Saturday for M & B

Morgan was running. She was late for work again. She saw the entrance to her job, and walked int. The large hallway leading down a row of lockers looked wider than usual. The banners for the football team were everywhere. “Shit,” Morgan thought, “I'm going to be late for Humphries Social Studies class again.” Which was odd, as she hadn't seen Mr. Humphries in years, but she DID NOT want detention again this week. She hadn't EVER got detention though, but it seemed like she was ALWAYS getting it. She ran down the hall, her heels clicked as she did, books in her hand.

“Ahem,” a voice called from out of nowhere. To her right, Mrs. Johnson the Vice Principal appeared. “Excuse me Ms...” Mrs. Johnson said her last name. “Or is it 'Morgs',” she sighed. She was holding a pad of paper on a clipboard. “Late again I see.”

Morgan pleaded with her to “be cool”, and that she was sorry. But Mrs. Johnson was NOT having it. She made a hrrrmphh noise as Morgan pleaded.

“After the non-sense you and Mr....” Mrs. Johnson said Bill's last name. “pulled on the football field the other night, you're lucky you're not suspended.”

“You heard about that?” Morgan asked afraid, then she smiled and wiped her bangs from her face, she noticed her speech was off, and felt the metal of her retainer. Shit, I hate this thing, she thought, only a few more months. She was red with embarrassment but also excitement. But who told? Had to be Bunz? She'd give him an earful later.

“And young girls shouldn't dress like that,” Mrs. Johnson added pointed to her outfit. Morgan looked down to see the “side-boob” blue top and black skirt and strap silver heels. She felt somewhat offended by Mrs. Johnson's comments, but she had to go. Mrs. Johnson was calling to her “YOUNG LADY GET BACK HERE!”

“I can't....I'm late....” Morgan shouted running in her heels. She saw Jens waiting outside with Mels, both in the Cheerleader outfits. She raced to them.

“What was that Morgs,” Jens asked.

“Mrs. Johnson being a bitch!” Morgan stated. Jens told her they didn't have time. Morgan rushed over to “practice” and she realized she shouldn't be wearing the heels, but she didn't care. Morgan was unsure of her ability, but was shocked when she was able to jump and spread her legs and kick her legs high and catch on in her hand.

From the benches Bunz was calling to her. “Hey hon...hey hon....”

Jens, “Why is HE calling you hon?”

Suddenly, Morgan was flush with embarrassment. “I don't....he's not....I'm with Bill.” She said turning from a screaming Bunz whose voice got louder. She covered her ears, “I FUCK BILL!” She said. But her friends now taunted her about being 'married to Bunz'. They sang that song Bunz and Morgan sitting in a tree.

He was coming over. “Hey Morgan...when are we...”

“Oh my GAAAWDDD...” Jess called out appearing next to Jens. “MORGS DOESN'T HAVE PANTIES ON!” She walked over and lifted Morgan's cheerleader skirt. She was right. She had no panties on. “Take a look Bunz...you like.” Jess taunted them both.

“NO....NO! STOP IT!” Morgan was crying and yelling. “DON'T LET HIM SEE THAT!” Her heart was pounding. She did NOT want her fiancee to see down there he was such a LOSE......

Morgan's head shot up from Bill's chest and the waterbed moved. Her heart was pounding and she was sweating from the odd dream. She felt an odd sense of intense stress from the dream. It felt so real and humiliating. She was panting and looked down to see Bill's hard cock. It brought her back to reality, and to where she was and what she'd been doing. It comforted her to see a hard cock..his hard cock of all cock's in that moment. She reached for it, and stroked it, causing him to stir. It was early, really early. Like 5AM, but she didn't care. She found herself aroused, and wet, and already REALLY REALLY horny, the idea of another day of great sex and fun working on her body and mind.

She snaked her body down, until she could smell his meat, and then took the tip in her mouth. She was going to let him enjoy a long slow BJ, if he could in his sleep. As she did, she found herself getting wetter, and her hand moved to between her legs. She began to rub her wet folds as she sucked the cock into her mouth and pushed it down, feeling it in her throat. “Mmmmmm,” she moaned around his cock, loving the feeling of her fingers on her pussy.

“Somebody wants an early breakfast,” Bill grumbled. “That's called sleep ****,” he laughed. “It's ****.”

Morgan came off his dick, and looked up at him, licking his tip, she removed her fingers from her snatch, not wanting him to see how she made him feel that early. She licked his tip smiling up at him. “So you like pissing Bjs, sleep Bjs, any other weird fetishes?”

“I want to fuck those feet!” He laughed.

Morgan shot her heard up. She was still jerking his cock. “You're so random.” She shook her head. “How about,” she licked his cockhead, “you just fuck my warm wet pussy,” she sucked his cock into her mouth, feeling him grind his hips up. “If you make this girl cum at 5AM, I'll promise to make it a good day for you.” Bill agreed, but Morgan stopped all fun. “Uh...lets go to the couch though, waterbed sex blows fucking goats.” Bill agreed again.

Morgan put her heels back on and walked in front of Bill nude. She was pretty sure Bunz was passed out, and at that point, didn't give one shit. She slowly and as seductively as she could walked in front of him swaying her ass. She was several inches taller in the heels, but he seemed to comment about how “hot she was” every few seconds. She liked that. She all but sat Bill on the couch, and got between his knees, sucking his cock once again, as he fumbled with a condom. The young hottie then straddled his sides, giving him a view of her wet folds, and then gripped his cock and sank down on it. She wanted to do all the work, and he seemed just fine with it, as she slowly moved her pussy down his shaft, and then back up. They kissed and....

Out of the corner of her eyes, she caught Bunz staring. His head poking up from the stairs. She felt oddly violated, as if he was coming into a private space that he wasn't allowed to be. She stopped her motions and did the only thing she could think of, and grabbed two pillows covering her tits and then her ass. She stopped fucking Bill.

Her eyes moved around the room. Darting back and forth nervously. She felt nervous, embarrassed, violated and angry all at once. Why should she feel this way? “Ummmm.....knock much...” She blurted out, feeling rather mean about it, but honest. Her fiancees cock was literally up inside her, and she was buried to the hilt on it. She felt it twitch. He was moving slightly.

Bunz looked around sheepishly. “There isn't a door to come up.”

For some reason, he seemed like a little dog then, like a dog who wanted “food” but was well fed. Regaining her composure Morgan looked right at him. “Well, I mean, can you give us a bit.” There was nothing to her words other than truth. She was LITERALLY getting fucked and wanted some privacy was all. This wasn't just about Bill and Bunz...it was about her fun too.

