The next three weekends Allison came home and we spent seventy-five percent of that time in my apartment and a goodly portion of that time was spent in the bedroom.

 Then it was Christmas break and Allison was home for three weeks.  She was waiting at my apartment every night when I got home from work.  I’m sure that my mom knew what was going on and I wondered if Mrs. Ames also knew and if the two of them were back in their wedding planner mode.

The week before Christmas Mr. and Mrs. Ames and Allison flew out to San Diego to visit some relative and I almost thanked God for the reprieve.  Allison was flat wearing me out.  She had been gone for two days and I had just gotten home from work when the doorbell rang.  I answered the door and found Gloria standing there.

“Hi lover.  Surprised to see me?”

“As a matter of fact I am.”

“May I come in?”

I stepped back and she walked in and went over and sat down on the couch.

“So what brings you here?” I asked.

“You.”

“Me?  What happened to the guy you hooked up with at Baylor?”

“He turned out to be a flaming asshole.  After him I dated a couple of others, but none of them measured up.  I woke up to the fact that I had what I wanted and I’d let him go.”

“What’s this all about Gloria?”

“I’m here to ask you to give me another chance.”

“I’m sorry Gloria, but I’m in a kind of relationship with someone.”

“A kind of relationship?  What does that mean?”

“I’m seeing someone.”

“Have you proposed?  Are you engaged or going steady or something like that?”

“No, nothing like that; at least not yet.”

“Then I have a chance” she said as she stood up.  “Can you say no to this lover?” she asked as she unbuttoned her coat, let it slip from her shoulders and fall to the floor.  She was naked under the coat and had I been older and wiser I might have been able to say no, but I wasn’t older and wiser and when the alarm clock woke me the next morning she was lying next to me with one arm lying across me.

I moved slowly so as not to wake her up and after I was on my feet I looked down at her and thought “You fucked up Frank.  Allison will be back in the middle of next week and then what the fuck are you going to do.”

Gloria was awake when I came out of the shower.  While washing I thought about the situation and the more I thought about it the more I realized what I had to do.  Gloria had the coffee made and as I poured myself a cup Gloria said:

“Tonight lover?”

“I don’t know Gloria.  It will depend on you and what you feel like doing, but you need to know up front that in six days the girl I’m seeing will be home and when she gets her she gets my time.”

“I don’t know who she is lover, but I do know that she can’t possibly take better care of you than I can.”

“Did you quit school?”

“Of course not.”

“Then you will be going back to Texas as soon as the holidays are over.  Last time it only took you – what? – four weeks to replace me?  I can’t count on you Gloria.  If you want to play for the next week fine, but after that no.  When you graduate and come home if we are both still single and not in solid relationships maybe we can try again.”

“You are dumping me?”

“No Gloria, you dumped me.  I’m just not taking you back other than as a friend with benefits.  If that isn’t something you can live with I guess that is your choice.  I need to leave for work.  You can let yourself out.”

I put my cup in the dishwasher and headed out for another day in the salt mines.  Gloria wasn’t there when I got home and she didn’t show up after I got home so I guessed she wasn’t interested in what I proposed.

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The rest of the week passed by quietly and then it was Friday and the night of the company Christmas party.  I debated not going, but the last five years the company had handed out bonus checks at the company party and with Christmas fast approaching and presents to buy I decided to go.  I would have gotten the bonus anyway when I went to work on Monday, but if I got it that night I could put it into the bank Saturday morning and shop over the weekend.

I knew that Allison was going to be gone so when the sheet asking for a headcount circulated through the shop I put down that I would be attending alone.  The party was being held at the downtown Hilton in one of the banquet rooms and when I got there I found a surprise waiting.  Never having been to a company party before I wasn’t aware that they set up tables with place cards.

I wandered around looking for where I was supposed to be sitting when a hand tugged on my arm.  I turned and found Russ’s daughter Sarah standing there.

“You’re at out table.  Its right over there” she said and she pulled me along behind her.  She led me to a table where her mother and father were sitting.  As we neared the table I saw Russ looking at me with an unreadable expression on his face.  His wife however was giving me a beaming smile.  Russ stood and shook my hand and his wife stood and gave me a hug.

I sat down and we socialized.  The talk was general in nature with Sarah’s mom doing most of it.  How had I been, what was I doing, etc., etc, and then it was time to eat.  It was buffet style and after we had finished eating the company CEO got up and made a speech about how proud he was of us for making XYZ the industry leader and how he hoped that we would all continue to help the company grow.  Then the company president got up and said similar stuff and then he said:

“And now the part of the evening you have all been waiting for” and the curtains parted behind him to show a band.  “I give you Johnny and The Bluetones.”  There was a drum roll and then the president said, “Oops, I forgot something.”  Another drum roll and he said, “Your section heads will take it from here.”

