Morgan and Bill at her house!

Bill finished the plate of pasta Morgan had cooked in minutes. He couldn't believe how fantastic it was. "That was the best meal I had in a long time!" He said sitting back.

Morgan got up and took the plates to the kitchen in her house. "I'm glad you liked it. I really like cooking!"

Bill laughed, "You're the best. Cooking and cleaning for me!"

Morgan put the dishes in the sink. She looked up at Bill and smiled, "That's not all I do!" She made a blowjob gesture with her hand.

"If you were my girlfriend, I'd never take you for granted." He spoke seriously.

Morgan went to the fridge, "Too bad I'm not!" She joked. "Want a beer?" She said grabbing a budwieser she had left over. They were both already drunk, but Morgan wanted more. She poured herself a glass of wine and walked over to the couch. She set the beer on a coaster in front of Bill.

"Why not?" Bill asked out of nowhere.

Morgan was watching MTV, not really paying attention. Her favorite show "The Jersey Shore" was on. She realized how much Bill reminded her of these guys.

"Why not?" Bill asked again.

"Why not what?" Morgan looked over. She took a sip of her wine.

"Why aren't you my girlfriend?" He looked at her seriously.

Morgan shook her head. "I just broke up with my boyfriend who is YOUR friend. And you just broke up with MY friend. What would it look like if we started dating." The whole reality of what had occured in the past few days finally hit her. She felt ashamed and sick to her stomach. "We are SOOO STUPID!" Morgan put her hands on her face. She felt Bill put his arms around her back.

"This is what we wanted." He told her.

Morgan was unsure. "I don't know what I want."

Bill pulled her hands down and pulled her face close to his. "I love you!"

Morgan's eyes went wide. "Talk about moving fast!"

Bill kept his eyes locked to show his sincerity. "I love you and want to be with you!"

"You don't even know me!" She told him.

"I know enough. You're an amazing cook, your funny, and your gorgeous!" Bill was serious about everything. He wanted her more than anyone. He had to have her.

Morgan blushed, she looked down embarrassed. "You're SOOO nice now," she slapped him on the shoulder. "What happened to the asshole."

Bill continued, "I don't have much. I hate my home and my job. But at least with you I'd have the best piece of eye-candy anyone knows!" He gritted his teeth. "I'll make all my brothers and friends AND coworkers jealous!"

Morgan stood up shaking her head, "There's the asshole!" She walked outside and opened the screen door to the balcony. She needed a cigarette.

Bill came out after her. He sat in the lawn chair on the deck. "Can you blame me for wanting a trophy girlfriend!"

"So now I'm a TROPHY!" She chuffed. She offered him a cigarette, but he shook his head.

"Can I get a hall of yours?" He asked.

Morgan handed him her own and watched him take a drag. She walked over and surprised him by sitting on his lap. She took the cigarette from his mouth and puffed. "How would this work? We'll lose all our friends!" Bill began to rub the top of her thigh just below her skirt. "She crossed her legs. "Don't get frisky with me buster!"

"Sorry I'm just excited!" He took the cigarette from Morgan.

The small young girl moved her ass in his lap. "I can tell," she laughed.

Bill made a move and after a puff of smoke he kissed Morgan. She turned her head to accept the kiss. Their tongues danced for several minutes. "You taste like cigarettes." He said pulling away.

"You're such a dick," she said and stood up. "What if people find out about us?" She said looking off to the sky.

"Eventually they will, but we'll keep it secret at first!" Bill put his arms around her waist and kissed her tanned long neck.

Bill began rubbing her breasts over her shirt. "CUT IT OUT!"

"I'll stop when you tell me you're my girlfriend!" He tweeked her erect nipple. It caused her to wince. "In fact, I'm not leaving this place until you tell me you're my girlfriend!"

Morgan laughed, "You're not getting on your plane then."

Bill nodded, "I'm not leaving this house!" Bill knew how to up the ante. He began sucking on her neck. He knew she both loved and hated hickies. She loved the feeling, but hated that people would see at work.

"STOP!" She told him while breathing deeply.

"Say you're my girlfriend!" He stopped momentarily then continued his ****.

"NO! JUST STOP!" She pleaded.

Bill sucked even harder. Her neck was getting redder. "All you have to do is say it!"

Morgan's will broke. She didn't want anymore hickies. "FINE! FINE! I'M YOUR FUCKING GIRLFRIEND! HAPPY!"

"I am now!" He said and finally stopped his neeck sucking. "Let's have a drink to celebrate!"