She sighed as he walked down, thinking she was hard on him. But he just walked in on them and stood there. Bill was pulling her hips up and then down slightly as best he could, fucking her on his pole. It felt great, but she whispered. “Hold on...wait...” She heard the door close. He could still be there, but Morgan didn't care. She was being cocked right there and then. Her pussy was filled and she wanted to cum herself. She began to bounce on Bill's cock, squeezing with her pussy and hips when she bottomed out. It was something new she did with Bill and hadn’t with Bunz. Judging by the moans from his lips, he loved it. Which he did. It felt as though her pussy was sucking on his cock.

Bill took a nipple in his mouth, and licked and sucked. Morgan giggled. She put her hands on his dark short hair, and bounced on his dick. The sound of their fucking filled the foyer. She was laughing now, as she fucked her lover, “That was odd,” she said out loud all of the sudden, thinking of Bunz again, and it killed her mood. As she picked up her pace she said, “Maybe sock on doorknob rules apply.” Morgan's mind went into FUCK mode, and Bill was right there with her. She was buried on him pushing her hips into him, close...so close already....“OH FUCK BABY! OH FUCK!” She was shouting now, she didn't care. She was too close. Bill pulled her to him and speared his cock up, and her pussy burst into a wonderful orgasm. “Ohhhhhh babbbbbbe.” She moaned, riding his cock slowly, her body jerking as she came. She pulled him to her chest, feeling his mouth on her nipple, and then pulled his head back and kissed him as she came down from her morning orgasm.

Bill hadn't cum. Which was great for her. If he came too much, sex would be harder. He was kind of a stud with that aspect. Able to keep fucking. She called Bunz up, and told him her plans. She had acted like a little slut, and part of her thought she should be SEEN as a slut, and called out for it. It excited her to no end. The whole thing was exciting her. Even when Bill presented her with “foot-job” videos as Bunz was only feet away, she was intrigued.

She was SUPER excited about a Netflix and Chill night. She hadn't really done one. It was basically renting a movie and fucking as far as she could tell. She wasn't that young anymore. Still, she envisioned a long slow fuck on the couch in their apartment. A nice long blowjob, and then a slow fuck sounded amazing to her. See if they could “go at it” for the whole movie.

But her first mission was the “slut walk” the “walk of shame”. She could kill two birds with one stone by sending Bunz to “plant” the car. Which she did. Bill told her it would buy them about thirty minutes. Which they used quickly. Morgan and Bill went to the waterbed. They had agreed to NEVER fuck on that again.

So Morgan and Bill got naked and got into bed, in the position Morgan had seen on the videos. It was odd, but looked fun for the guy. Bill's cock hadn't stopped being hard. It stood higher now than usual, and she wondered at its length. She pushed her right foot to his dick shaft, but felt the contact was odd, and her foot almost skipped over his dick. “Owww.” Bill shouted.

She then asked what was wrong. Bill remarked she needed “lube”. Then Morgan shot her new lover a look. “Tell me this shit babe...foot job FAIL!” She laughed. She was oddly loving this sexual adventure and exploration she was on with of all people..this asshole. By now, the “babes” were flowing naturally, and she didn't even notice.

She came back from the bathroom with oil all over her feet. It dripped on the floor. “This shits messy,” she laughed, standing on tiptoes. She brought up her idea of filming it, and Bill didn't care one bit. He was more than eager. He did ask why, and Morgan told him clearly Bunz wants to watch. She was fine with him watching this. “I'm fucking you with my feet....who gives a shit” She laughed.

She didn't know what to do, just copied the videos. She spent the first minute just exploring his cock and laughing as he squirmed. She made a point to reference it being her first time. Bunz would know, Bill would know she hadn't done this. She was sure that would get them both going. It did for Bill, as she had him cumming in two minutes. It was hilarious how hard he came, how much, and how satisfied he looked.

Morgan was about to race to the bathroom, feeling the warm cum between her small toes. IT was odd and slimy and she was rolling over laughing. Morgan finally agreed, and just tried to tip-toe through the house. “Cum is getting EVERYYWHHHHERREE!” She joked. It was, and there was another sense of disrespect mixing with the naughtiness of it all. They ended up on the deck, Morgan sitting in Bill's lap, squishing his cock, teasing him. They shared a smoke, and Morgan kept lifting her toes, wiggling them, so Bill could see his cum all over her feet. “These pics are only for you, and MAYBE Bunz,” she stated. She lifted her foot, the gooey mess sliding down and onto the deck. “You gonna spank it to these cum toes!” She said jokingly.

“I don't think I'll be spanking it again with you.” Bill kissed her neck.

“Ok stud, easy,” She sat up. She then asked to see the video. They watched it. Both agreeing it was “REALLY REALLY good.” Morgan stopped and looked at Bill. “Do you want to be pornstars together?” It had been her idea. He fully agreed. She reasoned that all three would forever enjoy it. That's when she created “HotCouple: M&B”. She didn't even hesitate to upload. “OMG we're pornstars dude.” She laughed. Something about it was so intoxicating to her, being a pornstar, and not with her fiancee but this asshole friend of his.

Morgan eagerly got dressed, wet as all hell again, from making the video, posting it, and getting ready to do her “shame walk”. She put her outfit back on. She wiped cum from her feet, but didn't wash them. She rubbed the carpet best she could, and the deck. She wanted to notice if Bunz would put together that her feet had been fucked. She told Bill he took her “feet's virginity” and was a jerk if he didn't call them.

She also found herself constantly on facebook, playing the “Morgs” role, which she utterly loved. She was the little slut. She actually stuck it to Bill for not offering his shirt. She knew Bunz was reading each comment. She found herself dumbfounded that Jennifer, or Jens (which made her laugh to say) actually fucked Mikey. Further, she wanted to see if people agreed that waterbed sex sucked.

When Bunz came back, she noticed he was staring at her feet. Did he know they'd been fucked? Or did he just want to fuck them himself? She had a plan to paint the rock, her and Bill's rock. She was sure Bunz would get mixed feelings, but get hard non-the-less. Wasn't that the point? Part of her wanted to tease Rabbit, but the other part truly wanted to mark where she had fucked Bill. It was a right of passage around this town, and she now held that right. Yeah, it wasn't with Bunz, but oh well.

She got nervous about walking out there in that outfit. With her boobs pretty much showing. Her nipples were constantly hard, and a wrong move and a tit was coming out the center diamond area. She needed some drinks, and the boys were always game. A little buzzed, she sat on the front steps for a moment, took a deep breath and walked out.

It didn't take long to get noticed by the neighbor across the street. He's seen her before, but now she was walking with Bill and not Bunz. She wondered what he'd think, but felt his old man eyes on her body, and laughed. It excited her to be the object of such desire. Her friends had all been sluts, and Morgan had never been the “slut”. She assured Bunny that they wouldn’t even know these people soon, which was true. Bill was meanwhile walking with his head high, like he'd been here before, and it was refreshing not to have that awkwardness of being dressed up, like she had with Bunz.

