Copyright © 2000, Jack Spratt. ALL Rights Reserved

Special thanks to my Proof Reader, George Davis

Working as a consultant in the communications industry leaves me a plenty of free time to indulge in other activities. Currently my requirements are very minimal; my excess baggage had packed up and disappeared, leaving me a 'dear john letter'. She flew out of my life, taking everything that wasn't nailed down. Our joint bank account had been cleaned out and the overdraft was up to the limit for the purchase of Travelers Cheques.

My name is Don Parson, currently single and after the sting I just experienced it may stay that way for a long time. At fifty-one, I should have seen the writing on the wall.

Arriving home on the momentous day the only thing left was the refrigerator and stove which came with the apartment, plus my personal clothes and the curtains. Fortunately, I maintain a rather large business account which my bitch of a partner did not have access. That evening I purchased a sleeping bag then started looking for another residence. It was a shitty night on a very hard floor.

She still has a key to the apartment and once burned twice shy. Searching the local paper for a reasonable abode and after calling several, one in particular tweaks my interest. It is a third floor two bedrooms in a working class area which is great, I can convert the second bedroom to an office my viewing appointment is tomorrow.

It is mid July and so far it has been a warm month. Arriving at the address, I can't help but notice the number of children playing in the street representing many nationalities. After talking to the superintendent, we view the apartment. The building is old but what really impresses me is the halls are clean and bright; that alone is a real plus. My biggest surprise is the actual size of the unit. The rooms are spacious and bright. Right off the kitchen is a balcony that overlooks the buildings small swimming pool. Just a glance brings a smile as many are very good looking young women. After a discussion with the super we come to an agreement, paying the first and last, then making arrangements to have the use of the freight elevator for this coming Friday to move my limited possessions to my new abode.

Dropping in at the local furniture store, the owner is the salesperson, delivery person and accountant. After mentioning that I had rented apartment down the street and am in the market for new furniture; the salesperson in her goes to work; forty five minutes later I have four rooms of furniture with delivery arranged for Friday. Returning to the old residence, armed with three boxes to pack my clothing and personal items everything is ready for the move.

There is an obvious need for new curtains and drapes. My current ones are all different sizes, shitty colors, my ex had picked them out and besides and nothing would fit in my new adobe. This requires an additional visit to the new apartment to do the measuring. Approaching the elevator, there is a voice behind me.

"Sir, are you moving into the building?"

Turning, there before me is a very beautiful young girl with an ebony complexion. She is a vision with budding breasts, very long well shaped legs. For me an instant turn on.

"Yes, the unit on the third floor. I am going to measure for new curtains."

"Well, mom, my brother and I live on the third floor also."

Following her into the elevator, I can't help but notice her short skirt and a loose blouse, apparently no bra; her small but hard nipples pressing against the material making their presents known. As we ride the to the third floor, she asks if she could help with the measuring; me not knowing the first thing about taking measurements; her offer is gladly accepted.

Walking in front of me, her movements accent the flow of her young body. My guess she is in twelve to fourteen age group and is obviously developing into a very appealing woman. First we are in the kitchen.

We introduce ourselves, her name is Ally Mowat, fourteen. She has been residing in the building for two years with her mother and brother Jack who is three years older. He works at the local hamburger joint part-time. Her mom works as a clerk at a big box store four blocks away. She is alone most of the time when not attending school.

As we are measuring window after window, actually she is doing the hard stuff, me I can't keep my eyes off her. Ally is jailbait but what beautiful jailbait. She is standing on a box reaching to the top of the window sill, on her toes stretching; her skirt rises with each stretch giving me a view of her legs, muscled and taunt. Then looking upwards, a view of Venus as her panties stretch over her bum and pubes; providing a detailed look at her luv lips their imprint vivid in her panties. Licking my lips imagining what natural wonders that lie hidden beneath, she catches me staring; a faint smile beams across her face as she steps down and smoothes her skirt with great fanfare, making sure the show is not going to waste. With all the measuring done, I enquire if she knows where they could be made. She mentions her mother can get them done and she will even help me hanging them. With that taken care of, my suggestion we go and get a cold drink and talk about colors gets a nod of agreement.

Her brother is on duty, Ally introduces me as their new neighbor. We chat about this and that, she enjoys school and is doing very well, she mentions she could do better with a computer and a printer. Mentioning I am bringing my unit home from the last job and she could use it anytime she wanted brings squeals of appreciation causing many to turn and look at the source, she is noticeable embarrassed.

