Chapter one

Oliver 'Ollie'Casey Jones took a cryptical breath, he was sitting at his desk in his dwelling house spot. He took another sip of coffee, cringing at the temperature, as it had cooled down more than he expected. He hated inhuman coffee, he set the mug down further away, so he would n't make the Saami error. Ollie blinked, rubbing his sift optic and focused back on his computer screen.

Oliver was a freelance graphic designer that worked from plate. He was mid twenty. Him and his wife, Holly, who was 21, were n't by any agency moneyed, but they had a comfortable life together, seeing as how untried they were. Ollie stretched, then went back to his work. He tapped his foot to the beat of the music coming out of the verbalizer that surrounded him.

*bbzz bbzz bbzz*

Ollie 's headphone started to vibrate as it lit up. He broke his stare on the screenland and looked down at his sound, that rested on the desk.

His phone notified him that someone was at the front door. He clicked the notification and his look door security measures photographic camera showed quip, one of Holly 's salutary friend standing on the porch with a large haversack and a couple overflowing charge plate traveling bag. Her caput hung low, her face was not visible in the tv camera view, but Ollie knew who it was. He glanced at the time, 4:37, Buddy Holly would n't be home from work for another hour or so. Ollie saved his current employment forward motion and stood with a stretchability. Then exited the authority room and walked to the front of the menage. When he reached the front door he opened it and was taken aback by the sight. Sally faced the ground, grimace flushed red, with buck stained cheeks. Ollie 's heart sank slightly at the sad reception.

'' Is Holly here ? '' wisecrack 's articulation cracked, as she asked quietly, fighting back more tears.

'' Uh, no. She wo n't be home from work for another hour or so. '' Ollie answered back in his own soft, quiet tone. This was very unlike Sally. She typically was a very happy-go-lucky girl.

Sally took a deep and shakey breath. Clenching her teeth. Her head sank a bit lower and her packsack, that barely held all its contents, slipped off her shoulder and landed on the porch with a thump. Almost instantly quip 's strength broke and she began to cry, tears rolled down her cheeks. Ollie reached out and put his arm around her.

'' seed in and sit down. '' He said soothingly, guiding her in through the room access way. He stepped behind her and picked up the backpack, it was lowering than he expected. Some wearable hung out of the hatchway, since the zippers could n't close entirely. He walked with sortie to the living room, which was just inside the foyer. He set the backpack down beside the couch. Sally dropped the udder she still held on the flooring and collapsed onto the couch, breathing heavily. Ollie jogged softly to the kitchen, retrieved a bottle of piss from the fridge, and a Kleenex box from the sideboard. He rushed back to where Sally now sat, curled up, hugging a pillow and gently sobbing. Ollie sat on the corner of the burnt umber table, handing Sally the water bottle and offering a Kleenex. Sally looked up at Ollie and made eye contact for the first time since she arrived. His heart beat fast as he saw the pure lugubriousness in her bloodshot infant blue centre. She mustered to break a thankful smile, though definitely forced, before taking the water system and a Kleenex. She blew her nose softly, wiping her tears and then took a small sip of piss. Clearing her throat. She took another sip and swallowed hard. She took a few late breaths as Ollie sat quietly, waiting for the opportune time to mouth. And also to gather his thought process so he did n't utter out of turn. Ollie looked around, slightly uncomfortable with the muteness and saw that the grip were stuffed with crease clothing. This was very unlike Sally, as was meticulous with organization and 'proper'packing material. When Ollie brought his gaze back to sortie, she was looking at him. She took a deep breath.

'' Its been a day. '' She said, her voice sounding strained.

'' Oh ? '' Ollie responded sympathetically.

'' Well, I went to work this morning and had a run in with the coach ... again ... and he ended up firing me ! Ever since I started there, he kept trying to stool advancements on me and I kept telling him no, and he did n't like that. Made my workplace life hell.. But today he made another comment to me and I freaked out. He ended firing me ! '' She took another drink and continued,

'' Then I went home really upset. And Cecilia was over and I caught her and Jay 'in the act'... '' Sally started to displume up again and her voice started to scratch. She took another steadying breathing space and continued.

'' If my day was n't already shitty enough ! I started yelling at him. They both started blaming me for it all, which made absolutely no signified ... I just broke down and packed as much of my stuff as I could while they continued to scream at me. I could n't take it anymore and left in a hurry .... I did n't know where to go .... I left my phone there by accident and just started walking, and came here. I did n't recognize where else to go ... '' wisecrack 's vocalisation quieted, her head hung back low, as she wiped her tears away again.

There was a minute of troglodyte silence.

'' Awe jeez, that 's rough.. '' Ollie said sadly, not knowing what else to say.

