1. Ty & Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love - Conclusion


    Date: 12/12/2014, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Pregnant, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 92.7, Source: sexstories.com

    when I turned on my cell to phone the movers. I spoke for a minute than listened. “Let’s go out for breakfast. They won’t be here until eleven at the earliest.” Monroe picked the restaurant, a place near campus with BIG portions. Had this been a weekend we would have had a choice of all-you-can-eat buffets. Since this was a Tuesday we had to make do with enough food to keep me going for three days. Monroe was well known by the staff. Apparently, it was a student favorite. I was also known even though I’d never been there. I signed more than a dozen autographs before I was allowed to eat. We returned to the house around ten. I put Fred into the back yard with a big bowl of water. Having him inside with the movers would be a problem. We said good-bye to Monroe and Juanita who thanked us repeatedly for the meals and the use of the bedroom. We promised them a real bed for the next time. They grinned wildly at that and cheered just before driving away. I decided that Fred needed a good walk so Cinda took his leash from the truck and we strolled leisurely down the street. We saw plenty of children playing, even some shooting baskets in the driveway. Fred drew plenty of attention; I was relieved that I didn’t. We turned around after fifteen minutes and returned home, meeting one set of next door neighbors en route. They were concerned, as were our neighbors in Indiana, about having a couple of teenagers living on their own next door. “You know,” I began, “our neighbors in Indiana ...
    had the same concerns, but we’re serious students. We spend most of our time studying. We don’t drink or smoke or do drugs and we won’t have big noisy parties either. On the other hand, we’ll be available to babysit and we don’t charge. We don’t need money; we just like kids.” We took our leave just as the moving van pulled up the street. Fred went back to the yard for the duration. The movers left by two and we faced the small mountain of boxes—dishes, pots and pans, silverware for the kitchen and sheets and towels for the linen closet. I loaded the dishwasher while Cinda addressed the linens. We knocked off for the day around five. I put Fred out again and we drove away, a list of local furniture stores in my lap. How could I allow my horny brother-in-law to pursue his girlfriend on our floor again? That would never do! Juanita merited a decent bed. We looked at about a dozen sets in three different stores before returning to the first to seal the deal. We’d have the queen bed and mattress, a double dresser, two night tables, and a set of lamps delivered by Friday afternoon, just in time for Monroe’s next visit with Juanita. We had another date for dinner. We worked the way we always did—hard and long—and by Wednesday afternoon we were mostly done. I phoned Coach Beamon about coming in to the practice court to work out on my dribbling, timing, and shooting. We set a time for 9:00 a.m. One of the equipment managers would meet us and help with clothes and taping my ankles. Ned ...
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