Another neighbor and more eyes on her, but this time she held her head high and just walked, sharing a smoke with Bill. She caught “Mels” one of her new friends and they chatted. It wasn't really a role to Morgan right then, she was just gossiping as girls do. They want to share katty details. Its fun.

She made a point to piss in the girls yard, and Bill seemed thrilled. Bunz watched, and she wondered what he thought. Was he into that too? She met another denizen of this town, Danny, who seemed a little on the dirty side. Bunz was kind of right about him, but he seemed sweet.

Soon, they were down at the rocks. She sent Bunz to be “look-out” but knew he'd watch. She was alone with Bill, and pulled out the spray paint. “Time to make it official”. She didn't really know what to do, they hadn't made a plan. What she did kind of came from movies, books, TV, and her own notions of what people wrote on rocks and trees. When she was done, she smiled at the heart....”M & B & 2019”. She then wanted to add a “naughtier” line below it “M & B's Fuck Rock!” She then sat in Bill's lap.

“So no one gets to fuck on this rock now! Or sit on it.” She asked.

“Not without our permission.” Bill laughed puffin a smoke and handing it to her.

Morgan began laughing. “Bunz is never gonna sit here....HA!” She then lifted her phone. “Smile for once...” She put her head with his. “At least a few selfies.” She found herself actually wanting one. She took a pic, and then looked at it. “Wow....we actually look....” She stopped herself. She then hopped off the rock and took two pics of the writing. She spliced it with the “selfie” and uploaded it. She saw the likes pour in as they never had with pics of Bunz. Jens commented “So cute together,” and Morgan sighed, since it was what she had thought but didn't say out-loud. She looked at Bill and kissed him, feeling his hands roam her body. She slapped him with a laugh, and then uploaded the pic of the other writing of M & B's “fuck rock”. She said seating by permission and told Bill she wasn't kidding, no one sat here...not even Bunz without asking. It was the center rock too, and she was shocked no one had claimed it. Bill told her people didn't fuck that close to the main road, laughing the hole time. Morgan just thought it was fun.

“Oh my god,” she then said, “Let's check the porn page.” The checked it and saw that many people had viewed and commented. “We got fans,” she said. Many people asked for a sex video.

“I do have a short one,” Bill said with a smile, that brought an elbow from Morgan. He showed her, and was half certain she'd yell, but instead she was laughing.

“OMG dude, Bunz has spanked to that by now. Do it...” She actually clicked for it to upload. She clicked play, and they watched themselves have sex, it aroused her to no end. “We're pretty fucking hot together,” she admitted. “We're pretty awesome,” she laughed.

Then Bill twisted her head and they locked eyes. Morgan closed hers as his mouth came to her lips. She felt his tongue enter her mouth, and she responded with her own. His fingers reached down and up her skirt. His other hand pulled her top to the side, and began swirling her nipples. She had to admit, Bill was kind of stud now, and was a great lay. She was dripping wet, from the walk, the eyes on her, the acts they'd done, the social media, and the porn. Add to that, Bill knew right were to put pressure, and she knew he'd get her cumming. She locked her heels into notches on the rock, and began to fuck his hands, hips gyrating up. She broke the kiss and arched up off of him, her breasts bouncing as she did. Bill sucked her neck and her body stiffened, and shook like a wild animal as she was humping at his hand, her heels locked on the rock. Her mouth was open, and head back. His hand moved fast now. “UUUUUHHHHH!” She shouted into the wooded area, her pussy juice coating his hand and rolling onto the rock. Some fell on the rock with a splash, her cum coating their “fuck rock”. It was poetic almost. She then fell back into his lap. She was heaving and looking at her mess. “Kind of perfect where it landed.” She kissed Bill on the lips, then the cheek. It was her “thank you” for an orgasm kiss. If she didn't give it, you didn't give her one. She could count on her fingers how many she gave to Bunz. How many had she already given to Bill? Twice that in three days time.

She was looking at her facebook. She saw Dave's comments, “Sexy legs, heels and feet is all I see!” And her bosses “like”. How many guys wanted to fuck her feet. She chatted online a bit and texted Bunz. She assured Bunz no one would understand the rock, and they'd be gone soon anyways, after his parents sold the house. But she did want to make one thing clear, so she looked right at Rabbit. “But none of you...NONE of you or your little friends sit on this rock without asking me or Bill...got it...” He just nodded. She told him it he wanted to go “jerk off” on some rock, she'd except that. Bill would too. She'd even give him panties. But he refused. “You're not having any fun with this,” she shook her head. “Let's get going...I want to work out.”

Morgan walked with Bill towards the car. She expected it to be near the house. Part of her wanted Bill's mother to see. She'd always LOVED Morgan, and made it known she wished Bill was dating a “girl” like her, which was clearly code for HER. She had even told Bill's mother that if Bill could “cook” like her “she was in”. She joked of course. She was much nicer than some other mothers, she rolled her eyes towards Bunz. Morgan stopped. “Boo...it should have been in his driveway.” She remarked.

Morgan drove, and Bill slept quickly in the back. Bunz was up with her. Her heels were off and she noticed him watch her press the pedals as she smoked. Did he know her feet had been fucked. Those little feet, no longer virgins. Would it matter to him? That Bill got them first. She bet it would make Bunz's little freak flag fly. Her feet were still caked in oil and cum. Dried now, and less obvious, almost like bad dry skin.

She decided to play with him. “Have you ever like....had sex with feet?” She asked outright.

“I....I don't....what do you mean?” he asked back.

“Like,” she put her left hand to her head as she steered the wheel, almost laying on it. “have you ever like fucked a girl's feet or had a girl fuck you with her feet.” She knew saying it like that would drive him wild.

“Like a foot-job,” he responded.

His quick response surprised her. Was he into that? “So you've heard of it,” she said, shooting him a quick accusatory glance, playfully, and then setting her phone down and lighting a cigarette. She was blowing smoke out the open window. “I don't know...like...I feel like a bunch of guys want to fuck my feet.” She was counting her boss, Dave, Bunz, and well Bill...but maybe he didn't count now that he had fucked them. “I don't know if I should be flattered or freaked out,” she laughed out loud. If there was any tension, it was gone, and the two talked and listened to music as if Bill wasn't in the back. It was nice.

Morgan wanted to work out, but she was exhausted. So she pulled Bill to take a nap. She hadn't intended on it, she kind of just grabbed him, realizing the role was easier now. Soon, she was nude, lying on his chest. He was snoring quickly. She was looking at her feet, and felt relaxed just then. A good sex life was surely refreshing and relaxing. She hadn’t had tension or anxiety or panic on days. Not about work, school or family. This asshole had unclogged all her pipes, she laughed looking at him. She smiled. Maybe she wouldn't let Bunz fuck her feet. Give Bill that...their thing.

