Tom s AdventuresChapter 9
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I heard something and my eyes opened as my ears perked up. It didn't feel like I'd been asleep very long, but there was no way to tell. The window lite in the front door was only nine by nine inches, but the street light in front of my house was on and some of that light filtered through into the living room. With my eyes adjusted to the dark the living room was faintly lit. I saw movement coming from the hallway to the bedrooms.
"Bob?" came a whisper that was a whisper in name only. If someone could shout while whispering, that's what Valerie was doing.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Bob?" She moved toward me, and in the faint light she seemed to float.
"I'm here," I said, remembering that she was tipsy.
She stopped. I lifted my head. She was wearing something that was hard to make out the details of. It was made of something that was darker than her skin, but seemed to glow in the dim light.
"Bob?" She came closer and the glow coalesced into a satin camisole that came to just above a pair of matching panties. She hadn't bought that at WalMart while we were replacing some of their lost clothing. She must have gotten it while I was on my trip.
I was pretty sure she was doing something along the lines of sleep walking, or at least wandering around in a tipsy haze. She'd had enough wits about her to change into that outfit, though. I decided to speak to her in terms that would keep her calm.
"What's wrong, baby?" I asked, gently.
"Oh, there you are," she said, stopping. She weaved a little bit. "You don't have to sleep out here anymore, Bob."
"Yes I do," I said, softly.
"No you don't. I got the kids a bed, Bob. You don't have to sleep on the couch. This isn't good for your back."
Her speech was slurred, but she was making sense. I tried to reason with her.
"I can't sleep in the same bed with you," I said, softly.
"Why not? It's a big bed."
I wasn't sure what was going on. I was pretty sure, however, that what was not going on, was Valerie Martin throwing herself at me. Another guy might have thought so, but even though I didn't know her all that well, I knew her well enough to know she didn't act like this on a regular basis. This was the booze talking. And in the morning, the booze would be gone and I didn't want Valerie to wake up and decide it was definitely time to move out of my house. Don't get me wrong. It was tempting as hell, but I like it when a woman actually wants me, rather than not knowing who she's in bed with. And I knew she was eventually going to move out anyway, but I wanted that occasion to be a happy one, and not her running from me in fear and/or anger.
"Go back to bed, Val," I said, standing up.
"Oooo, you're naked!" she giggled.
I'd forgotten about that.
"Go back to bed," I said again. "You've had too much to drink."
"I had the perfect amount to drink," she argued. "I like screwdrivers. They're my new favorite drink."
"Then go get in bed and dream of drinking screwdrivers," I urged, picking up the blanket and wrapping it around me. I felt like I was at a toga party.
"You can't sleep here," she said. "It will ruin your back."
"My back is fine," I said. "You'll wake up the kids. You need to go back to bed."
"What I need is another screwdriver!" she said, looking toward the kitchen. "That's what I need."
"You do not need another screwdriver," I groaned.
Her shoulders slumped and her chin fell.
"Yeah," she sighed. "You're prob'ly right. I don't need a screwdriver. I just need to get screwed."
"Valerie," I sighed. "You have no idea what you're saying. Please ... go back to bed."
"Come to bed with me," she said, her voice pouty.
It occurred to me that, if I escorted her to my bedroom, and tucked her in bed, I could sit with her for a few minutes and she would probably drift off to sleep. I decided that was the best course of action. She probably would not remember any of this in the morning, or at least she'd think it was a dream. I could act like nothing had happened, and things would be fine.
"If I come with you, do you promise to go to sleep?"
"I promise," she said, softly. "It's lonely in that big old bed."
"Okay," I said. "Let's get you in bed and you can have a nice nap."
"Get me in bed," she mumbled. "I like it that you want to get me in bed."
I couldn't drag the blanket with me and steer her too, so I dropped it. It was dark and she was three sheets to the wind. She'd never know I was naked when I took her back to bed. I put my arm around her to keep her from stumbling. The satin of her camisole was smooth under my fingers. My fingertips grazed the side of one full breast. I waited to see which foot she moved, and then matched my stride to hers so we weren't pulling and pushing at each other.
