helped me get inside. It was a struggle. My arms and legs seemed to work okay, but my chest hurt something terrible.
"Who did this to you, Ed?" Kathy asked as she pulled out of the parking lot.
"It was Wilson and Silvers and two others," I told her. "I might have held my own against two of them, but the four of them used me for a punching bag and then used me for practicing field goals."
"I was afraid of that. It's all my fault, Ed. I'm so sorry."
"It wasn't your fault at all, Kathy. You have nothing to be sorry about."
"Oh, but it is my fault, Ed. If you hadn't been protecting me, none of this would have happened."
"Kathy, you are worth protecting," I told her softly.
I reached over and took her hand and gave it a squeeze just before we pulled into the hospital emergency entrance. Kathy stopped the car and ran into the hospital. She was back in a few seconds with two orderlies and a wheelchair.
The orderlies helped me get into the chair and one of them pushed me inside. Kathy walked beside me and held my hand the entire time. She followed me into the treatment room and stayed until the doctor ran her out. Before she left, I gave her my mother's phone number and asked her to call.
The doctor gave me a cursory exam then sent me off to x-ray. They took several pictures of my chest, then sent me back to the treatment room. Kathy must have been watching for me to come back because she sneaked back in almost as soon as they had me in the room.
"I called your mom. She's on her way down here," she told me, looking a little confused.
"Thank you, Kathy. I appreciate that."
"Can I ask you a personal question, Ed?"
"Kathy, I've been able to talk with you better than I've ever been able to talk with anyone in my life. You can ask me anything, anytime."
"Do you and your mother get along okay?"
"Good question. Why do you ask?"
"When I told her what had happened to you, she didn't seem all that concerned. I don't think she was even going to come down here until I told her that she would need to sign some forms to give the doctors permission to treat you. Then she sounded disgusted, but she did say she'd come."
"Okay. You probably hit it right on the head. Mom doesn't treat me badly; she just ignores me. She's crazy about my older brother and my younger sister. Me, she just tolerates. I know that sounds paranoid, but I believe it is accurate."
"Why would she be that way, Ed? You're very intelligent. I'd think she'd be proud of that."
"I heard her telling the minister one time that she had wanted two children, a boy and a girl. She told him that unfortunately she had ended up with two boys and a girl."
"That sucks."
"Okay, can I ask you a personal question?"
"I guess turn about is fair play," she smiled.
"You are a very pretty girl, Kathy. Why do you wear such ugly clothes?"
Kathy almost looked like I had slapped her. "That is a very personal question, Ed."
"I'm sorry, Kathy. Forget I asked." I felt bad that I had made her feel bad.
"No, Ed, I guess you deserve to know. I've never told anyone this except my parents, so please bear with me." Kathy let out a big sigh then continued. "Two years ago I was raped."
Kathy's head was down again as it had been the day I first saw her. She looked like I was going to blame her for being raped.
"Kathy, I am so sorry. You don't have to talk about this if you don't want to. Just remember, it isn't your fault that you were raped."
"Daddy says it IS my fault, Ed. He said if I hadn't been wearing 'whore clothes' it wouldn't have happened."
"He's full of shit, Kath. I don't care if you had been naked, it isn't an excuse for rape. What did your mother say?"
"Mom is as bad as dad. She said I had been tempting boys for years and that I had gotten what I deserved."
"That's not right, Kath, and you know it. You could be naked with a guy and making out furiously. If at the last instant you decide you're not ready and say stop, he has to stop. If he doesn't, it's rape."
"I know, Ed. It's just that they've made me feel so bad about it."
Before I could say anything else, mom came storming in. "What's going on here?" she asked shortly.
"Four guys beat me up, Mom. Kathy brought me in to the hospital."
"I came in and signed the papers for you to be treated. I'm expecting a phone call from John, so I have to go. I hope you have a way home," she said, then was out of the room before I could even answer.
Kathy just stood there looking at the door with her mouth hanging open. I couldn't help but smile at her expression. When she finally looked back around at me, I said, "It happens all the time. That's just the way she is. If she had shown any concern I'd have been surprised."
