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By *onny Bones OP Man
over a year ago
a block away from heaven |
I know it’s not right to name names and the way things have developed it wouldn’t be good to expose people involved. The girl down the road (call her Jodie) was always polite, a hello in the morning when I first moved in and always a masssive smile. Her parents were always cool with me too. It’s one of those neighbourhoods where people keep themselves to themselves but this family was alright! Jodie was always doing something to help someone. She’d go to the shop and buy milk for the old couple at number 62, or cutting the grass for James the old boy at number 71. You know the kind of girl that could be trusted. Her 18th birthday party was one of those that got out of hand and spilled out onto the street but nobody complained, probably because it was Jodie. All the commotion caused something to change between her parents. Mack, her dad, seemed to stay out more and more. I’d notice because there would be an extra parking space outside and I wouldn’t see him leaving for work in the morning. He’d be away for days and then after a while he was there less and less until it was obvious he’d moved out.
Jodie’s Mum Jane was very quiet and seemed even more withdrawn after Mack had left. She seemed to wake up, go to work, come home and repeat the same thing daily. I didn’t realise the extent of just how hard she was working until I’d bumped into Jodie at the local shop. She was buying quite a few things and had a few bags with her so I offered to help. Jodie is at an age where she should be out with her mates on a Friday night, not picking up copies of Woman’s Own and sewing kits, Fizzy Grape juice and loads of milk! We had a 5 minute walk back to our street and so we started talking. She said that the night of her 18th birthday party a woman showed up at the house and announced how long Mack had been fucking her and how many times he had fucked her on the marital bed. This young lady knew way too many details of her dads sex life. All found out on her 18th birthday. I felt for her. She went to explain that Mack had stopped paying any bills and her mum was working extra shifts just to make ends meet. Jodie had started to take odd jobs around the neighbourhood. This trip to shop was for some of the neighbours who would let her keep the change from her visit to the shop. She had a paid job to go for but it would be a few weeks until she started and her Mum needed more money ASAP. She asked if I knew of any jobs she could do in the short term. Not knowing anything avaialable I asked if she’d like to do some cleaning for me. 2 hours per week. £20 per week. Not thinking it was much of an offer I was surprised when she agreed.
She does a brilliant job sorting out this place and had been brilliant for the first couple of weeks. Last week I noticed that she hadn’t been. I didn’t want to call her or anything like that. Part of me had hoped that she earned enough money odd-jobbing to go and do something nice. I saw Jane as she left for work on Friday morning. She came over quiet and timid as usual and asked how I was. She thanked me for the work I’d given Jodie and explained that Mack had called Jodie and was in bother because things weren’t working with his new lady. Jane was worried as she feared what Mack would be telling her daughter Hines that she shouldn’t know and was worried by what she would be exposed to whilst with her dad. Jane also said that Mack had been calling her wanting to come home and that she didn’t know what to do. I was taken back as we had never really spoken at any length. Jane was talking away and I was looking for an easy escape! She was cute, definitely not a ‘plain’ Jane. There was something in what she was saying that showed she had another side to her. In some ways it was the things that she wasn’t saying that seemed to spark my interest. She also started talking about the night of the argument, only slightly different to the story Jodie had told me whilst walking back from the shop. She seemed more upset that the lady caused a scene at their home. Not bothered about Mack’s playing away. I said I had to get going before the traffic got heavy.
I came home from work and realised that someone had been here. Everything was sparkling like never before. Skirting boards, coffee tables and even the light switches were gleaming. Only thing that annoyed me slightly was that the back door was left unlocked. I text Jodie to thank her for a great job and got this reply: ‘Hey I’m so sorry I’ve not been able to get around recently I’m with my dad. I’ll let you know when I’m back’. I was scratching my head. Who had cleaned up if it weren’t Jodie? I went upstairs to my bedroom. The floor was cleared and the hoover was still in there, which was weird. The bed had been made but the sheets were ruffled with the laptop in the middle of it. It was when I went to move the laptop that it sparked into life. Straight to Fab homepage. This wasn’t my profile though. I looked closely at this profile. A woman with the body of a goddess. As it was already logged in I looked at the private album. I got comfortable and really intrigued now. How the hell has this profile ended up on my laptop? As I rolled over on the bed I noticed it was wet, almost soaked! The private album had 21 pictures in it. Different poses, quite evocative. The last one was a facial shot. Literally! A picture of JANE with a massive load covering her face.
I know it’s her but what do I do? She’s here on Fab and seems to be quite active.
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By *onny Bones OP Man
over a year ago
a block away from heaven |
I don’t know if I’ve lost my bottle or what but I couldn’t just walk up to her and ask her outright. I spent all day with the pictures of her body on my mind all day. This sweet innocent faced lady i’d seen cover up even in the heat wave we just had has a tattoo and piercings in places I didn’t think she would. This timid lady likes a facial and according to her profile deep throats for fun. I came home and decided to jump on here and decide what I’d do next. I was surprised to see a wink from her profile. I’d already lost my bottle and started second guessing what I’d do so I went for the return wink! What a pussy! A wink back, I already know it’s you, I should message say something say anything! Then a message came through. Within seconds of winking a message came through. ‘You almost caught me. Can’t believe you came home and I didn’t hear you! Sorry about he sheets! Can I have my panties back?’ I read it twice, three times and got so caught up now I had the confirmation it was Jane that I hadn’t really taken any notice of the last part of the message. Then she messaged again this time asking if I knew who it was. Of course I knew who it was but wtf! This is plain Jane from a few doors away! As I went to reply there was a knock at the door. I went to answer and realised that all this time I had been playing with myself. I was throbbing at this point and was in two minds about opening the door with a boner bulging through my tracksuit bottoms. As I started downstairs I heard the front door close. Jane had let herself in with Jodie’s key and was waiting there in the hallway in the most drab and boring tracksuit ever, yet I couldn’t have cared less if she was modelling a bin liner. Nothing was said by either of us, not a word uttered at all. Jane simply walked over to the stairs where I was still standing with that foolish, amazed look on my face! Then she whispered in my ear ‘I got your wink’ then she pulled my trousers down. I don’t know if I was shy or something but I was frozen literally stiff. She sucked my cock for what seemed like a minute before I could feel my toes start to curl. I lost my inhibitions and my good boy act started to slip when I grabbed her head and started thrusting deeper and deeper in her throat. I started to moan and she knew I was about to explode when all of a sudden she stopped. Just like that, no warning with me starting to shake and quiver with what was going to be a massive explosion I could feel it. She looked at me and could clearly see my puzzled look. She brushed past me ran upstairs. I was standing there not knowing what to do. Do I finish myself off I was so close, nah of course not she just ran upstairs! Before I got the chance to head up the stairs myself, she was on the way back down. A red pair of lacy thongs in her hand. She slipped them in my hand asking me to look after them.
I’m even more frustrated now than I was before. I know Jodie is at her dads. Her light is on, I can see it from the window in my bedroom. She’s online too. No status updates or anything. She has no verifications showing on her page, do I leave one??
Do I go round and finish what she started or does that look a bit too desperate? |
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