She checked facebook. Jens and Jess had both DM'd her about hanging out that night. That was kind of a violation of the rules of the game, but she had to admit it was growing. She told each one “maybe”. Each one had told her “not to tell” the other. The drama was very immature, but it wasn't like her own friends weren't the same.

But soon, she was back there at the high-school with her crew. On the bleachers behind the school. Near the field. Well, it wasn't her high-school was it? Yeah it was. She was sitting in Bill's lap, drinking a soda. Wait, who drinks soda, no it was beer. Jess and Jens and Mels were there. Looked like her co-worker Josh the short fat guy was there too. Where did he come from.

“HEY HON!” Bunz called from the other side of the football field.

“Oh my god,” Jess taunted Morgan...”it's your boyfriend”...she made kissy noised and faces.

“No...no its not...” Morgan jumped up walking over with anger towards Bunz. “What are you....”

“OH MY GOD!” Mels called out...”Morgs is naked! She got nude for Bunz!”

Morgan looked down and covered herself. She was ashamed. “No I didn't” She tried to shout but whispered it.

Her eyes fluttered and she was still on Bill's chest. Damn, when had she nodded off. It was time to get up either way. She put on her short shorts, but pulled them up. She let Bunz put on her shoes. This time she pretended his dick was the gas pedal, just as he had been watching earlier.

Time to give the boys a show, she thought when she was fully ready. Which she did, by bending down, doing deep squats, and making sure they saw it all. She noticed both boners, and didn't compare. Both looked outrageous.

The boys wanted to got to a bar for Bloody Mary's but Morgan insisted they stay home. So she could make them. The truth was, Morgan had been spiking the drinks with Bill's pills. She put in three per batch. Yesterday it caused a LOT of hilarious boners. It even, after a few hours, put a heat in her own body she wasn't ready for. It made her loins all but burn for sex. Looks like it DID work both ways. Yohimbe or something.

It was time to fuck with Bunz again, and she kept hitting and whacking his dick with her feet. By now they had been washed, but the naughty feeling that Bunz was getting “sloppy seconds” made her laugh, and made her wet. During this time she found something to do during the day. A state fair. She wanted to get all dressed up and sexy. For some reason, the song “teenage dream” by Katy Perry plated in her head. So she put her hair back, bangs down, and put in her retainer. She took some pics. The older version, and the younger version. She wasn’t sure how long she'd do the “young” girl look.

She once again let Bunz put on her wedges. She's pretty sure she made him cum. His pants were soaked and the guy utterly shook under her heel. As Bunz exploded in his pants, there was an odd feeling in Morgan standing above him in that manner. Bill literally had Morgan lying nude, and got to fuck her feet hours earlier. Bunz was cumming do to some pressure from her heel. A heel that was three inches from her foot. It was an odd thing to think about, this three inch barrier between her body and Bunz's and yet Bill had the real thing. Part of her felt pity and sorry for Bunz, and momentarily she felt ashamed for him and of him. It was kind of pathetic. She felt bad for feeling that way, and was glad Bunz had at least came.

She had her retainer in, and Bill wanted to kiss...a lot...he wanted his cock sucked as well. Morgan assured him she didn't use her teeth so he wouldn't notice. Still, she brought him outside, and sat in a chair. A cigarette in one hand, and Bill's dick in the other, Morgan took his cock into her mouth, and sucked it for several minutes. “See,” she asked pulling off when a bit of pre-cum came out. He wasn't cumming yet, she told herself. “Did that feel different.” She asked, and he admitted it hadn't. The thought finally registered that she had just sucked a cock in broad daylight on her deck. That's a first.

They went to Bill's dealer, and she all but insisted she be allowed to “buy ****” with Bill. For some reason, the idea of something so dangerous and dirty, and illegal was driving her wild. She was practically dripping down there as they met the older man, who looked all greasy and rather gross. The guy looked her over and asked if Bill dated her. She smiled and laughed. “We just fuck a lot.” The guy didn’t believe her, and she laughed again saying “I just sucked his dick like five minutes ago,” It was true all of it. When the guy went to get the weed, Morgan grabbed Bill and kissed him. She had no idea why, just felt right.

Next she gave the boys a show at the liquor store. It made her pussy tingle to be carded and accused. She knew Bunz was getting hard again. They both were. The boners were obvious. Morgan was loving the attention. Everyone from Bunz's high-school wanted to fuck this new slut “Morgs”. She was getting a LOT of Dms from these guys. Some with girlfriends. She got random guys saying “I want to fuck you”. It was the same on her new pornsite. A lot of “I want to fuck the girl!” It gave her confidence.

They arrived at the park, and Bill got her HIGH. HIGH AS FUCK to be exact. She knew of the logs in the back. Maybe this was “her spot” she thought. This was near her place. When Bill sat down, she jumped right next to him. This wasn't a role really, she kind of sat with him a lot she realized, while Bunz just watched. Even before this. Morgan lit a smoke took two drags, and handed it to Bill, almost instinctually now. They shared a smoke while Bill packed the small purple bong, that almost looked like a fat pencil with a pipe attached. He took a hit, and then helped Morgan take a hit. She coughed and cough and coughed and her eyes went red almost immediately. It was an instant high.

Suddenly, she got a little paranoid, and a little creeped out, and shut her legs, and adjusted her skirt. As if something was off. Bill handed her the smoke, and she handed Bill the bong. They'd skipped Bunz and he hadn't noticed. Morgan then began to giggle. She got a little paranoid but in a different way. “Wait...you've been to this state fair haven't you.” She looked at Bill. He insisted he hadn't. “No...Bunz,” she pointed towards him, “said you fingered that girl at the state fair.”

“Not this one,” Bunz told her then. “Near our houses.”

She was laughing. “You actually Marky Marked a girl!”

“What's that,” he chuckled.

She slapped his knee. “From FEAR, remember he 'finger-bangs' Reese Witherspoon on the roller coaster.” She used air-quotes around 'finger-bang' since she was insulting Bill for saying it. Everyone understood the reference and talked about the movie. Her eyes then went wide. “OH MY GOD! YOU'RE GONNA MARKY MARK ME AREN'T YOU!” She looked at him. “YOU ARE!” He was smiling.

“The thought had crossed my mind.” He said.

