Young Wife Resists

[Gareman]

OOC: Thanks Nikki22 !

IC: My hear lept when she invited me in. After hearing her phone conversation, I wasn't completely surprised, but I wasn't sure if my story was believable enough for her to bite.

I smiled warmly, responding to her invitation to be friends.

"Sara, I understand how difficult it must be for you. There is no need to apologize... and of course I would cherish you as my friend."

As I spoke, I couldn't help my eyes from taking another good look at her body. The nightie did little to hide her beautiful breasts and those legs !!! Man what I would love to do between them.

"I'm not sure that the authorities would be able to do much," I continued. "But I think I should take a quick look around to make sure he hasn't tried to break in. Would that be alright ?"

I studied her face, looking for any sign of the decption that I knew lurked there. I noticed a bit of nervousness etched on her young features. Could she know of the powerful lust that brought me over ? Did she sense my own insencerity ? Did she understand the lengths that I was willing to go to feel my hard prick sliding into her sweet pussy ?

I continued past her, into her livingroom.

"You can never be too careful," I explained. "Especially with a small child in the house..."

I waited for her response, wondering if she would be honest and tell me the we were alone...that Bethany wasn't tucked safely in her bed...

 

[Gareman]

OOC: I seem to have lost Sara !!! Anyone interested in taking the part ?

 

[eepy]

OOC:

Sorry Gareman! I had a horribly busy semester, but I just took my last final yesterday... Yay!

I'm ready to take up the story again, if you are.

IC (Sara):

“Oh, actually, Mr. Taylor, it’s just us grown-ups tonight,” I said with a nervous smile. “Bethany’s at a friend’s.” I had already bared my soul, my deepest worries, to this man; I didn’t see any reason to start making up stories now. I was uneasy, though, and I couldn’t really put my finger on why. Maybe it was his lingering eyes on my body, or the way his comment about my daughter had almost seemed like a challenge…

Even so, I was determined to go through with my plan. “Sure, if you wouldn’t mind checking the windows and things, I really would appreciate it. And then maybe we could sit down and talk some more, unless you don’t have time… We could… We could have some of that wine you brought over earlier… Thank you so much for that, by the way. It was a very nice gesture. It’s not chilled, though. We could wait, I suppose…” I realized that I was babbling and sounding desperately bored and lonely and indecisive, so I quickly shut up before I could embarrass myself further.

I also suddenly realized that I was baring much more skin to my neighbor than I should be. Wearing a thin nightie and no bra, I was sure he could see every curve, every bump… I self-consciously crossed my arms over my chest and wished I had put a robe on before answering the door.

“I know, why don’t you check the perimeter, if you don’t mind, and I’ll go chill that wine… and make myself a little more decent. You kinda caught me off guard,” I said with a little laugh.

 

[Guest]

OOC: Welcome back !! I'd be very happy to continue.

IC: "Yeah Sara, I'll check things out and you go get some clothes on," I said, trying not to be obvious, as I scanned her young body. The sheerness of the fabric did little to hide her nipples, the darkness of which could easily be seen through the transparent material.

As she turned to go upstairs, I got a great view of her sexy legs and the sweet ass that was barely covered by the short nightie.

I started in the basement, pretending to look for signs of an attempted break-in. After walking around for a few moments, I went back upstairs and pretended to scan that floor. Finally, I climbed to the second floor where my charade continued. By this time Sara had returned downstairs and had begun to chill the wine.

"I didn't see anything," I said, "but it's better to be safe than sorry."

Moving into the living room, I sat down beside my young neighbor, on the large sofa.

"Sara," I started, "I'm really sorry that our friendship started on such a bad note. I'd really like to be friends."

 

[Gareman]

OOC: Sorry !! That was me.

 

[eepy]

Sara

“I really want that, too, Mr. Taylor,” I said. “I need a friendly face, an ear to listen, now more than ever. And you’ve been so understanding and helpful today… I’m glad you didn’t let my outbursts drive you away. Besides, it’s always good to have an expert light-bulb-replacer around,” I added with a smile. ‘Not to mention a perfect way to make Phil jealous,’ I thought.