"But... You're her son and she doesn't even seem to care that you were beaten up."
"You were raped and your parents don't seem to care."
We just looked at each other until the doctor came in.
"Well, son, it could have been a lot worse," he said. "We don't see any signs of internal injuries. You have three cracked ribs, a couple of black eyes, a few loose teeth, and a split lip. You are going to be sore for a while, but there's nothing serious to worry about. We'll tape up your ribs and I'll give you a prescription for some antibiotics and some pain medication, then you can go home."
"Thank you, doctor. Did you tell my mother about my injuries while she was here?"
"I haven't talked with her yet. I'm going to do that right now."
"She's already gone, doctor. I'll pass the information along when I get home."
The doctor looked incredulous. "I'm sorry, Son," he said and patted my hand before he left the room.
A different orderly wheeled me back out to the car when they had me all taped up. Kathy was very solicitous about my comfort and I really appreciated it. She asked for directions to my house and I asked her if she'd mind driving us to the park first. She agreed, so we headed in that direction.
"Kathy, I need to talk some things out with someone. I hope you don't mind, but I don't have anyone else to talk to."
"I don't mind at all, Ed. I can see you can't go to your mother about anything."
"Dad is almost as bad. All mom can talk about are John and Kathleen. Dad doesn't say anything to me. In fact, dad doesn't say anything to mom or Kathleen either. Sometimes I wonder if he talks at work."
"I'm sorry, Ed. What did you want to talk about?" she asked as she pulled into a parking space in the park.
"I've been thinking about this for a while now. I just wanted to get someone's opinion before I did anything. I'm thinking about filing for manumission and moving out on my own."
"What's manumission, Ed?"
"That's where a minor child can file with the courts and be declared an adult. Then, the child can move out on their own and be in complete control of his or her life."
"Are you thinking about moving out of your home?"
"Yes. I qualify for the work/study program at school. The software company I worked for last summer has already told me they'll hire me for as many hours as I care to put in if I go into work/study, so I could make enough money to afford to do it."
"That's a big step, Ed, but... in your case it might be the best way to go. Have you talked to an attorney about any of this?"
"Yeah, I talked to a young attorney at Legal Aid. He says they can do it. He said I'd need a statement from the school saying I qualified for work/study. I'd also need a statement from the software company saying they planned to hire me if I went into work/study. I'd have to make a sworn statement about my home life and the lack of support from my parents. He said I'd have to go into court, but that it wouldn't be a problem."
"It sounds like you've thought it out. Maybe you should talk to your parents about it first. It might wake them up as to how they've been treating you."
"Yeah, I've been trying to work up the courage to talk to them. I'll have to talk to them separately though. I never see them together any more."
"Well, right now I think I'd better get you home and in bed. I can see from looking at your face that you're in pain."
I didn't argue with her. I was in pain. Besides that, I felt like Kathy and I were developing a bond between us and I didn't want to do or say anything that would jeopardize that.
Kathy drove me home, then helped me up to my room. We walked within fifteen feet of mom, but she didn't even act like she knew we were there.
Kathy just stood there looking at me. When I didn't do anything, she said, "Strip."
Oh, well, this should be interesting. I stripped down to my boxers while Kathy turned down the bed. I got in and she pulled the covers up around me, then sat on the edge of the bed. "How far is it to school from here?" she asked.
"It's about ten blocks. Why don't you take my car and you can pick me up in the morning? I'm not sure if I'll feel like driving then anyway."
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"Yes, I'm sure. Thank you, Kathy for everything you did for me today. Maybe I can make it up to you sometime."
"I really didn't..."
Mom came slamming into the room without bothering to knock. "What the hell's going on in here?" she stormed. "Who is this slut and why is she in your room?"
"This is no slut, Mom. This is Kathy. She helped me today when you wouldn't. You speak nicely to her or I'll make sure you regret it." I had never spoken harshly to my mother and she looked like I'd slapped her.