She was almost falling over with laughter. In her high state the reality of it all dawned on her. Bill...the guy she hated weeks ago, who tried to fuck her all the time, was about to finger her at a fair like a teenager, just as she was dressed. “Buuuunnnz...you're buddy is gonna try and Marky Mark me.” It was another time she broke the role. She hated to admit it, but she was excited as ALL hell about it. She then grabbed Bill's collar and kissed him. “You're lucky weed gets me horny,” she laughed and kissed him again. The kisses were becoming normal to her. They even had a “quick” kiss and a “tongue” kiss Bill liked, and passionate kiss. They went at it for a bit, Morgan adjusted her skirt, bringing her legs together, but never stopping the kiss. She felt that odd sense of creepy unease again.

The fair wasn't just fun sexually. It was DOWNRIGHT fun. Morgan had a fucking blast. She had such confidence from the weed, her dress and the great sex, that she just let herself enjoy the night. Which she did. Right quick, she understood everyone there wanted to fuck her, and she played off of it. She even teased Bunz and Bill with a quick bet about winning a bear.

She openly said whoever gets the bear fucks her. She found herself taken aback, at how her stomach turned when Bunz had almost won, she kept saying “shit...shit...shit” watching the can twirl, not wanting it to fall. When she instantly shouted “YES!” When Bill won, that wasn't a lie. She had wanted him to win. She WANTED to fuck Bill. Well, him better than the Carny....or Bunz even? She wasn't sure.

When the time came for the roller-coaster, her heart was beating. She made sure Bunz would get a view, since being on the ride wouldn't work. She got to the front and dragged Bill to the front. They were kissing quickly, and his hand was down her legs and up her skirt within seconds. Bill's finger pushed past her soaked panties, and she finally realized how excited she was. She was soaking the ride car, as Bill's fingers dipped inside. She was moaning in his mouth, and then when they made the first drop she was screaming with glee from the ride and his fingering. She was cumming fast, and hard, the drops and the air being pulled from her lungs caused a powerful orgasm, and she sprayed Bill's hand and splashed around the bottom of the cart. She was screaming into the night as loudly as her lungs allowed with a wide smile, since she could shout and no one would be the wiser. She began sucking Bill's face now, and planting “thank you” kisses on his cheek. It was quickly becoming their 'fourth type of kiss', and she began to think they were more for Bill than Bunz.

They were walking hand in hand, exchanging kisses lightly. Often she fed him food that she liked. They were sharing everything. Morgan whispered to Bill at one point looking at the large Wonder Wheel. “Let me do you,” she joked. “Pffttt...pfft” She made a jerk off motion with the sound.

But they made sure Bunz was not in their seat. Morgan kissed Bill, and began unzipping his pants. His cock came out, and she used a little lotion from her purse. He was grunting and groaning, but the ride was too short.

When the ride ended, both Morgan and Bill were angry. They wanted to keep going, but the guy kicked them off. Morgan found herself rather heated and argued. She grabbed Bill's hand and pulled him out the front gate, and around the fence to the back spot you had been in before. She stopped Bunz about 25 yards from the logs. She pushed her purse and the stuffed bear at Bunz. “Here...no one comes until he does...” she pointed at Bill...”GET IT!”

Morgan brought Bill over to the log, and sat him down, she undid his pants, and fished his cock out. She was kissing him the whole time. She was going to make this the most enjoyable “Teen” handjob of his life. She put lotion on her hand and went to work, pumping his cock with decent pressure. She picked up the pace feeling him squirm, and took his ear in her mouth. She was giving him what he wanted to hear. “I love your big fat cock....I wanna suck it riiighhht noooow.....Cum for me baby.” She cooed. “Cum hard for me....” she licked his ear. “I want to put it on my popcorn...I want to suck it from your cock. I wanna EAT YOUR FUCKING LOAD!” He didn't last much longer and she watched with content as he came hard all over the place.

She then surprised him by doing just what she said, putting it above her head and letting it fall into her mouth from her hand. She licked it from her fingers. It was salty and warm, and right then it was the tastiest thing she'd ever eaten. She even chewed a bit. Which made her laugh. She saw a little on his tip and bent down without a thought to suck it off.

They went back to the fair, both fully sexually satisfied and then..well...enjoyed the fair. They ate fried Oreo, fries, popcorn (with cum jokes), cotton candy. Bill dared her to get a fake tattoo and she did. “Bill’s bitch”. She had to upload that. It was a funny tramp stamp. They made a point to go on all the rides. Morgan hadn't done shit like this in years and she enjoyed it. The went to haunted houses, wacky mirror houses.

Morgan dragged him into the photo booth. They kissed and took a picture. A good selfie on her insistence. Then a kissing one, then one of her kissing his cheek. Then a goofy one. She posted them all. She wanted to post them. “Fuck,” she said covering her face as people said thy were “so cute”. Bill asked what was on her mind. “We are a pretty hot couple.”

How long had they been there. They just kept having fun. Soon it was time to go, and they kissed under the gate. Morgan even pecked his cheek. A “thank you”. She then turned and saw Bunz, she smiled at him. But she hadn't noticed him since the “hand-job”. Had he been there the whole time.

Then it was off to red box and home. Morgan made her little shrines which she posted. She let the boys have their fun. But after the first movie. IT was time for Bunz to take a hike. She wanted a “little” privacy with her lover. Not before she confronted him. Jens had shown her the evidence. Morgan got why she had felt oddly creeped out. Bunz was taking pics. She made an ultimatum. Part of her just wanted the pics and videos really. She let Bunz see them in time, and more on her new pornsite.

So with Bunz gone, Morgan got naked. Right down to black panties that tie at the side. “Lamos gone.” She joked and then made a new shrine which she uploaded. Condoms and beer, the real Netflix and Chill. Bill commented about how he just had the biggest orgasm of his life. But Morgan still unzipped his fly, and fished his cock out, it was flaccid, but pretty much Bunz's size half hard. “That's my work, not yours....I got all night....I'll get it back,” she laughed. So she did just that, she licked it, sucked it, teased it, smacked her face with it. About an hour into the film, she was on the floor, sucking his cock, with loud slurps. She got him snacks, beers, and smokes, then got back on her knees. “Perfect girlfriend,” she joked looking up at him.

He was almost there, almost ready to go, and she was getting rather tired. That's when Bunz walked in. “Dude....RUDE.....text much? Phone call maybe?”

“I did both,” he told her. “I thought it was sock rules.”

Morgan was looking all around the room for answers that weren't coming. Bill was laughing. “Ok...I guess my bad...but can you at least go in the bedroom for a bit....please...” He did as told.

Morgan felt bad, but her plan was in play now. She sent Bunz a text. He'd be on their pornsite for the entire night now, which was good, because at some point she'd agreed to meet up with the “crew”. Not before a nice orgasm or two. Bill was hard, and she got on top of him, feeling his cock fill her pussy. This time she put as sheet over her ass. Her chest still bare, but she didn't mind. She rode Bill slowly, as he wasn't fully there. Fine by her, because she was wet, and warm, and began cumming quickly. She kissed him, moaning into his mouth as she did, so as not to alert Bunz.