I got her into the bedroom, where there was even less light than in the living room. Still, I could see light and dark, and I knew where the bed was. I got her there and found that she'd thrown the covers aside as she got out of bed. I pushed her gently down, intending to cover her back up, but as she sat her arms went around my neck. I couldn't get her to lie down without bending over.
"Let go," I whispered.
"No," she said. Her lips found my cheek and kissed it.
"Valerie, let go," I ordered.
"Don't be mean to me," she whined. "Come to bed."
Now I was in hot water. We were in my bedroom, half into the bed. I was naked. If she woke fully up now, things would not go well. I was still sure that it was the liquor doing all the talking here, in terms of wanting me to come to bed. Her behavior was suggestive, but not sexual, if you know what I mean. It was like she was saying a fantasy, but not something she was serious about doing.
I knew that if anything happened, we would both regret it in the morning.
I had to get her to sleep. Only then could I escape and go back to the couch, so that when she woke up, there would be nothing to regret. Unless she remembered any of this. She'd regret that. But that could be laughed off. It could be blamed on the vodka. Vows could be made not to drink like that again. Things would calm down.
So I let her pull me into the bed and lay beside her. I positioned myself on the edge of the bed, and urged her deeper toward the middle. My hands were on her in the dark, and I felt both smooth satin and soft, warm skin, but couldn't tell what I was touching. Her hand gripped my wrist, tugging, always tugging, making sure I did not escape and abandon her to the big, old, lonely bed her inebriated brain was so unhappy about.
I thought to lie on my back, so I could just roll out of bed after she was asleep. She reached to pull the covers over us both, and snuggled up against me.
"You're warm," she cooed.
She smelled good.
She lifted her body and pulled my arm under her. I felt thick, heavy hair caress every inch of that arm and then her weight settled on my biceps as her cheek came to rest on my shoulder. Her breasts were hot beneath the satin that was the only thing that separated our skin. Her left hand draped over my chest, and her left leg came to lie on top of mine.
"Mmmmm," was the satisfied sound that purred in her throat. Her lips pursed in the dark and kissed the skin of my shoulder.
I was pinned by her body weight. She smelled wonderful. She was obviously happy, at the moment.
My groin tingled as my own brain fought off the happy glow of the Scotch I'd drunk.
I was in trouble.
I was in deep, deep trouble. The last thing that needed to happen was for Valerie Martin to wake up in bed with me ... and my hardon.
I waited until her breathing slowed. It seemed to take forever.
Finally I thought she was asleep.
I moved, preparing to drag my arm out from under her and escape.
Her left hand slid over my shoulder and pulled. Her left leg moved farther on top of my legs, and her knee slid right up against my erection.
I froze.
And, as I waited for her to fall more deeply asleep, so I could try again...
I drifted off to sleep myself.
Waking up was complicated.
It was one part warm, fuzzy happiness, at finding a warm body embracing mine. We had turned in sleep and were facing each other. It was another part something verging on terror as our eyes opened and the realization of our situation sent adrenaline surging into our bloodstreams. She tensed, and her fingers explored what they were touching. Morning breath wafted between us, the sour residue of the alcohol that created something neither of us enjoyed. I realized that I'd fallen asleep, as her dim memory recalled some of what had happened.
It was stupid, but I decided to try to bluff my way out of things.
"Hi," I said, averting my mouth so I wasn't breathing in her face.
"Oh, God," she moaned.
"It's not as bad as you think," I said.
She rolled away from me, and her hands came to cover her face.
"I'll just get up," I said.
I got out of bed vigorously, not thinking about the morning wood that caused my penis to strain away from my body and bob up and down as I moved. Like an idiot I stood there, trying to find something to cover myself with, and by the time my brain realized that was futile, her hands had left her face and she was staring at me. Like a school boy I covered my groin with my hands and backed away from her. Finally I turned and fled.
I went to the bathroom in the hall, which I had been using because I had ceded the master bathroom to my visitors. I had to pee, and that somehow took first priority once I was out of her sight. After that I hurried on bare feet back to the living room, where I climbed back into the clothes I'd worn the day before.