Russ stood up, took some envelopes out of an inside coat pocket and then he walked around the room handing the envelopes to the men who worked for him.  When he got back to the table he handed me one and I took it and put in my coat pocket.

“Aren’t you going to look at it?” Sarah asked.

“Of course I will, but it would be rude of me to do it at a table of people who don’t have anything of their own to open.”

I saw her mother’s lips curl in a small smile at that and I wondered what it meant.  After several minutes the band began to play and Russ and his wife stood up and moved out onto the dance floor.  As they walked away Sarah looked at me expectantly.  I knew what she wanted so I asked her if she if she would like to dance and she smiled and stood up.  As we danced she said:

“You never called.”

Given the circumstances I decided that honesty would be the best policy so I said:

“Two reasons Sarah.  The first is that I had a girlfriend and the second is from the way your father acted I don’t think he believed me.  I think he still thinks I took advantage of you.  Working for him while he is thinking that has been difficult.  I didn’t need to make it worse by getting in contact with you and giving him even more to be pissed at me over.”

“Daddy doesn’t think that at all.  When he came home that night he apologized for doubting me when I told him what happened.”

“He might have apologized to you, but I still see him looking at me from time to time and I can tell from his face that he is thinking about me.”

The song ended and I started heading back to the table, but Sarah held me back and when the next song started she moved into my arms and we started dancing again.

“You said you had a girlfriend.  “Had” is past tense.”

Oh oh, I said to myself; shaky ground here.  Since she is the boss’s daughter best be careful.

“It’s complicated.  I may or may not still have a girlfriend.  I don’t know.  She’s out of town right now and things were a little tense between us when she left.  I don’t know how things will go when she gets back.”

“When is she due back?”

“Next week.”

“So you might be girlfriend free come next Friday?”

“I have no idea.”

“When would you know?”

“Again, I have no idea and I won’t have one until she gets back and we talk.”

None of it was true of course.  Things hadn’t been tense between me and Allie, but I didn’t want to just tell the boss’s daughter that I wasn’t interested.  God knows what she might have gone home and told daddy.

“I would really like to take you out to dinner some night to thank you for what you did for me.  Even if you stay with your girlfriend wouldn’t she understand a simple platonic ‘thank you’ date?”

“Knowing Allison as well as I do I’d have to say no; not a chance in hell.”

Before she could say anything else the band ended the number and I started us back to the table.  We no sooner sat down than Mrs. Backman said she had to make a trip to the ladies room and Sarah said she needed to go too.  As they walked away Russ said:

“I want you to know that this wasn’t my idea.  This is all my wife’s doing.  Are you okay with it?”

“I’m kind of nervous about it.”

“Why?”

“I haven’t been in the shop as long as most of the other guys.  I don’t want them thinking that I’m sucking up to the boss.”

“Yeah, I guess there is that, but we can defuse it a little.”

“How?”

“Let the word get out that you are dating my daughter.  That you met her at a party and dated her a couple of times before you found out she was my daughter.”

“But that wouldn’t be true.”

“It isn’t true that you are sucking up to me either.  So take Sarah out a time or two and take her some place where at least one of the guys in the shop can see you.”

I didn’t say anything and after a couple of seconds he said, “Something wrong with my daughter that you don’t want to be seen with her?”

Shit!  This was getting way to out of hand.  Best stick with honesty I thought.

“Nothing wrong with Sarah, but I already a girlfriend, but even if I didn’t I’m not sure I would want to get involved with the boss’s daughter.  It just doesn’t seem like the thing to do.”

“Why would you say that?”

“What if things didn’t go well and she comes to you and says I’ve been mean to her or something like that.  You will react as a father and not as my boss.  I just don’t think that it makes good sense to have a connection between my work life and personal life.”

“You are probably right about that, but what you don’t understand is that there are higher powers at work here.”

“Higher powers?”

Before Russ could explain that one to me the women were back.  Russ got up to go to the bathroom and Mrs. Backman said:

“My turn for a dance with you Frank.”

We moved out onto the floor and while I tried to hold Mrs. Backman at what I thought should be the proper distance she moved right into me.

“My Sarah seems quite taken with you young man and I must say that for just about the first time ever I approve of her choice.  When are you going to ask her out?”

Shit I thought, more dangerous waters.  I was beginning to wish that I had minded my own business and had let Sarah be gangbanged.  I liked my job and I was happy there, but Sarah’s family was like a mine field.  One wrong step and my job could be gone.

“Sarah is a nice girl and some guy will be lucky to get her, but I already have a girlfriend.”

“Why isn’t she here tonight?”