She is more than willing to take me to where her mom works so we could order the window coverings. Her mother Rose is more than willing to help.

"I hope she hasn't been a pest."

"No, she actually has been a great help in suggesting coordinating colors for the various rooms in the apartment and mentioned you can arrange to have them custom made."

It is obvious where Ally get hers looks, as Rose looks and bearing emits a signal to any male within distance that she is one very sexy female. Just her looks and the way she assists me has me curious why she is single, Ally did mention she lived with her mom and bro, no mention of a father. After giving the measurements, Rose leaves, after a short wait she returns advising they will be ready Saturday, which works out perfect. I can pick them up in the morning. Ally volunteers to meet me at the apartment at eleven to help hang them.

Friday comes; fortunately my next contract isn't starting till Wednesday of next week. The place is a mess after the furniture is delivered, packing and boxes are everywhere. Arranging everything to my satisfaction and then gathering the waste for disposal. Ally's voice tells me she is here.

"My mom says the drapes will be ready tomorrow as promised."

Ally is in a two-piece bathing suit having just come from the pool. The suit material is like a second skin, showing her breasts and hard nipples as well as her pussy lips outlined in every detail. My woody reacts to my embarrassment. My mind keeps telling me Ally is a young teen, much too young for an old fart like me. That fact doesn't deter my natural reaction. Ally notices the tent in my slacks, it is like she knows what she is doing to me.

"How are you today?" Ally asked.

Dumbfounded I stammer.

"Fine thank you for asking."

She smiles and leaves for her apartment. Me watching as she walks away, her suit bottoms are pulled as tight as possible up her bum crack displaying a lot of the two mellow sized globes. Thinking to myself she did that on purpose. My erection is like an iron bar, maybe saltpeter will help.

Saturday at ten, I am at the store. The order is ready. Rose takes me to the hardware area and makes sure that all the necessary fasteners are included.

"Ally has done this before for a number of people, she has always had good eye for colors."

Once back in the unit the doorbell rings. Ally is standing in the doorway dressed in spandex shorts and a very tight tube top; there is an abundance of beautiful bare ebony skin. I want to reach out and touch somebody, Ally! She has her hair pulled back in a pony tail. Her lipstick sets off her delicious full lips; this is a first. Her smile is angelic. Ally demonstrates she does know all about hanging drapes and curtains, me doing as instructed. Screw this; hammer that, in about two hours everything is installed and significantly changes the look of the apartment. Ally backs into my erection numerous times without batting an eye. She has to know what she is doing to me. We sit on the sofa admiring the fruits of our labor, offering her a coke, she accepts. It is hard not to stare. Once again she has that all knowing smile on her face.

"What can I do to repay you for all your help?"

"Nothing other than using your computer and printer, it will help me improve my marks."

My eyes are still on her. Ally walks over and sits beside me. This is dangerous; she smells so good, her perfume a soft sexy scent. My erection becomes very pronounced and very noticeable.

"Am I responsible for that?"

"I hate to admit it, but yes you are."

"Why do you say hate?"

"Because an old fart like me isn't suppose to be attracted to a young teen."

"You're really not that old."

What else could I say? Ally's hand softly caresses the side of my face. Hell, my ex never made me feel like this and we lived together for three years. Then her arms encircle my neck pulling me to her tasty lips giving a kiss that seems to last an eternity. I feel her tongue enter my mouth as she tightens her grip. My hands seemingly with minds of their own are caressing her woman like breasts. Alarm bells start going off in my head, prompting me to pull away from heaven.

"We can't do this, you are too young."

"No, I am not, I am a woman, you felt that for yourself."

"We could end up doing something that both of us would regret. I don't want that to happen."

In desperate need of cold shower I walk to the kitchen. The door close softly as Ally leaves me to my feelings. That was close call; my mind is reeling with the thoughts of what could have happened.

Days later Ally still hasn't returned. However, Rose comes for a visit to see the apartment that does surprise me. Inviting her to come in and sit, my interest is tweaked. Rose looks very alluring but all I can see is Ally's resemblance to her. Sitting opposite to me her legs are slightly spread, a feeling of embarrassment floods over me as my eyes focus on her beautiful pink panties. Finally looking up to find she is watching me. With a need to change the focus I offer to get us something to drink which she refuses, in the kitchen with my body shaking, I grab a cold beer. Rose has shifted her body causing her skirt to ride higher on her legs, this is not good.

"I hope Ally hasn't been bothering you too much, she can be a pest at times."

"No, she has been a great help, if left on my own, the drapes would be orange and purple, she does have an excellent eye for color."