I was trying to think of something to say to her, and couldn't, so I went to the kitchen. At least I could get a cup of coffee.
I was sitting there, still trying to think of what to say, when she appeared in the doorway, fully dressed. She looked completely normal. I felt like a bum in my wrinkled, smelly clothes.
"I can explain," I said.
She held up a hand to stop me from talking.
"Nothing happened," I said, anyway.
"I know," she said.
"You do?" I must have sounded happy about it.
"I remember what sex feels like," she said.
"You got a little tipsy," I tried to explain.
"Please stop talking," she said.
"Okay. Yes."
She went to the coffee pot and poured herself a cup. Neither of us said anything for the next ten minutes, as she stood and nursed her cup of coffee, leaning against the counter. Finally she got out a box of cereal and poured herself a bowl. She sat down across the table from me and began to eat, staring into the flakes, floating in a tiny sea of milk.
I wanted to say something, but I knew not to. There wasn't much to say anyway. I wasn't hungry, so finally I got up and went to my new office. I had an old fashioned Rolodex I used for the contacts I'd made. I had fifty or sixty business cards in a bowl, which she hadn't bothered when she cleaned up the desk, but all the information on them was in the Rolodex, where it was much easier to find.
I called Dean Pruitt, who had done some of the renovation work on my house. It wasn't until he answered that I looked at my watch and realized it was only seven in the morning. He sounded awake and chipper. I told him who I was and that I needed a favor.
"I have a friend who lost her house to a fire during the riot," I said.
"I'm in the repair and renovation business, Bob," he said. "And I've got a pretty full plate."
"You used to build houses," I said.
"Yeah, and it got to be more than I wanted to do," he said. "That's why I went into the repair and renovation business. We've had this conversation before, Bob."
"Yes, but that was before this happened. She's having trouble finding someone to rebuild her house."
"I'm not surprised. There were seventeen houses completely destroyed in that little fiasco, and probably two dozen that suffered significant damage."
"I can make it worth your time," I said.
"Doesn't she have insurance?"
"Yes, but I don't want her to have to get at the end of the line."
"I don't know, Bob," he said. "If I do this for you I'll have to put some of my regular customers on the back burner. It could cause hard feelings in the future."
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Following is a creative work of fiction. It involves intimate moments of both physical and psychological nature between mother and son, intended for fun. All the names, characters, and incidents are works of pure imagination. They do not resemble any real-life names, characters, and incidents. It was around 11 am when I woke up. I could see my mom walking into my room with a smile. She came and sat beside me as we locked our eyes romantically. There was a moment of silence. I placed my hand...
IncestChapter 1 Things Like This just do not Happen to Married Women in India The woman in this story is a 40 yr old attractive Indian woman. She was educated in the states and married to what she thinks is a conservative Indian man. They had met while attending college together. They have been married for about fifteen yrs and have a daughter in her early teens and an eight year old son. She has been intimate with only two other men in her life and both were before marriage! One of these...
"I don't remember ever doing a stock check, Brenda. It has always been controlled by software, I am sure. Perhaps a physical stock check ought to be a priority for now?" Ruth gestured at her phone. "I have a list of all the items found in Metro Discounts which we suspect came from your business. In addition, I have a list of these same identifiers which we have traced to manufacturers on Earth. That data says they were all purchased by Lownie Stores, which is why we are so sure about...
hai frds i am new to this site sorry in spelling mistake i am study my second year i am eighteen year old my first sex exp with mom i am only son to my parents my father is bussiness man he want to for outof hyderabad for 15days those day i did not went to college for 15 days when i was in first year my frds ask me did u sex with ur mom i said no did u have yes we should do first exp with mom they teach us how to do start sex i said ok and went home i want sex with mom those days my...
The following morning when I woke she was already up and packing. We didn’t speak at all, and in fact, I went down for breakfast alone and on returning to our room it was obvious we were ready to check out. Having done this still without speaking to each other we went to the car park where I threw the bag on the back seat and set off home with only the car radio breaking the silence.Eventually, Julie broke the silence and asked me where I went last night when I finished my phone call. I said to...