“She is out of town until next week.”

“That means that you have a week with her not here.  Why not spend some of that time with Sarah?”

“That would be cheating on my girlfriend.”

“Oh come on Frank; you are too young to tie yourself down.  You need to spend some time with other girls; make absolutely sure you find the right one for you.”

While she was talking she was dancing close to me.  I smelled her perfume and her tits touched my arm and the predictable happened and her leg came into contact with it.  She raised an eyebrow and pulled back and looked at me.  Then she smiled and moved back into contact and as her leg touched my third leg for the second time she said:

“Oh oh, now I see.  My Frankie likes the older ladies.  I’m flattered, but I do have to give my baby first chance and then maybe we will see.”

Fuck me!!!  I was not only in a mine field, but the fucking thing stretched out miles and miles in all directions.  How the hell was I going to get out of it!  But, I thought, as I watched Mrs. Backman’s ass move as we walked back to the table, did I really want to?

I needed to get away from Sarah and her mother so when I took Mrs. Backman (please call me Vangie) back to our table I grabbed my drink and went to say hi to the other guys I worked with.  I spent the next hour moving from table to table saying hello, meeting wives, girlfriends and daughters and in general steering clear of the Backman ladies.

A lot of guys would kill to be in my shoes right then.  Both Sarah and her mother were drop dead gorgeous and radiated sex appeal and in other circumstances I wouldn’t even think of running from them.  But I had the perfect job for me.  I loved the work, I liked my co-workers and the company had been great to me.  My Christmas bonus (I looked at it when I went to the bathroom) was equal to one months pay and as far as bosses go Russ was a good man to work for.  It all could be history if I got involved with Russ’s daughter and anything went wrong.  Russ would be husband and father first and boss second and I knew it.

I eventually ran out of co-workers and had to return to the table and face the Backman family.  Just as I sat down Mrs. Backman and Sarah got up for another trip to the ladies’ room and when they were out of earshot Russ said:

“Remember earlier when I said that higher powers were at work here?”

I nodded a yes.

“When you get married son you will quickly come to know what “pussy whipped” means.  You can be as macho and as ‘manly-man’ as you want as long as you don’t mind a bedroom that feels like the inside of a freezer.  Or you can learn to say things like “yes dear” and “whatever you want my love” and have a bedroom like a furnace.  You get my drift?”

“I think so.”

“You have impressed my wife and that is no small thing when it comes to boys that Sarah shows an interest in.  My wife has made it clear to me that she feels that you a more than suitable prospect for our daughter and Sarah herself has shown quite an interest in you.  My wife has asked me to use whatever influence that I have with you to get you to take Sarah out.  It is one of those “Yes dear” moments.  I of course can’t order you to take my daughter out on a date and I will not threaten you with a piss poor performance review if you don’t, but I can ask you to take her out on a date at least once or twice as a favor to me.  Understand?”

“Yes sir.”

The woman came back and Sarah asked her father to dance with her and as they headed for the floor Mrs. Backman smiled at me and offered me her hand.  I took it and led her out onto the floor.  As we danced Mrs. Backman asked:

“Did Russ ask you what I asked him to?”

“Yes he did.”

“Are you going to do it for him?”

I hesitated to answer and she moved close and deliberately pushed her leg into contact with my cock which was hard as a rock and held it hard against me and said:

“Or maybe you’ll do it for me?”

I gave up! I couldn’t fight it any more and I pushed my cock into her and said, “Okay; I’ll do it for you” and moved my hand down and squeezed her ass.  She giggled and said, “Good boy Frankie; I knew I could count on you” and she kept her leg against my cock for the rest of the song.  Before we could leave the floor Russ and Sarah walked up and Russ said, “Time to switch partners” and he took his wife in his arms and they danced off as Sarah moved into mine.

 As I took her into my arms I was wondering about the contradictions Mrs. Backman had presented me with.  Based on the way I’d rescued her daughter Mrs. Backman thought I was just the kind of guy she wanted for her daughter – the same guy who had said okay when she had given him a blatantly sexual (or so I thought anyway) come on.  Where was the sense in that?  Didn’t the cock/leg push and the ass squeeze show me to be an untrustworthy asshole?  And that’s what she wants for her daughter?  Like I said; makes no sense at all.

As we started moving to the music Sarah said, “Have you given any more thought to having dinner with me?”

“I have” I said remembering her mother’s leg pressing into my erection, “and I will do it, but it has to be before my girlfriend comes back and I expect that will be next Wednesday.”

“How about tomorrow?”

“Are you sure that you want to do this?”

“Yes I am.”

“Okay then, tomorrow it is.”