After sex, they got ready. Morgan used the kitchen to apply make-up again, and they quietly walked back and forth getting dressed. “How many times you think he spanks it?” She asked opening the door, and leaving Bunz. He hadn't come out yet.

Bill remarked “probably ten”.

As they walked, Morgan addressed the elephant in the room, so to speak. “I know leaving him is kind of against the rules, but this isn't just for him.” She smoked her cigarette and handed it to Bill. “It's for me too....and YOU.” She elbowed him. “He might have started all this, but...it's...” she stopped. “It's fun.” She admitted it. “I'm having fun, you're having fun....” she shot him a look. “Maybe too much.” She received the smoke back and took a puff. “He can have fun on his own time too.” She was shaking her head. “He sure plays the third wheel WELL.”

She sent Bunz and the other “fans” pics they had taken. It would help him relax and remain at home. They had even took a quick “upskirt” as pervs called it a minute ago.

They arrived at her car, and she threw him the keys. “You drive...we need to get there FAST...but don't get arrested.” She stopped him before he got in the car, and went over to put her arms around his neck. “I'm not kidding...it's not really a role right now. Right now...I'm YOUR girlfriend,” she kissed his lips. “And we should get some time alone.” She was shocked how eager and excited she was to get some alone time. Real alone time.

The car ride was even fun, Bill kept reaching over to put his hand on her knees and she'd swat it away. They passed several smokes. They made it to Bunz and Bill's hometown, and he was about to go to Bunz's house, but Morgan told him just to park at his own house. She didn't care.

They parked and walked to the unpaved area behind Bill's house were the rocks were. They saw a bonfire and a bunch of people. Morgan was nervous not seeing anyone she knew. But Jens called out “Morgs”. Her tension eased and she hugged Jens, then found Mels and Jess. She was introduced to a number of new people and girls. Everyone loved her. Bill and Morgan got their “rock” right away, and Morgan joked to Dave who was sitting on it, to “get the fuck off” which made everyone laugh.

She felt at ease, and happy to be hanging with what she believed to be the “cool crowd”. Sure it was lame at this age to still do these things, but she kind of like it. They were laid back and not as nerdy as Bunz and Bill's other friends.

At one point, Morgan was standing with Jens, Mels, Kourts, Jess, and a new girl Kaitlyn or “Kaits”. It was then that Mels asked, “How do you know...what do you call him...Bunz,” the girls laughed. Morgan suddenly felt oddly nervous.

“We...we...met in college.” She said smoking her cigarette.

Kaits asked. “Did you guys like hook-up?”

Morgan's heart sank for some reason. “No...of course not.” She didn't want to admit the truth.

“Yeah right...it's fine...” Jess laughed smoking a cig.

Morgan was shaking her head. “No..its not like that...I feel bad....he did try to date me a lot,” she sighed. “He doesn't get laid. And you should see his friends.”

Jens uttered. “We have,” and all the girls, including Morgan laughed.

“Is that how you met Bill?” Jens asked then.

Morgan nodded, looking over to Bill who was smoking and joking with a beer. “He was WASTED and tried to make out with me,” which was the truth. “he's been trying to hook up with me ever since?”

“Bunz or Bill?” A confused Kaits inquired.

“Both,” Morgan joked. “Just between you guys and me though, and don't tell Bunz,” She peered around jokingly. “I've been hooking up with Bill since the day we met.” All the girls laughed. This was her first lie of the whole conversation. Or was it, she had pecked Bill that night to get her off him. She had done it several times. Not REAL kisses. Just “here....happy....leave me alone” pecks on the lips. But now, she didn't know if it was real or not. No...it wasn't.

She went back with the “guys” and the whiskey came out, then the weed. Morgan was tipsy, and sat on Bill's lap. They kissed and played and flirted and joked and shared smokes. Morgan was drunk and horny though. It was late, almost 230AM. She whispered to Bill. “How many chicks you fucked in your OWN bed?” She asked.

Bill laughed, “Only two actually,” he admitted. It was the truth. He'd only fucked two girls. The two girls he called “girlfriends” and brought home to meet his parents. Morgan was dumbstruck.

“REALLY?” She couldn't believe it. Bill nodded. Then Morgan whispered. “You know, I AM your girlfriend right now....and I wanna fuck stud.”

Jess came up and told Morgan it was time to “couple off”, when everyone went places around the rocks to hook up. Morgan slurred her speech as she laughed, “Fuck no...we're just gonna fuck at his place.” She blurted out. Everyone laughed. She got Kaits's number said goodbye to the “S” girls, but not before agreeing to an “S” girls brunch tomorrow.

Morgan and Bill then left the “party” and walked to the paved road, and one block to take a right to Bill's house. She was falling over laughing the whole time, and they shared a smoke. Bill had to carry her to his house. “Shhhhh,” she joked. His parents were asleep. She stopped him to kiss passionately in the dining room, then pulled him to the kitchen. She found cookies, which she ate with him, and shared milk.

Bill brought the girl he'd wanted to fuck for years into his bedroom softly. They were laughing and tiptoeing. They got inside, and Morgan flung her purse. “Well, you did it stud,” she cooed, turning to him and putting her arms around his shoulders, letting her weight onto him. “You got me into this room after all these years.” She pushed him down onto a leather chair next to his bed. It wasn't a big room, and she had been in here before. This was his “game/fuck” chair. She sank to her knees, luckily feeling a rug, a white rug beneath her. It was pretty comfortable. She undid his belt, and unzipped his fly. She pulled his cock from out under his briefs. She put his cock-tip in her mouth, and then pulled off licking it with her tongue. “How many blowjobs you got on this chair?” She seemed to want to know his whole sexual history. He told her a few, and then she asked, “How many good ones?” She then sank her mouth over his tip, and pushed her mouth down his shaft, until she felt his pelvis on her nose and balls on her chin.

“None,” he whispered somewhat loudly.

She grabbed his shaft, and began bobbing her head, but never coming up further than half his dick. If she was going to be a notch on his belt, she wanted to be the biggest. She wanted him to brag about her. She began humming softly, and then more loudly.

He was squirming above her. She didn't want him to cum yet, and she pulled up, and off his cock. It just remained standing at attention for her. She reached under her skirt, locking eyes with him, and smiling. She put her knees on the armrests, and straddled Bill's waist. She then adjusted so her legs were at his sides. Her hand gripped his cock.

“I got condoms in the...” Bill was pointing.

“You won't need them,” she said seductively.

“You got to be kidding,” He groaned as she sank onto his dick, her warm folds wrapping around his meat.

