Sing For Me Ch. 05

Author's Note: So I think I am going to do some rewrites and tell more of the story during the first semester. The next few chapters won't be affected so I'll be able to publish for the next few weeks, and hopefull I'll be ready by the time the I get through my drafts. As always thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy

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My alarm went off at 7:30, and I groaned as I struggled to turn it off. I took a moment to debate skipping the first day of school, but ultimately decided I couldn't. I rolled out of bed and grabbed the Advil off of my nightstand before lumbering my way into the kitchen. Mom was already up cooking breakfast, and she ran up and gave me a hug as she saw me. "Senior year!" She cheered before letting me go and grinning at me.

"Thanks mom." I said.

She waved her hand in front of her nose and made a face. "Ew you've got dragon breath, go brush your teeth." She said as she returned to the stove.

"I will after I eat."

Mom had made pancakes, a tradition she did for every first day of school. We sat down at the table to eat together, and I prepped my stack, spreading it with butter before dousing it in syrup. Mom shook her head, and took the bottle from me, pouring a small pool of it on the side of her plate. "You're gonna get fat again if you keep doing that."

I rolled my eyes. "Wow mom, not 'put on weight' or 'lose progress' just straight up 'get fat'? I thought you cared about my feelings."

She gave me a deadpan stare. "I care more about your health. I don't want you to get diabetes and have to deal with everything that comes with that."

"Just be glad I don't put whipped cream on them." I said, and mom knew exactly who I was alluding to. We both cut into our food, and enjoyed a nice breakfast. A few minutes in, mom's phone rang, and I saw she was getting a FaceTime call from Annie. She answered it and held the phone up so I could see as well.

"Hi Annie." She said, waving into the camera.

"Hi mom, hi Rich. Happy senior year!" She responded.

"Thanks Annie." I said.

"Well I'm not as good of a cook as mom so I had to settle for instant, but I've got my pancakes." She pointed the camera down, and we saw a plate of pancakes with a covering of syrup on them, topped with whipped cream. Mom smiled and I laughed.

"You gotta make compromises when you're in college honey, I understand."

Annie pulled the camera back up to her face. "Alright well I just wanted to say hi, I'm gonna have to eat fast because I've got class in 20 minutes. I'll call you tonight Rich, I wanna hear about your first day."

I took a bite of pancakes and answered. "Okay talk to you later."

Mom glared at me. "Don't talk with your mouth full." I heard Annie laughing over the call.

"Okay, talk later. Bye, love you both."

Mom waved to the camera again. "Bye Annie, I love you too." I waved but was still in the process of chewing my food.

I had realized when I saw Annie calling that I forgot to see what she had said about me talking to mom. After I finished eating, I went and checked my phone. In her response she said, "I think she's fine. Her job has always kept her busy, especially after she got promoted. As long as she gets at least one or two days off this week I think it'll be fine. Let me know if she does or not." While it wasn't the answer I was hoping for, I decided to wait and see. I saw that I had a few more messages waiting for me. The first one I checked was from Sam to see her response.

SR: Good for you Rich. You gotta invite me to one of those sometime and I'll show your girlfriends how it's done

I laughed and messaged back saying I'd have to introduce them first. The next message was from Bella. She had sent another photo, but unlike her usual pics, this one was of her fully dressed. She was standing in her mirror, wearing a blouse and skirt with her backpack on. She had one leg kicked up under her to show off her tall striped socks and her sneakers she was wearing. The message with it just said, "See you soon!" The last text was from Henry.

HY: Hey you don't need to pick me up today

The ambiguity had me a little concerned but I trusted that Henry would make it to school alright.

When I arrived on campus I managed to find a parking spot that was decently close to the main entrance. Unfortunately when my leg had healed I had lost all of the privileges that it provided me, including being able to park right in front. I walked in and joined the crowd of students in front of the poster board outside of the main office searching for their homeroom class. After a bit of time, I managed to work my way to the front and found my name. I made my way towards the classroom I had been assigned and walked in. To my surprise both Carter and Caity were also there. They spotted me and waved me over.

"Hey we got homeroom together sweet!" Carter said as I approached. Caity was sitting on top of a desk and held her hand up for a high five. I hit it, and dropped my bag off beside me. We spent some time chatting before the homeroom teacher, Mr. Wurchel, walked in. He was the psychology teacher, and since I hadn't taken the class, I knew I wouldn't have him as a teacher.

"Alright guys, let's have a seat. I know that most of you won't be in my class except for homeroom so I'll keep the introduction brief. I'm Mr. Wurchel, but Mr. W is fine if you prefer that. I'll be your homeroom teacher, aka your morning babysitter." That got a laugh from a few of us.