When the party broke up and we were leaving it just happened that I was walking out with Russ and his family.  He and Sarah were several feet in front of me and Mrs. Backman was by my side.  She leaned over and whispered:

“Thank you Frankie” and then she licked my ear and said, “I owe you one and I always pay my debts.”

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Thanks to Sarah and her mom – most particularly her mom – I went home with a case of ‘blue balls’ and was resigned to a furious session with my right hand once I got home.  I was surprised to find Gloria sitting in the parking lot waiting for me.  She got out of her car and walked over to me as I got out of my pickup and put her arms around me and kissed me.

 “I’ll take it” she said as she broke the kiss.

“You’ll take what?”

“Your deal.  Your friends with benefits deal.  Can we start now?  Tonight?”

If it hadn’t been for Mrs. Backman, and to some degree Sarah, and the shape they had put me in I might have said no, but I was horny as a goat and so I didn’t.  Gloria wanted to make up for lost time and somewhere around four a.m. I fell asleep exhausted.

When I rolled out of bed at nine I smelled coffee and a trip to the kitchen showed me that Gloria was working at putting together a breakfast.  She smiled when I walked in and said:

“I was going to wake you when I finished making the pancake batter.”

She walked over to me and kissed me and went back to making pancakes.  Over her shoulder she asked:

“Who is Sarah?”

“What?”

“Who is Sarah?  She called about thirty minutes ago.  She said figure on Delmonte’s.  What does that mean?”

“I guess that is where we are having dinner tonight.”

Gloria gave me a look that I couldn’t read and then went back to making pancakes.  As she set a plate with three hot cakes on it in front of me she said:

“I guess I need to leave.  I’m sure you won’t want me here when you bring her home with you.”

“It isn’t that kind of date.  She’s my boss’s daughter and I let myself be conned into taking her out by both her mom and dad.”

“She attractive?”

“Honestly?  She’s hot, but it is strictly hands off.  Bad things can happen to me at work if I get on the wrong side of her daddy and I don’t need that.”

“So it wouldn’t upset you if I was here?  I mean if your date is all that hot you might come home needing some relief.”

“I wouldn’t do that to you.”

“Do what?” 

“Make love to you while thinking about the girl I just left.”

She looked at me in silence for a couple of seconds and then said, “Well there is that I guess.”  Another second or two of silence and then she said:

“I might as well get this out.  I screwed up baby.  I never should have started dating that asshole when I got to Baylor.  I had what I wanted right here and I let it get away from me.  I’m going to do whatever I have to do to get you back and that means that I need to stay close to you whenever I’m home from school and if that means I have to be your stand-by designated reliever then that is what I will be.  I have a week and a half before I go back to school and I’m hoping by then I’ll have you back and waiting for me to come home on weekends.  Don’t forget my dad works for an airline and I have pass privileges so I can easily get home.  I’m going to fight for you baby.  Now that I’ve fed you I’m going to fuck you.”

She stood up, dropped the robe to display her naked body and then she walked to the bedroom.  I wiped my mouth with a napkin and got up to follow her.

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My dinner date with Sarah was a revelation.  After dinner we went to the movies.  About halfway through the movie Sarah leaned over to me and said:

“Get me out of here.  Please?”

I didn’t think much of the movie anyway so we got up and left.  Once outside the theatre I asked her what she would like to do.

“I want to go out to the lake and neck.”

“You what?”

“You heard me.  I’m tired of this pussy-footing around.  I’ve done everything except send you an engraved invitation.  Hell Frank; I’ve even tried using my dad to get you.  Well, this isn’t engraved, but it is a flat out invitation.  Give me fifteen minutes out at the lake and I’ll own you.”

I was stunned!  Where had the young innocent girl that I thought was Sarah gone?  Fifteen minutes and she would own me?  Most of me wanted to speed out to the lake and see what Sarah had to offer, but there was a small part of me that was screaming “Danger Frank, Danger!”  As I stood there looking at Sarah I was thinking I was in a lose/lose situation.  Take her to the lake and do what she apparently wants and her daddy finds out I’d be toast.  Don’t do what she wanted and she goes crying to daddy and I could very well be toast.

“Well?” she said as I stood there seeing my job go down in flames.  Then something snapped in my head and I thought:

“Fuck it!  If you are going down in flames anyway you may as well get something out of it.”

I opened the door of the truck and as she got in she asked, “Where are we going?”

“To the lake.”

I got in and she slid over next to me and put a hand on my leg as she said:

“You won’t be sorry Frank; I promise you that you won’t be sorry.”

Miss Sarah was nowhere near the sweet innocent young girl that I’d thought she was.  As I turned onto Hess Road Sarah’s fingers found my zipper and an eighth of a mile later she had my cock in her hand and was stroking it.

“Surprised?” she asked.