“No baby,” she laughed, easing herself onto his dick, “I'm not.” It felt amazing to both of them. She hadn't had natural sex in ages. The feeling of a hard long cock up inside her was scratching every possible itch. “Oh fuck this feels good,” she giggled slowly moving down his cock until she hit bottom. She remained there, and pulled her orange top down, letting her tits pop out. Bill hungrily lapped at both nipples casing new sensations to swirl in her as she began her ascent on his dick. When she sank back down, it was quicker now, as his dick was coated with her juices. He groped her ass hard, but she just let him, and leaned back. She began to fuck down onto him, fully speared now. She leaned back onto him and began to bounce hard, her ass making noise as it hit his legs. It was loud. “OH FUCK!” She began to moan softly. She had to be quite.

She would have too, if Bill didn't lift her into the air with a shocking ease. “OH SHIT!” She shouted from the surprise of literally being picked up like some weight in a gym. It cause her body to sink onto his cock automatically from gravity. He grabbed her hips and began sawing up. Morgan had never fucked in this position, or even thought about it, but her body new exactly what to do. Her wedge heels locked around his ass, his pants falling. Her arms encircled his neck. She pulled herself up with his shoulders and big neck, and he pulled her down by the hips. She was humping him mid air, and she was loving it. “OH GOD! OH GOD! BABY! OH MY GOD!” She was moaning loudly now, unable to keep quite. There bodies smacked as he was thrusting. She didn't know what to say anymore. “I'm gonna cum baby....I'm sorry...I can't stop...I'm gonna cum....” she said aloud over and over, until it hit her like a sledgehammer, and she spasmed on his dick in mid air. He held her best he could, but her body shook. “I'M CUMMING!” She squealed as never before, her head going next to his ear. Her juices flowed down his cock and her pussy gripped him from the inside. She began to breathe more softly and sighed. “Holy shit...I'm sorry babe.” she whispered. He was just laughing. They were still locked in place, his cock deep in her. She looked at him. “You're a jerk,” she laughed. “You wanted that to happen. We're going to get in trouble.”

Bill kissed her. “It's fine.”

Morgan contorted her body to look at their union best she could. “Did you...did you cum...” she was scared.

“Nope,” he laughed.

She looked to see his cock dripping with something. “Is that...is that all me?”

He nodded. He began moving her towards the bed.

“Wait..wait...”she pleaded as she was placed onto the small single bed, a cock somehow still inside her. She found herself looking up at him. “DO NOT CUM IN ME MISTER!” She pointed a finger at him. “I MEAN IT!”

Bill began taking his shirt off, pulling out of her, which made her whimper. She pulled her own top off, and as Bill began to slide his pants down, Morgan momentarily took his cock into her mouth, rolling his balls as she did. She then quickly pushed her skirt down, and literally kicked it with her foot across the room.

Now fully nude ad on his small bed, Bill was on top of her again, he positioned his cock at her now engorged and dripping folds and pushed forward. “Huuuuhhhhh,” she breathed looking up at her lover as he pushed several inches in easily. He built a slow pace and they kissed. She was surprised but delighted when he grabbed her leg, lifted it around him and put it on his shoulder, so her calve rested on his shoulder. She felt his weight push down on her, and his cock dove deeper in her warm pussy.

“I love your fucking sexy legs,” he panted as he pumped his cock in and out now. He was thrusting hard and holding for a second.

“Uhhnnnnnn,” Morgan moaned loudly, she gripped his back and pushed her pelvis up, taking him fully inside her, and another orgasm exploded deep down inside, rolling over her, and reaching her fingers and toes. Her fingers scrapped at his back and her toes curled in her wedges. She was seeing stars, and her head spun, but her lovely sexual **** wasn't over.

Bill leaned back up again, his cock still inside, but only the tip. She whimpered waiting for it to re-enter her. He lifted her second leg on his shoulders. Now her heels were at the sides of his head. Then he pushed his body down.

“AAAUUUUUHHHHH!” Her head went back into the pillows, eyes wide, and mouth open in a gasp. Her eyes shot open wide as she felt a slight pain in her hips and the back of her knees. She was being stretched in two. She could see her heels out of the corners of her eyes as Bill began picking the pace up again, fulling her with his cock. “OH MY GOD!” She said out of fascination, never having EVER been put in this position, or really even known about it. The pain was there, but it mixed with the pleasure. Luckily, Morgan was somewhat fit, and her flexibility surprised her. Bill seemed to pick up on her ability before even she knew.

He wasn't finished moving from one position to the next, as he leaned back and grabbed her ankles holding them apart, and sawing into her. He took pride in watching his cock enter his friend's fiancee in this manner, sure that she wasn't skilled like this. This was new to her.

“OH MY GOD!” She said again, a half whisper half shout somehow. Like her octaves were low, but the sound was still loud. She was new to this and just as Bill watched his cock, so did she, and she felt it go in and out, pushing against her wet walls. Bill pushed down on her legs, moving them towards her body. In this new position, with her heels and legs close, the pain grew. “Easy babe...easy....I haven't done this kind of sex before.” She said softly. Suddenly she felt embarrassed, since this wasn't sex at all. It was fucking.

Bill brought her heel covered feet down on his shoulders and kissed her. She was in awe of it all, mouth agape. She began smiling as he pumped inside of her. Bill turned and kissed her ankle bone. “These are my feet.” He teased.

Morgan merely nodded, lost in abandon. “Yeah they are...only you have fucked them baby.” She reached up to kiss him, her hands went on the insides of her legs. They kissed with all tongue as Bill kept pushing in and out, a sloshing noise now filling the room. He was pounding into her now, and she was close again. She felt the pain in her legs, and then felt her legs on the back of her arms. She was somehow holding them now. She could see her heels above her head, her feet and legs in a triangle almost. Bill had his hand to her sides and was going hard and fast. The whole scenario was working on her body, but not more than the cock inside her, and her eyes rolled, as her body shook on the bed. Her orgasm rumbled through her body in this twisted position. “OH GOD BILL! OH MY GOD BABY!” She rocked back, and Bill tried to stay inside but couldn't. Morgan's pussy squirted juices like a jet, landing on his bed.

She was saying “Oh my god” over and over. Now more softly. She was apologizing for shouting as well. It was apparent she was stuck, and she looked to Bill with a red face. “Uh....help.” He was chuckling too as he helped her legs around her arms. “Ow...ow...ow...” She said feeling pain. She got out of the “pretzel” finally. He was kneeling in the middle of the bed, his cock still erect. Morgan had been fucked to oblivion, and she wanted to reward him. She got up on her knees now, and without heels they were the same height. She gripped his cock and jerk his wet cock. She kissed his face and cheeks over and over. “I'm sorry babe.” She cooed. “I couldn’t be quite.” She was still in amazement. “That was REALLY like porn....have you ever done that?” She kept jerking him harder and harder wanting him to cum. Her lips kept planting “thank you” kisses on his cheek.