"Just what do you think you're going to do to make me regret it?" she sneered.
"I'm seriously considering reporting you to Child Protective Services for abusing me. The doctors and nurses are well aware that you just signed those papers today and then abandoned me."
"But... I was waiting on a call from John."
"Okay, Mom. I think it's time I told you a few things. You might want to take a seat. This may take a while."
"I want this woman out of here first." She said.
I took Kathy's hand and held it. "She stays, Mom. First off, I want to get this out in the open. I know you didn't want me when I was born. There's no need for argument here. I heard you telling the minister about it several years ago. Secondly, your lack of interest in me or my wellbeing is a form of abuse."
Mom didn't say anything, she just sat there and looked at me. Kathy squeezed my hand.
"I'm tired of the neglect, Mom, so I've talked to an attorney about manumission."
She asked what manumission was and I explained it to her. "I'm going to talk to him again tomorrow and get the paperwork started. That way you never have to be bothered with me again."
Mom looked thoughtful for a minute then said, "Maybe that would be best. I'll talk to your father about it, but I'm sure he'll be willing to sign anything we need to sign, as I will."
She got up and walked out of the room without looking back.
I know I had tears running out of my eyes when she walked out. I knew I was going to do it, but I thought she'd have at least tried to talk me out of it.
Kathy put her arms around me and I started sobbing. She held me until I subsided, then she said, "I just came to a conclusion, Ed. Your parents don't want you, so fuck 'em. My parents don't like me, so fuck 'em."
I looked into her eyes and I could see how serious she was so I said, "Fuck 'em!"
Kathy kissed me on the end of my nose then left to get back to school.
I slept a little while, probably about an hour, then called the Legal Aid attorney. He said he'd get the paperwork started, but that I should get the statement from the school and from my employer.
After I hung up, I called Marv Barnette at the software company and told him what I needed. He told me he'd take care of it and he'd have it notarized. He said the paper would be on its way to me by tomorrow.
Mom didn't call me to dinner and I was hurting enough I wouldn't have wanted to get up anyway. I guess I was feeling sorry for myself. I thought someone should have offered to bring me something.
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"No, Dad. I was beaten up by four guys. When they got me to the hospital, they thought I had internal injuries, but luckily I didn't. I do have three broken ribs though and various and sundry other injuries. Mom didn't even bother to talk to the doctor when she came to the hospital to sign the papers."
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Kathystory about a lactating single momIt was a warm, sunny September Saturday afternoon and I really couldn’t stand it anymore to sit at my desk and think about my thesis. They call it “writer’s block” and mine was finest quality marble, weighing a ton at the least. Any which way I formulated and reformulated the text, it only seemed a summit of stupid phraseology. You can’t force creativity, so I resigned to put on my shoes and take a nose full of fresh air. I took a bus to the nearby park to...
Jessica Wilson tidied up her desk waiting for the woman from the Nursing Home's corporate office to come by. The luncheon meeting promised to be a boring affair. The only good news was that she'd get a chance to get better acquainted with the attractive blonde from headquarters. Jessi always felt a little unsettled around the slightly younger woman from HQ. 'Maybe if I get to know her better I'll be able to figure out why she affects me the way she does, ' Jessi reasoned. She was...
Kathy Simms lay on her bed in her dorm room. It was saturday and she was languidly stroking her pussy with her hand pushed down through the waistband of her panties. Hearing a knock on the door she went to the peephole and saw her dad, stepmother Donna and her stepsister Janie. Just a minute she called as she quickly hid the Beefcake magazine and the vibrator she had been preparing to use on herself. Opening the door she said what a surprise. What are you guys doing here? Donna said Jim had...
Series 5, Episode 4: Kathy Regis We open with our beautiful shot of the United Kingdom – from space ... Pause for a moment, a little longer than normal, then our cartoon Charley arrives, a little out of breath, giggles, then beckons us to follow her as she falls toward the planet at hyper-sonic speed, dropping from a low-Earth orbit to sea level over the North Sea, off the north-east coast, in just a few seconds. We chase Charley all the way, looking up her skirt as we race toward the...