“Extremely so.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know.  I suppose it is because what little I’ve seen of you led me to believe that you were what some would call ‘a nice girl’ and nice girls don’t do what you are doing.”

“Looks can be deceiving sweetie and when it comes to being nice I can be very nice.”

A half mile from the parking lot just off the swimming beach Sarah scooted sideways and then lowered her head into my lap.  I was way past being surprised so I reached down and tripped the seat bar so the seat would move back and give Sarah more room.  I pulled into the lot, parked and then leaned back and ran my fingers through Sarah’s hair as she ran her tongue around my cock and moved her lips up and down on it.

After several minutes she took her mouth off of me and said, “I thought I would try to get the quick one out of the way so the next one would take a while.”

“I told you I had a girlfriend.”

“But you said she has been gone.”

“She took very good care of me before she left.”

“You need to know that I plan to take you away from her.”

“Why would you say something like that?  You don’t even know me.”

“I know you are the kind of guy I want.  You didn’t know me at all and yet you went out of your way to help me and keep me safe.  That’s the kind of man that all girls want.  Add to that you are kind of cute and that is a package that I want.  I don’t know if we are a fit and can make it work, but I do want to try.”

“And you don’t think that I’m going to think that you are coming on pretty damned strong?  First date and you have my cock in your mouth?”

“All I can say Frank is that you did not rescue an innocent young lady at that frat house.  If my boyfriend of the moment hadn’t gotten drunk on his ass I would have spent several hours at his apartment and he wouldn’t have been my first.  One of the things that I learned early on is that if you are not sexually compatible the relationship is going nowhere.  I’ve spent months dating a guy and enjoying his company before giving it up only to find out that we were lousy in bed together.  After several of those I decided to find out about the important part up front.  It saves a lot of wasted time.”

“Your boyfriend the night of the party didn’t measure up?”

“Actually he did, but he failed the ‘take care of Sarah’ test when he got shit-faced and left me at the mercy of his frat brothers.  Where you are concerned we already have that test out of the way.”

“And if I fail the compatibility test?”

“Then I will have at least thanked you for coming to my rescue and I won’t try to steal you from your girlfriend.”

“Besides the compatibility test and the take care of Sarah test how many more tests are there?”

“Just one and it is a biggie, but we don’t get to that one until we have been a couple for a while.  Do you have a blanket for the beach?”

I am pleased to be able to say that, at least by my yardstick, Sarah and I were extremely compatible sexually.  As I was driving her home she said:

“Now all I have to figure out is how to cause you and your girlfriend to break up.”

“Only one problem with that.”

“What?”

“I’m not sure that I want to break up with her.”

“What does she have that I don’t?”

“Don’t know, but I’ve known her for years and I barely know you.  I don’t know anything about you other than you are sort of a ‘free thinker’ where sex is concerned.”

“I explained that to you.”

“I know you did, but you were explaining it from your standpoint based on your outlook and experience, but I don’t see things the same way.  I want to know a person a whole lot better before getting intimate.  I agree that sexual compatibility is probably important, but there is a whole lot more that needs to be there for a relationship to be solid.  Your way of looking at things may be valid for you, but it isn’t for me.  I’d have to know you a whole lot better than I do now and really like what I’ve learned about you before you could even come close to being my girlfriend.”

“Then why did you let tonight happen?”

“Don’t blame me.  Tonight was your idea.  You knew I was seeing someone else, but you still pushed for me to just have a thank you dinner with you.  The way the night progressed is wholly on you.  I made no moves to have anything other than a simple evening out with you.”

“Then why didn’t you push me away and say “Sorry, but I have to stay true to my girl” instead of letting me do what I did?”

“Two reasons.  The first is that we are not engaged and have made no promises of fidelity to each other and the second one is that I’m a guy and I have a dick and my dick will not let me pass up free pussy.”

“Is that all I am to you?”

“No, but unless something bad happens between Allie and me you won’t be anyone other than a girl I have dated.”

“No chance huh?”

“I didn’t say that.  What I said is that there isn’t much chance unless Allie and I break up for some reason.”

I pulled up in front of her house and before I could get out and get the door for her she said “Goodnight” and got out of the car and walked briskly into the house.  I hoped that her dad wasn’t looking out the window.  The way she bailed out of the car and left me would have him asking questions that I could do with out.

I was going over the evening in my mind and wondering about possible outcomes, especially those that might happen at work, when I walked into my apartment.  With all that I had on my mind I had totally forgotten that Gloria said that she would be waiting to take care of any blue balls I might bring home. 

When I walked into the apartment I found her waiting on the living room couch – naked and smiling.  She got up, came to me, put her arms around me and kissed me.  She stepped back and said:

“You didn’t bring it home did you?  The bitch got to you.  I can smell it on you.”  I shrugged and Gloria said, “She had better have left some for me and she took my hand and pulled me into the bedroom.