Bill laughed. “Not the end part. You're pretty flexible. Legs behind your back and shit.”

Morgan laughed and thanked him. She then licked his ear. “I want to suck your cock in that chair.” This wasn't a role or a tease. She wanted nothing more than to blow him as a thank you. To make it enjoyable and intense. Bill jumped off the bed and sat back. Morgan put on her top and panties, insisting it was sexier that way. Then she had an idea. “Wait? Do you have a mask?”He didn't. But Morgan found a fitted hat, which she put on backwards pulling her hair up. She then made Bill give her his aviator glasses.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

“Duh...I'm a pornstar...I'm making a porn.” She looked in mirror to make sure she couldn't be totally recognized. She applied red lipstick. “Get me a Popsicle.” She asked. He went out, and as he was out, she put her skirt back on. He came back and handed it to her. She told him to turn on his camera. Which he did.

“Is it on?” She asked, and he nodded. She was in a position, with one hand on his gaming table. Swaying her hips ever so slightly. Morgan smiled and told him to take full body shot of her, from feet to head. then back a few times. He did. She winked at the phone in his hand when it came back up. She peeled off the white wrapper of the Popsicle. It was orange. She licked it. “Hey boys!” She cooed. “How many of you guys are getting blowjobs on this Saturday night?” She pushed the Popsicle into her mouth halfway and pulled it out with a “pop” until red was on half of it. “I'm guessing since your watching your not getting ANY blowjobs.” She sucked the Popsicle long and hard now. She then began to move it back and forth in her mouth quickly. She laughed. “That's ok...you can watch my boyfriend get his cock sucked.” She walked over to Bill who sat in the chair. He was fully nude. He pointed the phone down at her as she got on her hands and knees. She was still licking the pop with her tongue. “Now many of you are never going to get a blowjob like I can give a blowjob.....or from a girl as hot as me....” She smiled to the camera, licking the pop. “But you can just live through my boyfriend B....” She leaned own, so his cock was in view. She then licked his tip, the pop in her left hand. She grabbed his shaft with her right hand and sucked half his hard cock into her mouth.

She then surprised Bill for the first time that night and bit into the ice pop, and then went back to his dick. The cold feeling of the ice in her mouth was amazing, and he grunted. “FUUCCK!” Her lipstick coated his cock, and orange sticky water rolled down his shaft as she lifted her mouth up. She began to bob her head up and down. Bill was groaning and moaning. “FUCK....OH FUCK! YEAH!” She momentarily pulled her head off to take another bite of the Popsicle, her hand now jerking while her mouth was off. Her mouth went back to sucking his cock. His entire shaft was red now. One more bite of the Popsicle, and it was gone. She returned her mouth to his dick, with another chunk of cold orange ice. She was working his cock like a pro, and he pushed his hips up. “AAAHHH SHIIIT!” He shouted. He was cumming into her throat as she pressed it down over his cock, sucking down his cum. The camera could see her throat work, and the noise of swallowing. Finally she pulled up. A trickle of cum came down his dick. Morgan started at his base and licked all the way to his tip, getting all the cum. She then licked the stick of the Popsicle clean. “All done.” She giggled. She grabbed the phone and pointed to it. “You're probably NEVER going to get a blowjob like that from a girl like me....so tell B how much of a stud he is in the comments.” She then stopped the video.

It was an amazing night for Morgan. She took off the hat and glasses and they talked bout “holding off” on posting. They ha two more days and another “private” few hours was probably going to be needed. “He'll be in the room for hours once we post it,” she laughed.

“Shhhh,” she was giggling when they left Bill's room. He was laughing as well. Maybe too loudly. They were holding hands. Morgan had her heels in her other hand.

That's when it happened. Bill's mom came out of his parents room. She crossed her arms. “What the hell is with all the noise. It's like 4AM ARE YOU SSERIOUS MISTER! Who is this...” She was looking at Bill. Morgan thought about running and fast. She was about to when his mother saw her behind Bill. She looked at Morgan and confusion was on her face. “Morgan?”

The young girl sighed, realizing they'd been caught. “Yeah...yeah....I'm sooooo sorry. I didn't...”

“It was you in there?” His mother looked to their hands, and then to Morgan's heels and her outfit, and her utterly disheveled look.

“Yeah, yeah,....again...really sorry.” She wouldn't return his mothers gaze. What was she going to do?

“Oh hon,” Bill's mom huffed. “You're welcome ANYTIME....any time of day...” she winked. “Why don't you stay over for breakfast.”

A red face Morgan refused. “No...we can't...we have to...”

“I insist...at least stay for coffee.” She moved past them. “It's too early to drive without coffee.”

So Morgan sat with Bill while his mother prepared coffee. They exchanged “let's go” glances. Bill's mom had always liked her and she was now saying how happy she was it was her in his room. “He needs a girl like you.” While coffee was being made, she went to grab old photos. Bill told her it wasn't needed.

But Morgan found herself laughing. “Yeah it is...let me see.” His mom showed her old pics as all mom's do. Bill actually seemed embarrassed. “Aww...you were cute babe,” she said and leaned over and kissed his lip right in front of his mom. It seemed so natural. She joked with Bill's mom and felt somewhat comfortable. Unlike other moms.

They shared stories and coffee and his mom saw them out. Not before telling her that Bill's cousin had a wedding in a few weeks. Bill needed a date. She was not letting Morgan say no.

“I'll think about it,” Morgan said.

They drove home smoking and laughing about seeing his mom. Looks like his mom lived out a little fantasy herself. They made it to the apartment at 5AM, and Bunz was asleep on the ouch.

Morgan got down to only her panties, and Bill in his boxers. They hoped into bed. They were going to sleep a while. She rested on his chest like she ha for past few nights. “Do you really need a date?”

“You interested,” Bill was laughing rather evilly now.

“I can't really go Bill....but it would be fun." She remarked.

"You can go, Bunz won't mind." He nodded with smile. Another evil smile.

"Riiiight." She laughed. "Besides, I'd be a classy date and not slutty!” She slapped him.

Bill chortled. “You think you can go back to being NOT slutty.”

Morgan now joked. “I don't know.” She giggled. " I mean I'd wear that white top, and tan long skirt with the silver heels and pantyhose....like that wedding we were all at."

He recalled that. "Even classy you're hot." He added.

"Where is it?" She then asked. She wasn't really going to go...just asking. Bill told her it was in a beach town on the coast. She wasn't really going to go, but she did start to think about outfits to wear for some reason. "I'd have to get a black dress." She finished, but he was sleeping. Soon she was sleeping soundly as well.