"I really don't have many rules, I just ask that you keep it quiet so any students who would like to study or do homework can focus on that. Outside of that I don't care if you use this time to play on your phones or draw or cook spaghetti in the back of the class if you can do it quietly. I only ask that if you do cook spaghetti that you make me some too." Another laugh.

Believe it or not, someone would actually put this to the test a couple weeks later. This kid named Frankie brought in a full hot plate and saucepans and managed to quietly cook two bowls of spaghetti without disturbing anyone. Mr. Wurchel stayed true to his word and let the whole thing play out, gratefully accepting his bowl when it was ready.

"Alright I'm gonna call roll. When I call your name please come up and grab your schedule and locker assignment, and let me know if you would prefer to be called something else besides the name your parents graciously gave to you at birth." He sat down at his desk and began to read off names.

After a few minutes everyone had their schedules and anyone who had someone they knew in the room was comparing schedules. Carter, Caity, and I all looked but saw we didn't have any other classes with all three of us. Carter and I had gym together, and he and Caity had economics. Eventually we all took pictures and sent them to the group chat, the others soon following suit.

We spent some time figuring out who we shared what with, and I was pleasantly surprised to see that I had at least one of them in all of my classes except for PreCal. I was a little upset about that because math was the most boring subject to me and I was dreading not having a friend in class.

Now my school ran what's called a block schedule. If you don't know what that is, basically it means our classes were split up throughout the week, and were longer. We would have some classes on A days, and the other classes on B days, with every Friday alternating between one of the two. However, because it was the first day, we ran a normal schedule, and had around 45 minutes in each class for the day so we could meet all of our teachers. So pretty soon after we had seen everyone's schedules the bell rang and we all got up to head to our first real class of the day.

Mine was economics, which I would have with Dani and Henry. Poor Caity had gym first thing and she was not happy that she was gonna spend the year smelling like a locker room for most of her A days. All of my classes that day were dealing with introductions and what we would spend the year learning. My Econ teacher Ms. Howlet seemed nice enough, but I was a little sad that there wasn't a senior year history class I could've taken instead.

History was always my favorite subject and last year my history teacher Mr. Fallon was super cool. He was a big rocker, and had band posters up all over his room. He showed me this metal band from Sweden called Sabaton who only sang songs about historical events. I loved his class and was sad when the year ended.

During Econ Henry told Dani and me that he had a surprise he wanted to share with the group at lunch. Something told me it had something to do with him not riding to school with me that day. After Econ I had a free period, which I spent hanging out in the courtyard. I wasn't the biggest fan of the elective classes my school offered so I had decided to take two free periods in my class schedule. Lucy and I shared my other free period and I imagined we would get into all sorts of mischief during those times. Part of me hoped I might get one at the end of the day so I could leave early but I didn't get that lucky. Not the biggest deal though since Henry would still make me drive back to pick him up from school.

My next class was gym with Carter. It was just the usual picking out gym lockers and getting to know the coaches again. Even though we only had to take 2 years of gym, a few of us had the bright idea of waiting until the last 2 years to do it. This meant that the majority of our class was made up of freshmen and sophomores who were smarter than we were and took it early. After gym I had PreCal. I sat down expecting to be miserably alone, but was pleasantly surprised when Donny walked in and took a seat next to me. We were both glad to see each other, as Donny wasn't friends with anyone else in the class either. Mrs. Joplin, our PreCal teacher, was an older lady, who had clearly grown tired of teaching. She rattled off the course schedule in a monotone that made me want to cut my ears off.

Finally lunchtime came. My class was close to the cafeteria so I was the first one to sit down at our table. Though everyone soon arrived and joined me. I hadn't been able to see it in the picture she sent, but the blouse that Bella had worn actually showed off a fair amount of cleavage. She told me later that she was getting a lot of stares, but she didn't mind the attention now that she had me. The last to arrive was Henry, and he stood next to the table and told us what his surprise was.

His parents had bought him a car and he would no longer have to bum rides from anyone, as long as he could pay for gas. We all congratulated him and started asking him different things like what type of car it was, what he would do with his newfound freedom, what was the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow. You know, normal stuff. I was a little envious to learn that he had gotten a nicer car than I had. Even though it was used, it was still nicer than mine.

After lunch I had my period as an office aide. I had also chosen to forgo one of my elective classes and instead spend an hour and a half every other day taking notes and detention slips to different classrooms. This meant that gym class was technically my only elective class, though I wasn't too bothered by this. My office period was followed by my other free period. Lucy and I immediately took advantage of it by sneaking out to the woods behind the school and having sex. We spent the last 20 or so minutes walking around campus discussing our classes so far.