Luckily Sarah had left just enough.

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In the morning I woke up to a new day and with a problem that a lot of guys would have loved to have.  I had three hot girls who wanted me.  Allison considered me hers; Gloria was determined to take me away from Allison and Sarah had outright told me she was going to take me away from my girlfriend (that might have changed given the way she’d gotten out of my truck so God only knew what she might do) but either way I couldn’t allow myself to forget who her daddy was or what he might or would do for his little girl.

The day did start out well.  As I went to get out of bed Gloria grabbed me and pulled me down saying:

 “We have to start the day out right baby.”

And so we did.  At ten Gloria left to go to see her parents and I figured that it would be a good time to go over and see mine.  I was surprised when I walked into the kitchen and found Mr. and Mrs. Ames having coffee with my mom and dad.  I hadn’t expected them back until the middle of the coming week.  Mrs. Ames smiled at me and said:

“I didn’t expect to see you here this morning.  I thought Allison would have you tied up for hours telling you about the trip.”

“I haven’t seen Allison.”

“That’s odd; she left to go over to your place almost forty-five minutes ago.”

I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat down and socialized for about an hour and then I got up and headed back to my place.  When I got there I saw Allison’s car and we both got out of our vehicles at the same time.  She walked over to me and I opened my arms to hug her and was totally unprepared for the slap she delivered to my face.

“You miserable fucking hypocrite!  You made my life a hell because I dated a guy while you were gone, but you can spend the night with that whore Gloria while I’m gone?  And don’t bother denying it asshole; I saw her walk out of your place this morning.  Well fuck you you bastard” and she turned and stalked to her car, got in and slammed the door.  She started the engine, looked my way, gave me the finger and drove away.

What could I say?  She was right.  The surprising thing to me was that I gave no thought to chasing after her and asking her to forgive me.  “Oh well, I thought to myself, I still have Gloria and maybe Sarah.  That thought caused my mood to darken a little.  Gloria would be going back to school in a week and that would leave just Sarah and because of her father I didn’t know if that would be good or bad.  Then I remembered how Sarah and I had parted and I didn’t know if Sarah would want to see me again or not.  Merry fucking Christmas Frank!

The next day was Christmas and I had committed to having Christmas dinner at my parent’s house and I was not looking forward to it.  Mr. and Mrs. Ames would undoubtedly be there and most likely Allison would be there also.

I arrived early to help mom in the kitchen and found Mrs. Ames already there.  She was cordial when she said “Good morning Frankie” but there was no smile on her face and that told me that Allison had talked with her.  My mother was in a good mood so that told me that Mrs. Ames hadn’t shared with my mom whatever Allison had told her mom.  It was still going to be an awkward day.

Mr. Ames and Allison showed up about an hour later.  I had already decided that I would let Allison set the tone.  If she ignored me or gave me nasty looks I would steer clear of her, but if she was talkative I would be sociable and follow her lead.

Allison was cordial if a bit standoffish so I only spoke when spoken to which wasn’t all that often.  We had dinner and then retired to the family room where the tree was set up for the giving of gifts.  Allison opened the gift I’d placed under the tree for her, glanced at the pearl necklace that had cost me a weeks pay, and then set it aside without a word.  I saw the look on the face of Mrs. Ames and I knew that Allison was going to catch hell as soon as she got home for not even offering a simple thank you.

After Allison and her parents had gone home my mom said, “You and Allison having problems?”

“Some.”

“Bad problems?”

“As far as she is concerned.  While she was gone I dated another girl and she’s mad at me because of it.”

“I would have been too if I was her.  Boyfriends shouldn’t do things like that.”

“I’m not engaged to Allison.  Technically we are not even going steady; we just date each other a lot.  And unlike you and Mrs. Ames I have not decided that Allison is the girl I should spend the rest of my life with.  While I am single I’m going to see what else is out there and if Allison doesn’t like it that’s just too bad.  She is free to do the same.”

Mom gave me one of those “Whatever am I going to do with you” looks and got up and went into the kitchen.

When I got back to my apartment I found Gloria waiting for me.  She was sitting on the couch naked except for a pair of heels and a big red bow tied around her waist.

“I’ve been waiting baby; come here and unwrap your present.”

I spent the rest of the weekend lounging around the apartment with Gloria and making frequent trips to the bedroom.  We talked and she kept insisting that she was determined that we were going to be a couple and she kept pushing for me to give her a token that she could take back to school with her; something that would show that we were going steady.  I told her what I’d told her before; that if neither of us was in a committed relationship when she got out of school we could give it a try.