"Well, I told you Ally was good."

As she looks at the window coverings, my eyes are focused between her legs. Her panties are molded to her pussy lips; there is a pronounced area of dampness on the crotch. She looks at me and smiled.

"May I use the washroom? And I will have that drink now, a cola if you have one."

I point to the washroom and go for the cola. Returning, she is sitting on the sofa her legs slightly spread. After handing her the cola, I sit. We chat about various things; my eyes are all over her body. Then my brain registers the scent of her perfume that nearly does me in, it is very similar to Ally's. Rose shifts her body and her skirt slowly rides upward. Rose beckons me to her. On my knees between her legs, the view is extraordinary, even better by moving her panties to one side, her thick luv lips spread showing the beautiful pink interior; a sharp contrast to the coffee brown of her skin. Lowering my lips a quick flick of my tongue gives me my first taste of heaven. Her fingers in my hair slowly stroking, she is emitting soft moans. Her juices begin to flood heavily providing me with a seemingly endless taste of heaven. What could be better than this, then a thought comes to me, it can only be Ally in this position. Rose's body tenses, a climax is close, with my mouth on her large clit sucking; it is only a matter of time. Finally Rose's body stiffens. The climax is powerful and extended. Her hands now pull my face into her. In a very short time her body trembles to the second climax. Pulling my face to her mouth she gives me a very passionate kiss.

"It has been a long time; I have missed that feeling; you know how to use your tongue."

"You taste wonderful."

Rose reaches for my fly releasing my rigid cock. Shifting her body, to a reclining position she guides my tool into a very moist heaven. The feel of her warm body engulfs me. Pumping slowing wanting to enjoy the feeling as longevity of this won't last long. Kissing Rose is memorable experience, something to be done over and over. But nature takes control, at the point of no return; we continue to pump trying to extend the feeling. Rose holds me very tight her teeth nibbling my ear lobe.

"Just let go Don, I am protected."

With that comment, relaxing, my hot cum flows into Rose. Holding me tight she rams her hips into mine. It seems like an eternity. Finally Rose moves under me. Opening my eyes, she smiles and gives me a quick kiss

"Anytime you want to come over for a coke or just to talk, please do."

Rose has a glow to her. She is content.

"I wish I could stay the night but I have to return to my apartment, Ally is doing her homework and I was only supposed to be here for a short time."

Sitting up she adjusts her skirt, then heads to the door with me in toe. She turns and we kiss with my hands on her ample breasts. I watch her walk to her apartment. My loins are stirring again. My mind is on Ally since her mother is so comfortable and very knowledgeable, would the daughter be the same, is she still a virgin? My brain is wandering on very dangerous ground. Perhaps Rose and Ally in bed together, now that is something to dream about.

Two weeks have passed since my encounter with Rose. Ally must have been busy or perhaps angry at me as I had not seen her. My current contract is progressing very well; actually the firm I am working for offered me an extension because one of my proposals saved them a sizable amount of money and man hours. They now want me to review other areas of their business. It is a wonderful feeling, a good reason to celebrate but not alone. Tomorrow being Friday is an early day for me. Thinking of Rose I call.

"Rose how would you like to go out on the town Saturday? I want to celebrate the extension of my contract."

"You have no idea how I would love too, but I have to work tonight and for the next three days."

"This weekend is free, but next weekend could be a work in progress and I want to share my good fortune. Next weekend perhaps, assuming we are both free?"

"I would love too, how about next Saturday?"

"Hopefully, it will be a date."

"What about Ally? I know she is young, but since you don't have a partner, I know she would jump at the chance. She has a new outfit she has been dying to wear but hasn't had the opportunity. I could ask her if you would like."

Taking a fourteen-year-old beauty to dinner has my spike growing in leaps and bounds, but what would people think. Who cares what they think.

"Ok, please do, and let me know."

Later while cleaning the apartment, the telephone rings.

"Hi, my mom tells me you needed a partner for dinner tomorrow. I would love to accompany you. Would this be like a date?"

"Ok, this will be our first date."

"Where will we be going, I want to make sure I am dressed properly?"

"Well there is the Talbot Inn; I have been told that is an excellent restaurant."

"Oh, it one of the best, I have never been there; what time should I be ready."

"I will knock on your door at seven Saturday night."

"I will be ready."

With that comment she hangs up. By the sound of her voice, it is easy to tell she is excited about going on a first date. Now it has me wondering if it is the right thing to do considering my relationship with her mother.