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Chapter 4 by Electricbull8i Electricbull8i

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Emergency Call

Stepping out of the bathroom in just a towel after a much needed shower, Becky sees that her phone is vibrating. Picking it up she was suddenly thrust into a panic as the person on the other side said that her precious daughter had been in an accident and was now in the local hospital. From there the protective mother didn't even stop to listen about the extent of the situation, she hung up yelling that she would be right over. Throwing her phone back into her purse she grabbed it, her car keys, and slid into a pair of flip flops before running out the door as she was.

Driving more than five miles over the speed limit the entire way there she got to the hospital in record time, luckily not spotted by any cops.

She haphazardly parked her car and hastily got out to run inside. It wasn't till about ten steps away and a timely wolf whistle that she realized all that she had left behind. Her keys still in the ignition, purse in the passenger seat, oh and the towel she had been wearing caught in the door. The moment this registered for the woman she stood stock still not knowing what to do. While the person who whistled, a middle aged man, said to his son in a wheel chair with a large cast on his leg "see son things have a way of working out as they should." While the boy around Becky's daughters age, who wore a depressed look on his face a moment ago, had an appreciative grin as he brought up the phone he had been playing games on to take a picture of the awesome sight to show his friends at school.

The stunned woman allowed the boy to get multiple pictures of her large pale chest with light pink nipples, trim stomach, shapely pale legs, and her raven black landing strip just above her pink slit. To then put on a sheepish grin before slowly and awkwardly cupping a boob in each hand forgoing her exposed crotch. She awkwardly laughed, feeling so embarrassed, eventually turning around showing off her bulbous buns to the father and son pair.

The raven haired woman did her best to ignore the feeling of eyes on her plump ass while she opened the door, grabbed the towel, wrapped it around herself, grabbed her keys and purse. Her mind and worry finally back on getting inside and making sure her daughter is ok.


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