'' But you 're always welcome here. And Holly will be home soon. But until then, is there anything I can do ? '' Ollie added, offering help as he thought appropriate.

Sally cleared her pharynx again, taking another sip of water.

'' I think I just need to unwind and tranquilize down. affair have n't been great with Jay, or my job for awhile, so I saw an end coming, just did n't expect it all at once..and in this way. '' She said, holding back wrath in sadness.

'' fountainhead, make yourself at household, as best you can. If you would like to go refresh up in the privy, I 'll make you a tea. '' Ollie offered, he knew tea always made Charles Hardin Holley and Sally feel better and it should help oneself soothe her sore pharynx.

crack turned her head up to Ollie.

'' Thanks Ollie. '' She said with a small, genuinely thankful, smile.

'' No job at all. I care about you and will do what I can. '' Ollie answered wholeheartedly. He gently patted Sally 's stifle and rose up, and made his way to the kitchen.

sally took a few breather and stood up, walked back through the kitchen to the hallway that led to the bedroom and bathroom.

Ollie put some water supply in the tympanum. He heard the lavish start track, so he did n't part the boiler right away. He walked down the hallway and got a towel from the linen closet. He had taken all the towels from the privy earlier in the day for laundry. He walked to the can door and knocked lightly with his knuckle.

'' Yes ? '' quip 's voice answered back, from behind the threshold. Ollie took this as an 'ok'and opened the door slightly. There before him, Sally was bent over fully nude statue, kicking off her underwear that was knotted in her trouser. Her lowly, squiffy, suave, tan bum was on full display. She jumped a bit, hearing the door unlatch, or maybe from Ollie gasping. His eyes widened but then he quickly stepped back and shut the door with a jibe.

'' I am so sorry ... I was just getting you a towel, I guess I did n't understand your reply as it was intended. I 'm, uh, um ... '' Ollie stuttered from behind the close down door, very stymy.

'' It 's ok. I should 've answered better. '' sortie said softly, followed by a cute, nervous giggle.

Ollie smiled to himself at the sound of her giggle. He was grateful it did n't make her day worse. The room access creaked open a crack and Sally 's open hand slowly stuck out.

'' Thanks. '' She said after a arcsecond of silence.

Ollie shook his head to intermit his abstruse thinking trance and handed the towel to her awaiting grasp.

'' I 'll try to be quick. Thanks again. '' She said.

Ollie swallowed hard as he saw the vanity mirror 's reflection through the cracked undetermined door. He could n't help but admire the slender hourglass shape of Sally 's soundbox. Her tan, Olea europaea coloured tegument.

The door clicked closed and Ollie let out a abrupt breath.

'' Take your time, no motive to induce. I 'll set off the kettle when I hear the exhibitor crook off. '' He said, facing the now fill up door.

'' Thanks Ollie. '' Sally 's voice came echoed, then he heard the exhibitioner doorway click closed.

Ollie walked softly back to the kitchen, sitting down at the board, recalling the ken like a photo album with each blink of his eyes. As Ollie 's mind was stuck on playback, he felt a conversant twitching in his trouser. Ollie groaned and shifted uncomfortably.

'She 's overthrow, do n't think this way .'He repeated to himself in his head.

He did n't find hangdog though. His wife, Holly, had a crazy high sex effort and she always was pushing Ollie to try new and more adventurous thing. She loved when he got turned on by others and things around him. They watched a lot of porn when they made love, persona playing and always looked for new things to heighten their experiences. She even brought him to a funnies club and got him a lap dance for his last birthday. He definitely screwed her brains out that night.

Ollie shuddered and smiled, lost in thought. He zoned out for awhile and was startled by step shuffling behind him. He turned and saw sortie approaching him wrapped up in a towel. She held it tight at the top. It barely covered her teat, her cleavage tightly held by the towel. The towel covered her stomach and looked as if it barely covered her genitalia.

'' I forgot to snaffle a change of clothes. Did n't really want to put my piece of work wearing apparel back on. '' She said cutely as she scurried past him, towards her 'luggage'in the life way. Ollie watched as she walked retiring him. The towel covered nearly of her shapely bottom of the inning, but he saw a peek of cheeks as she stepped quick. Ollie shook his psyche and cleared his capitulum enough to draw his attention away to go put on the kettle. The living room was out of sight now. After he turned the kettle on he heard, though the open kitchen windowpane, a car threshold close. He walked back around the corner to the living room, just as the front man door opened. Sally crouched, rooting through her backpack. The sound of the strawman threshold startled sally, and in one fluid crusade, she jumped and turned towards the door, she twisted to the side of meat standing up with a jar, this caused the towel to loosen and shine off as she rose. She was n't able to catch the falling towel, so she knelt down quickly to the trading floor. Holly shut the door, turning to see Sally before her, fully nude, crouching by the couch.

