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The Joy of Alters

Date: 4/3/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Non-consensual sex, Older Male / Female, Rape, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

the guy I was with last night?" "Um . . . no. I. . . I wish you had spent your time with me, but no . . ." She was really an odd duck. "Oh, ok. I was wanting to find the guy so he could pay to dry clean my dress. There is cum all over it." Holy shit, did she really just tell me that? "Sooooo, you had a fun night I take it?" "I don't remember. I remember you and I talking and I thought you were nice. I had a time loss after that so not sure who I was with." "Well who set up the date, can't you ask them?" Was this girl mentally challenged? Hard to believe with how she looked. "I . .. . I think I met him on a message board, I don't remember anymore. Um, I don't have a car, could you give me a ride to the dry cleaners?" This had to be the oddest conversation I had ever had. But it was worth it I figured. "Um sure, why not? What is your address my dear?" A quick shower and protein shake later I was on my way. She didn't live too far. The next town over but that was an arbitrary line. I found her address, a modest apartment, ground floor, adobe style. I knocked on the door and the stunner from the previous night opened the door. Only she wasn't stunning today. Her hair was frizzy, she had on no makeup and was wearing sweat pants and a sweatshirt. Seemed a little hot for today. "Hi Elizabeth, here I am! Do you have your dress?" "My dress?" "Yeah you asked me to give you a ride to the cleaners. You need to get that purple dress cleaned." "Oh, ok. I wondered who you were." She ... turned and took a few steps into her apt. She looked around until I pointed out her dress hanging over the chair at the dinning table. She hadn't been kidding, there was a huge white crusty stain all over one of the tit canopies. I couldn't believe the guy wasted the cum on her dress, I would have found a way to leave it in her. Stomach, pussy, ass, anywhere to mark the conquest. "Jesus," She said, her voice much deeper than usual and sounding like a slight Bostonian accent. "Did you mess up my favorite dress?" "Me? No. We just talked for a bit yesterday, we didn't, um, we weren't like intimate or anything." "Oh, hmmm, I wonder who she fooled around with . . . " She grabbed the dress and walked back towards the door where I was waiting. "Ok, let's go." "Sure thing Elizabeth." I said turning to walk back out to the parking lot. "Call me Katie." She said. "Um, ok, Katie." I opened the door for her and she was almost emotionless. Her face like stone, no enthusiasm. She seemed only interested in what I told her to do. Which made me think of suggesting naughty things, but at this point I was so confused by this woman, I was just going to take it one step at a time. We went to the cleaners and I tried not to laugh at the face of the dry cleaner when she say the stain. Not much else it could be. I offered to pay for it and my sometimes stunner thanked me but with no enthusiasm. As we were walking out I said, "So, Katie, would you like to get lunch out somewhere? I paid for the 1 hour ...