Sometimes a 'boys night out' can be a pretty life-changing event. I know one of them changed my life - big time! My 'boys night out' has always been a bone of contention between me and my wife Madge. But then it seemed like everything was a bone of contention between us. Truth be told Madge and I never should have gotten married at all. We mistakenly thought that sexual passion was love and when the fire went out about three years after the wedding we suddenly found out that we didn't...
I get a phone call one day saying that I was recommended to them as a cabinet builder. So I went to meet them, they have a new home with a new kitchen but they are not happy. So we agree that they will pay me to build a new one. I meet them several times.Kathy and Sig are Eastern European immigrants and this will be their retirement home. Both are short and speak English with a thick accent. Kathy does all the talking. She had reddish brown hair with her black roots showing. Kathy wears stretch...
I had a rule NEVER get involved with anyone I was working with. It seldom turned out well. But it was a rule I broke too often. When I spotted the new cashier I was struck hard by a dose of lust. She was also a bit younger than the women I usually get involved with. I was doubly awkward that I was her supervisor. Some companies were very flexible about personal relationships so long as they never interferred with one's conduct. I cannot claim to have observed this rule in the strictest sense...
Kathy was 35 years old, but didn’t look it. She was slightly built, with thin but shapely legs, and a modest bust. Her black hair had not a single silver strand yet. She easily could pass for ten years younger. She loved her job, teaching her fifth grade class. The k**s were still k**s. Cute, inquisitive, often eager to learn. Afterward, she wondered what made her do it. She’d been feeling so horny. And she felt so sexy. So on that day, she just “forgot” to put on her panties. Her skirt was cut...
Kathy was 35 years old, but didn’t look it. She was slightly built, with thin but shapely legs, and a modest bust. Her black hair had not a single silver strand yet. She easily could pass for ten years younger. She loved her job, teaching her fifth grade class. The k**s were still k**s. Cute, inquisitive, often eager to learn.Afterward, she wondered what made her do it. She’d been feeling so horny. And she felt so sexy. So on that day, she just “forgot” to put on her panties. Her...
Kathy By Xu [Fade into school classroom, one student front row centre tapping a tube of lipstick on the table, a girl, around 14. Dark mascara, pale lipstick, too much foundation] Hi, I'm Kathy. Actually, I'm Christopher, but no one believes me. Confused yet? I know I am... [Zoom from classroom as the Kathy speaks, then merges to opening credits] [Cue theme song, 'Leap of Faith'] Sometimes in life you just have to take chances To get where you think you should...
First off, to get an idea of me, I work downtown and most of my wardrobe is mostly slacks, button-ups, polos, and proud of my dress shoe collection lol. So when I go out I am dressed well, and clean cut. Anyway, I managed to swing a night with a woman through the suaveness at the blackjack table. She obviously knew what she was doing and was up about $700. I sit down with a Anyway, this milf was stacked with a short black skirt on that kept riding up exposing he lingerie.. Which was a...
***This is an "unofficial" continuation of my previous stories. As with them, it's only fiction and never really happened.***Weeks had gone by since Kathy and I had first had sex with each other that one weekend. Since then we had a few great encounters when time or circumstances had permitted us to. I was really amazed at how wild, uninhibited, and completely dirty she was and it seemed like nothing was off limits to her. Had she just been a girlfriend it would have been exciting enough but...
This is the second part of my experience with Kathy.I have changed the names to protect the not so innocent.I don’t want to say that it was uncomfortable in the truck as we set off again. It wasn’t, it was different. I would never again be able to look at Kathy the same way. Now she wasn’t Bill’s fiancée and my good friend. Now she was incredibly sexy Kathy who I hope I could spend a lot more time with exploring her wild side. Besides isn’t that what friends are for? About an hour down the road...