'' What the ? ! '' Holly spoke aloud in blow and confusion, but not anger.

sortie started to mumble out an explanation but tripped over her Bible and crashed again, maybe because the relevance of her finding Jay the way she did. She burst into teardrop as she huffed. Covering her grimace in pity, as she kneeled, collapsing into a huddled session positioning. Holly looked quickly towards Ollie as he stepped into the way, he gave her a look of trust and she quickly dropped her purse and rushed over to bosom and soothe her friend. Ollie knew Holly trusted him, and she knows he would never do anything to hurt her, so her main headache was to comfort her friend, her very nude friend. Holly held Sally as she sobbed into Buddy Holly 's berm. Ollie did n't want to gape, so he went back to the kitchen and fixed two tea. He walked softly around the corner, peeking out to pull in sure he did n't barge in on the girls. sortie was pulling on some jogging pants, followed by a shirt, then she cuddled back into Charles Hardin Holley, who sat on the couch. Sally explained the events of the day, in between huffed breathing place. Ollie brought the mugs over to the girl.

'' But Ollie helped, and I swear cypher happened between us. '' Sally acknowledged.

'' Oh I know naught would sustain, and even so, I 'd only be upset that I did n't get to watch. '' Holly replied jokingly, nudging Sally. Sally cracked a smile and a forced laugh. She knew all about Charles Hardin Holley 's 'adventurous'English and the two often joked about that kinda stuff, usually at Ollie 's expense. Ollie handed them each a tea and they thanked him in turn.

He went back and fixed himself a coffee, rejoining the little girl.

They talked on and off about cipher specific for awhile, just trying to unbend and relax. The conversation concluded with Buddy Holly inviting Sally to ride out with them until she got settled again. The menage had two sleeping accommodation but Ollie had one bedchamber converted to a home office, so the lounge would have to be sufficient. Sally accepted the offer and said she really appreciated them both. Ollie then got up and fixed dinner. As the evening went on, they seemed to all relax more and more. Sally seemed in a much better mood. Holly retrieved a spare part blanket and pillow, making the sofa as bedlike as she could. They bid their good nighttime, Charles Hardin Holley giving Sally a hug. Holly turned and retreated to the superior sleeping room. quip went and gave Ollie a hug too, thanking him for his kindness and hospitality. She took a deep breath in as her cheek rested again Ollie 's chest of drawers. He half hugged her back, enough to call it an embrace, but cipher more. Ollie then went to the bedroom. When he arrived he walked in and Holly was wearing some very aphrodisiacal, and revealing lingerie.

Ollie 's eyes widened and he cracked a smile. Holly spread her peg thrusting upwardly as she lay back on the king sized bed. Oliver closed the doorway with a click behind him and slowly approached Holly, he removed his clothes as he walked over. Ollie climbed between her, feeling her heat as he rested on his elbow and kissed her, he moved around and started to plant light osculation on Buddy Holly 's neck. She let out a small groan and turned her question as he continued to kiss up and down her neck. Her external respiration increased in his ear. Ollie reached up and started to massage her powerful breast through the thin material covering her nipples. Buddy Holly 's mammilla stiffening with his touch. He ground his groin into her covered pussy. His dick began to grow, pushing against her shroud pitcher. Her pussy was warm. Ollie coaxed her to roll slightly to the side as he reached around and unclasped her bra, he laid her back down on her back as he maneuvered skillfully to remove her top entirely. He kissed down her neck opening and towards her nipple, she moaned louder as he kissed and sucked her set up nipples, one after the early, then back. Ollie ran his hired man up Charles Hardin Holley 's sides, in a sensual tickling, she squirmed beneath him as her moans grew louder. He ran his manus down her slim face, tucking his fingers in the string of her panties, he moved his kiss back up to her neck as he pulled her scanty down. He sat up on his genu as he pulled her panties the rest of the way off, tossing them to the side. She looked him up, from his hard dick, up his pectus and to his case, he cast his gaze down at her, taking in her slim and tranquil consistence. He rested back upon her and kissed her on her sass forcefully, she moaned into his oral cavity, their brim parted and their glossa wrestled. Ollie, now at full mast, reached down, gripping his appendage, rubbing the head up and down Holly 's wet puss. She continued to writhe and moan beneath him, as he teased her. Ollie slowly pushed forward and entered her, Holly 's oral cavity opened wide as she let out a guttural groan. His heaviness filling her. He started slow but picked up his tempo till he was thrusting steadily. Oliver let out a few groans and moans himself. Their external respiration increased until they huffed between moans.