CheatingWhen Britney saw me she didn’t looked surprised, at all. I wonder if they knew it was me because I was the only one who could be here at this time on a Friday afternoon. When Erica turned her head towards me another girl, Sofia walked in through the locker room door. Sofia had the biggest pair of tits in our school and was like a goddess. She had a big ass and eyes that could make you cum instantly, so you could say she was the whole package. She was dressed hot as hell in her tight panties and...
It’s dirty Doctor Cristian to the rescue of blonde bombshell Angie Lynx who has requested an in-home visit from the notoriously naughty medical professional. When the Italian man arrives to the Finnish beauty’s house and is greeted by a babe in high heels and lingerie, he knows exactly what kind of treatment is required. Clearly what this cutie needs is some attention and a big cock to love on. Tune in to this Hands On Hardcore 4K premium glamour porn production to get a front-row...
xmoviesforyouREVERSI?Reversal of Roles; black becomes white. Reversi – a game of mind against mind, strategy is everything, winning and losing comes down to the very last move.?Politics Darkness had claimed the city, spreading its wings over the streets and buildings bringing the streetlights into full bloom; glowing orange against the inky-black backdrop. The man at the window wasn’t admiring the poetic perfection of the night, nor the beauty and promise that it held; all he could think about was how late...
It was the 2nd day of our holiday and we had been lying around the pool most of the day, it was a lovely quiet place and sometimes it seemed like you saw no one for hours on end. I closed my eyes against the sun and could hear you talking about the heat making you horny. I lay there listening as you went into detail what you were going to do. As you were speaking your voice trailed away and my hand went to my pussy I tickled through the material of my bikini, over my lips and my cllit until it...
You are a farmer, didn't use to be that way but alas this is what you've become and this is where you will stay so long as there are people keeping you away from your true calling. Of course it's not all bad, the isolation made things quieter for you, a chance to enjoy your favorite books, watch shows you enjoys, and hop on down to town to rent the latest movie you want to watch. You watch your favorite sport, go on YouTube to watch your favorite internet personality speak about their lives,...
Thick clouds of dust billowed behind the sleek black sedan as it sped along the small dirt road. Overhead, a single lazy cloud cast a huge shadow across the rolling green pastures on either side of the road. A huge line of wheeled metal structures sprayed crops with sinuous streams of water as a single green tractor pulled it further down the field. "You know," the driver said to his passenger. "It's a little funny to say this but I've never really been in the country. Have you, miss?" The lady...
SupernaturalMy name is Summer. I am in my early 30's, single with brown curly hair andcurves in all the right places. I am not a rail thin model type, but Iblessed as I am with an ample chest and I still turn heads whenever I showoff some cleavage or wear a bathing suit. I guess I would say I've got agirl next door look. I'm not glamorous, but I'm still easy on theeyes. Publicly if you were one of my friends or worked with me you wouldthink I'm pretty conservative. I drink occasionally, but at work outings...
Clearly, Corky had been right all along. The debaucheries of the Dalrymple family were not merely repellant and vulgar but unhealthy; fundamentally perverse. Alone once more in his room, Corky was frantically repacking his steamer trunk with renewed determination to quit the household in which he had unwittingly become entangled. Beatrice's discovery of Maggie in his bedroom may have been an unpleasant experience, but in fact it was a blessing in disguise. The shock of the experience was...
Jack listened to the trailer floor creak with the rhythmic thumps. He hoped it would hold up better than the last bed they’d tried. His wife was getting pounded in the next bedroom. There was only a poor wreck of a mattress on the floor. No bedframe could accommodate her bulk when anyone was also in bed with her. He hadn’t been in her bed for the last year. She had a ravenous appetite for food and every bite showed in the rolls of adipose tissue that was everywhere on her frame. Sex had been...
I have always been an outdoor person. So my partner and I have often been on nature walks and ramblings through different forests and coast paths etc... So one day, like we have done before, we joined a rambling group and met up with some lovely people. The leader was a bit of an asshole but the rest were fine... As we were walking we kept talking a nice man called Sam and my partner, Gina and I kept lingering in the rear and sometimes the leader was having to shout back for us to keep up. It...