Oral SexKATHY I was lying in bed next to my friend Caroline in the pleasant afterglow of lovemaking. Caroline was curvy and attractive and soft skinned. She was funny - a delightful companion - in fact, everything you could want of a girlfriend. Except for one thing. I'd known Caroline for over a year: I was in my second year at university; Caroline was in her third. And although we were in bed together, and had been several times before, we were not in a conventional relationship. ...
Mommy put her head of Kathy's shoulder. "I just don't know about Billy," she sighed. "We've tried and tried, but he just doesn't understand the limits. I guess we're going to do something to get his attention." "How about," Kathy snapped her fingers, "we give him a birthday party he'll never forget?" "I don't think he's getting a party after what he's done," Mommy shook her head, "and he's NOT going to pop little Kim's cherry." "No, wait!" Kathy's mind raced...
My name is Kathy I'm 25 blonde with a nice body and a cute face. I've been married for 2 years with Nick, we dated since we were both 16 and he was the only man I made love too. Nick works in a plant and I used to work as maid until we got married. Then he told me I didn't have to work anymore, lately we have been in trouble, with the mortgage on the house and Nick not getting a raise it's been hard to make ends meet.Our sex life is good, we are not very adventurous, we make either with me on...
I picked up my cell phone and I dialed his - I mean her - number. One ring. Two rings. On the third ring she answered in an unfamiliar voice. "Hello? Kathy?" My name is Kathy. For the past several days I've been living with my parents. It wasn't by choice. My boyfriend Aaron decided to be careless and injected himself with an experimental drug for money. It all started last Sunday when I asked him to get a job. You see, we've been hurting financially for most of the year. ...
ONE As they walked through the woods alone, he gathered his thoughts. Finally, he broke their comfortable silence. "Dear, dear Kathy," He finally said, I want you to know that I love you and care about you and that I always will." "If you need someone to talk to, or ask hard questions of, I will always be there, even if no one else is, just as I always have been there." "I promise I will never judge you, or lie to you. If I know an answer, no matter how hard or even embarrassing it...
As I got to know her better I realized her life was in turmoil. Not only was the father of her son an abusive dick head, she was preparing for another brain surgery to remove a re-growing tumor she'd already had operated on a half dozen times over her life. But she was still a happy girl, funny as shit and loved to have fun. I liked her a lot. And she was kinda hot so that was just an added bonus. One night before the mall closed she got into an argument over child support with her bf...
This is the second part of my experience with Kathy. I have changed the names to protect the not so innocent. I don’t want to say that it was uncomfortable in the truck as we set off again. It wasn’t, it was different. I would never again be able to look at Kathy the same way. Now she wasn’t Bill’s fiancée and my good friend. Now she was incredibly sexy Kathy who I hope I could spend a lot more time with exploring her wild side. Besides isn’t that what friends are for? About an hour down the...
I met Kathy on a social network and we chatted back and forth for a long time before meeting. I was a widower of 3 years at the time and was tired of siting him and playing with myself. So I went online searching for friends and playmates and found Kathy. She was a single Mom of three teenage girls and a alcoholic but, she worked everyday and drank everynight. That was fine with me because she was a fun drunk and open to every thing. Kathy was 5'8" and weighed about 180 and had a huge 42EE...
Introduction: She was my biggest fantasy untill that night that it all came true. I was just an ordinary 16 year old boy and she was tthe most beautiful women that i have ever known. Well to be honest she was very beautiful but definently not the hottest girl in the world. But for me there was just something about her that drove me crazy. I wanted her more than any other girl in the world. Her name is Kathy and she was the mother of my two best friends that lived across the street. She is 34...
I snuck out to grab us tea and breakfast. She was still asleep when I got back. I figured I'd grab a quick shower and wake her before our food got cold. About 2 minutes in I heard her tap on the door. I told her it was open and she came in, giggling about how not sexy it was to pee in front of me and how if she farted she'd die of embarrassment. Things weren't weird or awkward at all. I told her I'd picked up some breakfast and tea. She couldn't function without her morning...