Oliver leaned down, kissing Buddy Holly 's neck opening again. She moaned into his ear.

'' So what do you reckon of her ? '' She asked through sexually fueled moans.

'' Who ? What are you talking about ? '' Ollie asked, still trying to focus on his thrusts.

'' Of Sally. '' Holly moaned seductively.

Ollie slowed his thrusts but stayed buried in his wife. He arched himself up to take care at her face.

'' She had a rough day, I feel sorry for her ... '' Ollie answered, somewhat confused at the query, and timing.

Holly groaned.

'' Do n't block. '' She begged, grabbing his butt, pulling him back down.

Ollie gave her a mixed-up face and began slowly pumping inside her again. He lowered himself down again, returningto kiss her. And Holly spoke again.

'' Jay was a douch, she needed a fundamental reason to finally understand that and leave him. '' Holly continued.

King Oliver let out a groan.

'' Why are we talking about this right wing now ? '' He asked, trying to sustain up momentum.

'' I wan na know what you think of her. '' Holly paused.

'' What you thought of her physical structure when you saw her naked. '' Holly said, moaning and giggling menacingly, holding Ollie against her.

'' Uh, I barely saw anything. Her towel dropped, and you went to aid her and I went back to kitchen. '' He answered, struggling to keep his thrusts steady as he explained.

'' No, I meant in the bath. Did you like what you saw ? '' Holly caught him off guard.

'' She told me you walked in on her. '' Holly concluded.

Oliver stopped his thrusts again, leaning up.

'' Oh yeah, umm, I did n't signify to. '' He stumbled out his solvent.

'' Do n't stop ! '' Holly commanded, grabbing him and pulling him in a roll around so she was now on top, she looked down at his blow out of the water look and began to resile on him, setting the pace herself.

'' Did you like what you saw ? Her smooth body ? Did it make you gruelling ? '' Holly begged for his answer has she rode him. Her breasts bounced, as she slid up and down his scape. Ollie gripped her hips, looking into her pleading eyes. He knew what she wanted to take heed.

'' Yeah. She 's hot. I walked in and she was bent-grass over, her pussy looked so suave. '' King Oliver groaned, trying to appease his wife. Holly 's moans grew flash, as she picked up her pace. Her hanky panky dripping down his shaft.

'' Mmm. I bet you wanted to impact her ! '' Holly moaned again.

Ollie groaned quietly as he steadied her while she bounced.

'' Did n't you ? ! '' Holly urged him to respond.

'' Yeah, I did. '' Ollie said. He mostly admitted these things because he knew it got his wife off, but his mind raced as he thought about actually acting on these 'fantasies'. The fact that Holly was currently bouncing on him, fueled his sexual imaging. The thought of actually touching Sally, and exploring her cause Ollie to moan and grapple Charles Hardin Holley 's hip tighter.

'' I bet you wanted to usher her your thick dick, have her sense of touch you..mmm.. I bet she 'd love your midst dick.. '' Holly moaned as she spoke.

Joseph Oliver clenched his teeth as he moaned.

'' Mm. She 'd beg you to cum for her. She wants to see you shoot for her. filling her. '' Holly gasped as she bounced, her eyes shut soaked and her equalizer was now unsteady.

Ollie 's breathing was shakey as he huffed, his balls tensed as he felt his oncoming orgasm.

'' Ugh, I 'm going to cum ! '' Joseph Oliver groaned.

'' Mmm, yeah ! Cum for her ! Cum for Sally ! '' Holly moaned out flashy.

That was all it took to send Ollie over the edge as he groaned deep, tightening his grip on holly 's hips as he came deep and hard into his wife 's pussy. Charles Hardin Holley 's eyes shaft open as she felt his load being pulsed into her. She started to shake and her own coming hit, as Ollie pumped about 7 oodles deep within her. Both of them shook and gasped.

Buddy Holly collapsed unto Ollie as she twitched a few more metre. They kissed and came down from their orgasmic highs, their breathing steadied. holly rolled off to the side of meat, letting another lowly moan out as Ollie 's shrinking dick slipped out of her. She closed her center and let herself snooze off. Oliver 's idea calmed down and he thought of what Holly was saying. It was one matter when she tempted him with strangers or female child that they saw in departure, but this was her friend, her booster with a name, that was currently sleeping in the elbow room just down the hall ! Joseph Oliver sensed a bit of jitteriness, remembering she was so close. Hoping she did n't hear them. Ollie shook his head and broke his recollect process. He gathered up a blanket and covered him and his married woman. She curled into him, and they both fell asleep .