“You are going to be gone for the better part of the next two years and I know your sexual appetite and I know that you are not going to go without.  The chance of me getting another one of your phone calls is too great.  If I’m not with someone when you come back to town on the weekends and school breaks I’d love to keep you company, but that is as far as I’m willing to commit.”

“Not even if I promise to come to come home every weekend??”

“That’s only two days Gloria.  There are still the other five and I don’t think you can stay away from the guys that I know will be constantly hitting on you.  You can say that you won’t have anything to do with them and you might even mean it when you say it, but I don’t think you can do it.  To be absolutely honest about it I’m not sure that I wouldn’t be tempted to see other girls while you are gone.  Better for both of us to keep our options open.”

“I’m still going to come back every weekend.”

“Then I’ll keep the weekends open, but I’m not making any promises over how I’ll spend the week.”

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Monday was a busy day at work and I didn’t notice any change in my boss’s behavior toward me.  The surprise came when I got off work.  I walked out to the parking lot and found Sarah sitting on the tailgate of my truck.  She stood up as I approached and said:

“Hi.”

“Hi yourself.”

“I’m here to apologize for the other night.”

“No apology necessary.”

“Yes there is.  You were up front with me right from the beginning about seeing another girl.  I had no right to get pissy when you reminded me of it.”

“I wasn’t exactly being the ‘true blue’ boyfriend if I remember the evening rightly.  I suppose you did have some right to expect a little something after what we did.”

“Can we start over?  I mean can we be friends?  I know you have a girl right now, but can we be friends?”

“I don’t see why not.  Want to get a cup of coffee?”

“Yes, I’d like that.”

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Gloria had to return to school on the 29^th so she did her best during the four days after Christmas to fuck me to death.  The week was pretty much work, go home and deal with Gloria and try to get some sleep.

Twice during the week Sarah came to visit her father at work and both times ‘just happened’ to be at lunch time and both times it ‘just happened’ that Russ couldn’t get away so Sarah asked me to join her for lunch and I did. 

I’d not seen or heard from Allison since Christmas day.  I hadn’t tried calling her because there was nothing I could say.  She had been right.  I was a hypocrite.  I did shun her for dating while I was away for training and I did get with Gloria when Allison was gone.  I had done exactly what I had been pissed at her for doing.  I had no defense.

  What I did have was a New Years party to go to and no date.  Gloria would be gone and Allison wasn’t talking to me.  The solution occurred to me during my second lunch with Sarah.  I asked her if she had plans for New Year’s Eve and she said no so I asked her out and she said yes.

The night of the party I showed up at the Backman house to pick up Sarah and when I rang the doorbell it was Sarah’s mother who opened the door.  I went instantly hard.  She was dressed and ready to go to a party and she was stunning!  A fairly low cut ‘little black dress’ that showed some mind boggling cleavage and ended just high enough to show off her fabulous legs.  High heels made of thin leather straps completed the outfit and I forgot myself and muttered “Wow!”  Mrs. Backman beamed and said, “Why thank you young man.”

She stepped aside and told me to come in.  She led me into the living room and told me to have a seat on the couch.  She sat down on the easy chair across from the couch, crossed her legs and said:

“Sarah is still getting ready and Russ is in the shower.  I’m so glad that you are taking Sarah out.”

I heard her words, but I barely processed them since most of my attention was on the sexy leg display in front of me.  Mrs. Backman laughed and said:

“Maybe we should switch dates.  Let Sarah go with her dad and I’ll go with you.”

I tore my attention away from her legs and moved my gaze toward her face and said “Ma’am?”

She laughed again and said, “Russ doesn’t look at me like that any more.  I like it.  I could stand an evening of it.”

I blushed and she said, “Don’t get all flustered on me Frank.  It’s natural.  A woman loves to hear compliments and she loves to see them too” as her gaze fell to the tent in my trousers.

I sat there looking at the sexy display, but was saved from saying anything stupid by Sarah coming into the room.  She looked like a carbon copy of her mother in her LBD and heels.  The difference was that Sarah’s mom radiated an earthy sexiness whereas Sarah’s aura was more of an innocent sexiness.  I had to admit to myself that if given a choice as to who I wanted that night mom would have won hands down.  And mom knew it!  I could see it in her eyes.

As soon as we were in the truck Sarah slid over next to me and put her hand on the lump in my trousers.

“Mom got to you huh?  She does have that effect on guys.”

I of course said, “Don’t be silly” and Sarah laughed.

 “You’re a guy Frank and it is only natural.  I just hope that I have the same effect on you when I get to be her age.”