Morgan shook her head, "I don't have any more ****!"

"SHIT!" Bill cried out.

Morgan sat on the couch. "You're my boyfriend now. Be nice and go buy us some beer!" She smiled coyly. She was crafty. Bill left to go get more beer at the store.

Several minutes later, he returned. Morgan was shocked when he returned with chocolates and flowers as well as beer. "I got these for you!"

Morgan smiled, "You're already winning poitns over the last boyfriend." She laughed smelling the roses and setting them down in a vase.

Bill sat on the couch and pulled open Morgan's laptop. "I want to show you something."

She came over and sat next to him. She watched him log into Facebook. Her eyes went wide when she noticed his status changed to "In a relatiionship." She was taken aback. "You never did that for Melonie!" in fact, Melonie was always complaining abou this.

Bill nodded, "I know." He looked at her, "I want everyone to know I'm off limits!" He looked at her, "What about you?"

Morgan shrugged, "I don't have facebook."

Bill pulled something out his pocket. It was a small collateral ring. "This was my grandfathers. He gave it to my grandmother. I want you to have it!"

Morgan shook her head, "I can't...it's too much!"

Bill pulled out Morgan's hand. "It's for you," he said. She gave no resistance as he put it on her finger. Something about this almost made her cry, even if it wasn't an engagement ring, it was about committment.

Morgan's phone rang on the table. "I need to get it," she said looking at the number, "it's my aunt." She picked up the phone and stood up. "Hello," she said. Bill couldn't hear the other end, only what Morgan said. "I'm great. How are you." She paused rolling her eyes to Bill. "That's wonderful." Morgan walked the room as she talked. "What am I doing right now?" Morgan thought about the answer. She looked over to Bill and then down at the ring. She owed it to Bill to be honest. Besides, who would her aunt tell. She took in a deep breath and said, "I'm watching TV with my boyfriend." Bill watched her hesitate. "No not him. We broke up....uh...a while back. This is a new guy." She smiled. "I know you didn't like him anyway, but this new guy is different." She laughe. "What's he like?" She thought for several seconds. She smiled over to Bill, "he's strong and sexy." Morgan went on, "Sure, you'll be able to meet him when I visit him next month."

Bill perked up. This was new. He watched Morgan say goodbye. "So you're coming to visit."

"I don't have to," she said sitting close to Bill. She kissed him on the lips. "Don't you want your girlfriend to come see you!"

"Of course," he responded by putting his hands under her skirt.

"My boyfriend's frisky huh?" She cooed. She felt his hands run up her thigh. "Boyfriend, boyfriend, boyfriend," she whispered to him in a sing song way. She could tell the words drove him wild. Morgan sat back and sighed. "DAMN IT!" She put her hands over her face.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I want to tell everyone. When can we tell people!" She was totally into this now.

Bill shrugged. "Give it time."

Morgan got up, "Fine be a jerk. I'm going to get ready for bed." She started walking to her bedroom.

"What about me," he said.

"Relax for a few minutes. I'll be back." She smiled.

Bill sat on the couch and drank several more beers. It was taking her an awfule long time. He thought her heard the shower going. Then he distincly heard the sound of a hair dryer. he got up and walked to the bedroom door. He knocked.

"GIVE ME A MINUTE!" He heard her shout.

Bill walked back to the living room and grabbed a cigarette. He smoke it waiting for the girl to return. As he finished he heard her yelling from her room. "Can you help me for a minute Bill."

He walked to the bedroom door again and knocked. "It's open, come in silly." He heard her say.

Bill opened the door and walked slowly down small hall created by Morgan's walk in closet. He noticed that the lights were off. He saw candles lit near the TV on the dresser. As he walked further, he finally understood what took her so long as he saw her for the first time.

She was lying on the bed wearing a tight orange bustierre, which accentuated her slim body. She wore matching orange underwear that made him stop in his tracks. Her feet were clad in the silver heels that made her look stunning. "You like?" She asked with a coy smile. She had put on make-up and done up her hair.

"You look fucking amazing!" He said unbuttoning his shirt. Still unsure what was happening he moved closer.

Morgan answered his questions, "Condoms are under the TV in the top drawer." She smiled.

"Wait," Bill was confused. "I don't get it." He pulled off his shirt. "I thought you said three dates?"

Morgan sat up in the bed. She reached for his belt. "I'm your girlfrend silly. You can fuck me whenever you want now. It doesn't matter."

Bill looked down at the beauty. "I love you so much right now."

As she unbuckled his pants she smiled. "If you think you love me right now, just wait until after!"