Introduction: She was my biggest fantasy untill that night that it all came true. I was just an ordinary 16 year old boy and she was tthe most beautiful women that i have ever known. Well to be honest she was very beautiful but definently not the hottest girl in the world. But for me there was just something about her that drove me crazy. I wanted her more than any other girl in the world. Her name is Kathy and she was the mother of my two best friends that lived across the street. She is 34...
Kathy and I both have daughters involved in theatre and often perform in the same productions. My ten year old daughter loves to act and sing. The good parent I am, I attend each practice, help build sets, and attend all of her performances. Kathy, who is in her early thirties, is the family soccer mom and takes her nine year old daughter and seven year old son to everything from theatre to pee wee football. Her husband is usually too busy with his job to attend his kid’s activities and my...
By: Harris Kathy Kathy Harris Wild easy family CHAPTER ONE "Good night, all, I'm going to bed," teenaged Julie Shelton said to her parents and brother as she rose from the couch where she had been watching the evening's television programs. "You're going to bed awfully early!" Carly Shelton said warmly as she returned her daughter's goodnight kiss. "Yeah, I know," Julie said with a smile, moving toward her father. "So, what's up? You're not feeling sick or anything,...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
Andee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife LoversAndee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversAndee carefully removed the letter from the envelope. She had just come home from work to find it placed on her pillow, plainly marked "Just For You." She knew it was from her husband, as he had departed on his business trip earlier that day. And, as he often did, he had some scheme cooked up to add a little excitement to her life. This time the plan was for her to travel to meet him at the end of his trip in Las Vegas. He was attending a trade show and managed to get an extra flight. What she...
Wife LoversI had just finished my first year of college and my mom and dad insisted that I go with them on a quick summer trip to visit one of mom’s old college buddies in Austin, Texas. Normally, I don’t mind such gatherings, but for some reason or another, Austin just didn’t appeal to me. I had been there many years before and didn’t find the city attractive. When we arrived, there were the customary hugs and greetings- since our family is Hispanic. (You have to love a culture that embraces hugging!) I...
First TimeAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been … interesting. It was a...
Andee smiled as she read the text message on her phone. Before breakfast, she had sent a somewhat vague note to her friend from the night before about wanting to try Roulette again, wondering if he might interpret the suggested sexual undertones – especially after the enthusiastic round of sex from the night before. She thought for a moment, wondering just how acquainted she wanted to get with Connor. It seemed her “one-night stands” in her sexual adventure were more like weekend-long affairs,...
Wife LoversAndee settled in for another flight. Her new job had been taking her all over the place the past few months, but the light was almost at the end of the tunnel. This trip to Las Vegas would be the last for the year. The other bonus is that she only had to spend a couple days on her own, as her husband had managed to make some changes to his own plans and would meet her for a bit of an extended weekend. The last time they had been together in Sin City, things had been ... interesting. It was a...
Wife LoversAndee held her coffee in both hands as she sipped on it. Thecombination of her hangover, sexual exhaustion and lack of sleep, left her struggling to bring her mind around to some sort of clarity. Her hands were a little shaky as she stared blankly at the cup. “I’m not too sure about all the details,” she mumbled across the table at her smiling husband. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing a bit too much and had been pressing her for some information about her encounter. She hadn’t yet...
Andee held her coffee in both hands as she sipped on it. Thecombination of her hangover, sexual exhaustion and lack of sleep, left her struggling to bring her mind around to some sort of clarity. Her hands were a little shaky as she stared blankly at the cup. “I’m not too sure about all the details,” she mumbled across the table at her smiling husband. He seemed to be enjoying the whole thing a bit too much and had been pressing her for some information about her encounter. She hadn’t yet...
Wife LoversAndee edged her way through the crowd surrounding the luggage belt. She was happy to finally be off the plane after the three hour flight from Toronto, but still had some peculiar emotions about being in Houston. Ever since her encounter with Don back at the conference in Chicago she had been maintaining a casual connection with him, mostly on a professional level. When she received his invitation to come to Texas for a few days to explore first hand some of the research developments his...