I turned and looked at her and she said, “That’s right Frank; I expect us to be together twenty years from now.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“Of course I am.  You passed the compatibility test and the take care of Sarah test.  I am sure that you are the one Frank.  I know we haven’t known each other all that long, but I’m pretty sure that you are the one I’m looking for.  All I have to do is make it happen.”

“I thought there was another test I had to pass.  When do I find out what it is?”

“When it happens.”

“I don’t get a clue?”

“Nope.  It will happen on its own and when it does I’m pretty sure that you will pass it.  No more talking about it.  We are out to have a good time tonight, not plan our future.  Tonight is dance, dance, dance.”

We had a very good time for the first hour of the party and then it turned a bit sour.  Allison showed up at the party.  Seeing her there with a date didn’t bother me and there was no reason why it should have, but it soon became apparent that Allison’s purpose was to try and get me pissed.  She plastered herself to her date on the dance floor and ground her body into her partner and he responded by dropping his hand to her ass and pulling her tight against him. Allison looked at me and gave me a nasty smile.

After about a half hour Sarah asked me, “Why is that tramp constantly looking at you?”

“Remember back to the time when you said that surely my girlfriend wouldn’t mind you and I going out for a simple thank you dinner?”

“Yes, and you said something to the effect that there wasn’t a chance in hell that she wouldn’t mind.”

“Well she certainly did get pissed when she found out I’d dated another girl while she was gone (of course I didn’t tell Sarah that the girl was Gloria) and she called me a rotten bastard and hasn’t spoken to me since.”

“So?”

“That’s her and I guess she is speaking to me now.”

“I don’t understand.”

“The way she is behaving in front of me is her saying “Fuck you Frank.”  She keeps looking at me to make sure I’m not missing the show she is putting on.”

“Okay then; as long as she keeps looking at us I think we need to put on a show of our own.”

She moved in tight against me and said, “Put your hands on my ass lover” and then she pulled my head down and kissed me.  Her tongue darted into my mouth and out of the corner of my eye I saw the nasty smile disappear from Allison’s face to replaced by a pissed off look.  I smiled inwardly and returned Sarah’s kiss with a little tongue of my own.

For the rest of the evening I kept my back to Allison so I didn’t see anything she was doing.  When the count down to midnight came Sarah moved in tight against me and at the stroke of midnight she gave me a kiss that should have melted the nails in my shoes.  When she broke the kiss she said:

“I want to get out of here Frank.  We need to get somewhere where we can start the New Year out the way it should be.  Take me to a motel.”

As we left I saw Allison starring at me and if looks could kill I’d have been a corpse.

I headed toward my apartment as Sarah slid over next to me and unzipped my pants and worked my cock out into the open.  She stared at it for a second or two and then she bent and took it in her mouth.  About halfway to the apartment I thought better of going there.  Sarah didn’t know where I lived and once she found out she might take it in her mind to drop by from time to time and if Gloria had meant what she said when she told me that she was going to come home every weekend I didn’t need Sarah and Gloria running into each other.

I hung a right on Wilcox and headed for motel row.  There were nine motels on Wilcox between Baker and Union and the first six I came to had the “No Vacancy” signs lit so I pulled into the seventh.  Once in the room Sarah said:

“I’m not an easy slut Frank.  What I am is a girl who goes after what she wants and when I go after it I go full speed ahead.”

As she spoke she undressed and I stood there and watched.

“Come on Frank; get a move on.  I don’t want to be the only naked one in the room.”

I hurriedly undressed and then the night got physical – extremely physical.  Sarah blew me and then pulled me on top of her and after we both came we went sixty-nine until I was hard again.  Then it was doggie followed by another blow job followed by cowgirl.

It was a quiet Sarah who sat next to me in the truck as I pulled up in front of her house.  I got out, opened her door and walked her to her front door.  She turned to me and said:

“I will see you again, won’t I?”

“Of course you will” I said and she came up on her toes and kissed me.

“Call me.  Soon” she said and went into the house.

When I got to the apartment I undressed and fell into bed exhausted.

The doorbell ringing woke me up and I glanced at the bedside clock and saw that it was just after eleven and I wondered who would be at my door on New Year’s day.  I got up, put on my robe and walked to the door and opened it just in time to see Allison’s car pull out of the parking lot.  I shrugged and started to close the door and then noticed a paper bag sitting just in front of it.  I bent down and looked inside and saw several pieces of cloth.  I carried the bag to the kitchen table and dumped the contents of the bag on it.  There was a pair of thong panties, a pair of thigh high nylons and a brassiere and they were all cum stained.  I picked them up to toss them into the trash and underneath them I found four filled and tied off condoms.  It seems that Allison had found a rather unique way of saying “Fuck you!”  I looked at the pile and then shrugged.  I had to admit that I deserved it.

To be continued.