I had changed into my favorite pair of jeans (dark ones that hugged my curves quite nicely before flaring at my ankles) and a button-down shirt of light-weight, blue and pink plaid cotton. I hadn’t bothered with a bra, knowing the shirt was loose enough to maintain my modesty.

“Well, I guess we have a little time to kill while the wine chills,” I said, keeping my tone light and friendly. “And I think I’ve probably told you enough about my life and its problems for today. So why don’t you tell me more about yourself? Maybe about your daughter you mentioned earlier? Or your interests or hobbies?”

 

[Gareman]

Aware of her plan, I was cautious. Like a lion stalking it's prey, I measured every move - every word carefully. Slowly trying to lure Sara into a state of comfort. Making every effort to conceal my real intentions.

I smiled at the mention of my daughter. Her very presence gave me credibility as a "father" figure. The protector, the honorable male, protecting his innocent daughter from the evil world. And now Sara, my sweet young lady - you can find protection under the safety of my wing. Snuggle up and let Frank guard you. That's it...relax...

I moved slowly, sitting beside my beautiful neighbor. For the next hour, I worked my magic. Boasting like any proud father about the accomplishments and beauty of my own daughter (Kelly). Exaggerating and even fabricating stories to pull Sara into my trap. Her hostility faded and she seemed to warm up, laughing at some of my more comical tales and beeming broadly as I mentioned how close Kelly and I had always been.

Before I knew it, Sara had excused herself and returned carrying a tray containing two glasses, the bottle of wine and some snacks. She moved with grace, her small bare feet gliding effortlessly across the carpeted floor, the tray never waivering as she moved toward me. I watched her, spellbound by her beauty...

"Here honey," I said, rising to give her a hand, "let me help you with that."

I took the tray and carried it to the small coffee table where I set it down. Opening the bottle, I poured us both a glass of wine and sat down next to Sara on the couch.

"I would like to toast our friendship," I said, raising my glass. Holding my glass high, I waited for Sara's response...

 

[eepy]

Sara

IC:

"To our friendship," I returned, clinking my glass against Mr. Taylor's. "May it be a bright light in our lives... especially when the dreariness and despair around us threatens to engulf our very existence," I added, beginning in a serious mood but soon becoming overly-dramatic and self-mocking. I had cried and moped so much earlier in the day that I really needed to enjoy myself and goof around a bit. "I'm just kidding, but seriously, it's so good of you to be here for me... I really appreciate your company."

I grinned and took a sip. "Mmm... that's very good wine, Mr. Taylor. Thanks so much for the sweet present... Would you like a cookie or a bite of cheese?" Feeling completely at ease, I motioned to the tray of munchies.

Finishing my wine, I set the empty glass on the tray and leaned back on the sofa, sighing contently.

 

[Gareman]

I felt Sara begin to feel more relaxed. Her mannerisms and cheerful smile encouraged me. Maybe she wasn't the snotty little bitch that I had initially thought.

I helped myself to the tray of snacks and made sure that my cute little neighbor's glass was always full.

As the evening wore on I began to notice her slurring her speech..just a little. Her eyes sparkled with a new light...something I hadn't seen before.

She leaned back on the sofa...contentment written all over her beautiful face.

I studied her for a moment, wanting so badly to feel her sexy body beneath mine. Wanting to unbutton her blouse and reveal the round firm mounds that I had seen earlier. Needing to peel her jeans off... spreading those perfectly shaped legs and plunging my manhood deep inside her...

I stayed composed - at least for the moment.

"Sara," I said quietly, "I hope I'm not speaking out of turn or anything."

I watched her as I spoke.

"But you are such a beautiful woman... I feel honored that you would have me as your friend."

"Ever since my wife left me, I've been so lonely." I studied her face to see if my words were having an impact. "And to have such an intelligent, pretty woman showing me some attention.....well....it means an awful lot to me."

I almost gagged as I spewed my line of crap. But....at a moment like this...anything goes...