Wife LoversAndee woke to the sound of the shower running. Looking at the digital clock beside the bed she saw that it was just after 6:00 a.m. As she sat up in the bed, she was trying to shake out the cobwebs and jetlag in her head when the realization of what had gone on the night before became obvious. She was naked but couldn’t exactly remember at what point during the night her lingerie had come off. She rolled out of the bed, made her way to the closet and pulled on a t-shirt from her suitcase. She...
Wife LoversHi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
Flashback - 11 months earlier (Author's notes - the intro takes place 'right after' Andersonville 6) There were fifteen men and women crowded into the small conference area. As Colonel Myers surveyed the room, he noticed most of them, the programmers anyway, were about half his age. Barry shook his head; he was getting old. His goal was to make general before he retired, and the Andersonville project had seemed like the best way to increase his chances. The problem was, he had...
Andee folded down the top of her suitcase and zipped it shut. In a few hours she would be back in Canada, back with her husband – and after the past couple days – back on her back as she shared her experiences in Houston with the man waiting at home. She looked at Don propped up against the edge of the desk, hands stuffed into his jeans as her thoughts turned to the fun she had enjoyed on this trip. She could see the disappointment in his face as he knew their time together had come to an end....
Andee folded down the top of her suitcase and zipped it shut. In a few hours she would be back in Canada, back with her husband – and after the past couple days – back on her back as she shared her experiences in Houston with the man waiting at home. She looked at Don propped up against the edge of the desk, hands stuffed into his jeans as her thoughts turned to the fun she had enjoyed on this trip. She could see the disappointment in his face as he knew their time together had come to an end....
Wife LoversI put the razor to my face, sliding it over the remaining patches of beard that had grown over the winter. This New Year’s Eve I wanted to look smart for the ladies at the party I was going. I have been going out with Shalini for some time, but I was getting tired of her. I even let Ayan (a dear friend of mine) fuck her brains out in a threesome with me. We fucked both her holes all night long till she could not scream or fight anymore. She couldn’t walk for days after that and stopped speaking...
Andersonville 5 - The Guilty Soul by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to all the TG writers out there, who make the days easier to deal with by posting new stories to read each day. Fade in... The sun wasn't even peeking over the hills when the alarm started going off. I hit the snooze button several times but eventually realized I was going to have to get out of bed and get ready for work. I stir slightly, stretching my legs and arms in a poor attempt to wake up. Then...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
It all started at my birthday party when her family and her came over to my party. She was wearing tight jeans and a sweater, and was looking very good. She came over and told me happy birthday and the whole bit. She gave me a hug and a little kiss on the cheek which of course drove me absolutely insane. As I sat at the table waiting for my cake she put her hand around me and she was standing right next to me and i was sitting so when i returned the favor my hand was right about her ass....
I met Kathy online on a social networking site. She was a caramel skinned black woman that stood about 5'8" and weighed around 180 with a bustline of 42EE and wide hips. After chatting for a while we decided to meet. I guess a little about me would fit here, I'm a 55 year old retiree with a shaved head and I stand about 6' and weigh 220 never of which is muscle. When I saw her I was impressed and I didn't expect much more from the meet than the usual chit chat. I told her I was a widower and...
We were camping together, early in our relationship. She had never camped before, and I, well, I camped a lot. Several reasons: it was cheap, it was flexible, and I enjoyed being outdoors. She, on the other hand, found every single thing new, and exciting. From hiking in to the campsite (and she was petite enough, that a large bookbag was about an appropriate load), to selecting a tentsite, to setting up the tent, and opening the sleeping bags to let the insulation loft back up, it all was fun...
Andersonville 2 - Judge-less by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to Mathew Shepherd, who lives in the hearts of all open-mind people. Fade in... The warm glow of yesterday's conversation with my father ended in the cold reality of Monday morning. The cold reality that I was a young, teenage girl. The cold reality that I was expected to act like a girl, something totally foreign and yes, something I found even a little scary. And the cold reality that I had no idea why I...