My second to last class was astronomy, which I also had with Lucy, as well as Bella. Science was my third favorite subject, and astronomy was probably my favorite science class I ended up taking in my school career. My teacher Mr. Gunderson was really interesting. He had a star map projected onto the ceiling and spent a lot of the time after introducing himself using a laser pointer to identify different interesting celestial bodies and constellations we would study. I don't know why, but Mr. Gunderson gave me a strong vibe that he took a lot of mushrooms in college.

The classroom had tables instead of desks, with 2 people to a table. And while Mr. Gunderson was showing us things on the star map, Bella decided to give me a handjob under the table. Luckily we were at the back of the class so there was less chance anyone would notice us. She cut it very close, and made me cum around a minute before the bell rang. My last class of the day was English, which was my second favorite subject. I really enjoyed all subjects except for math. Math sucks, and anyone who says differently is a nerd. And by that logic economics sucks too because it involves math. Astronomy got a pass cause it had space stuff during the math.

My English teacher was a young woman named Ms. Isaacs who was brand new. I felt like I recognized her from somewhere, but couldn't quite place it. It was her first year teaching but she handled it very well. She had a friendly demeanor and I found a couple of bits of merchandise I recognized around her room from different movies I enjoyed. I shared English with Bella and Donny, and the three of us sat together near the far wall of the room. I thought I had managed to make it through my first day without receiving any assignments, but unfortunately a few minutes before class ended Ms. Isaacs handed out copies of Catcher in the Rye and told us we would need to read the first 2 chapters by next Tuesday, which would be our first class with her next week.

When the final bell rang Bella and I walked towards the parking lot. We were all meeting out there so Henry could show us his car. It was a six year old VW Golf painted red. It had a few scratches and dents but overall it was a nice car. Lucy and I walked Bella to her car after that, and I gave her a kiss goodbye before walking to my own car. When we got inside Lucy stuck her leg up on the dash and said, "Check this out." She pulled the trim of her dress back and pointed to what looked like a dry water line running down the inside of her leg. I quickly realized that it was not water, and was in fact my semen.

"Gross, why don't you wipe that off at some point?" I asked.

She laughed. "Cause I didn't really have a good time to do it. Plus it kinda turned me on feeling it spill out and run down."

I pulled a face. "You're weird."

She rolled her eyes. "Oh please like you don't think it's hot too. Plus," she held up a finger, "you're the one who painted the underside of Mr. Gunderson's table today, so you don't get to call me out. Now come on, let's head to your place. I wanna get another one on my other leg." As gross as that conversation was, the prospect of having sex with Lucy again was too good to pass up on.

I was laying on my bed talking to Lucy about my last few classes. I told her about Ms. Isaacs and how she had told us to start reading Catcher in the Rye. "Yeah we got that in my class too. Unfortunately my English teacher seems like she's gonna be a total bitch."

I sighed, picking up the book. "I don't like assigned reading. I like reading something because I wanna read it."

Lucy gave an understanding nod. "Yeah that kinda sucks. Why don't you read it to me? It'll make it a little more fun." She said, before leaning down and taking my dick into her mouth.

I opened the book and turned to chapter 1. "'To my mother.' Yeah that's what you wanna read while getting your dick sucked. 'If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born, an what my lousy childhood was like' god is he writing in an accent? That's the worst. I had too much of that when I read Forrest Gump. 'and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap' this is all one sentence by the way. Why is this required reading? It's like my worst nightmare."

Yeah I was a bit of a grammar freak. What can I say? English was my second favorite subject. Lucy pulled off of me and stroked me with her hand for a moment. "Keep reading, I'm kinda liking this. I think it'll help me retain more information." She went back at it. I sighed and continued reading.

"'but I don't feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth.' Then stop rambling and just tell me what 'it' is so we can move on." I shook my head.

Lucy let me go again. "Less complaining, more reading, I wanna see if I can finish you off before you hit chapter 2." I rolled my eyes and kept reading.

To Lucy's disappointment she wasn't able to get me to cum before I finished the first chapter. She could probably blame that on herself and Bella for pulling two loads out of me during school. But she quickly forgot all about it when I took off her dress and started fucking her. I had thrown the book onto the ground after finishing the first chapter and jumped off of the bed, getting behind Lucy. I unzipped her dress and pulled it off of her. She unhooked her bra and tossed it away, and she hadn't worn panties to school. She was already wet so I slid right in and started fucking her hard, taking out all of my frustrations regarding JD Salinger on her.

After I dropped Lucy off back at her place I went home and called Annie. She picked up after a few rings. "Hey Rich. How was your first day of senior year?" She asked excitedly. "It was good. Most of my teachers seem nice, though my PreCal teacher doesn't seem like she's gonna be fun." I answered.

"Who did you get?" She asked.

"Mrs. Joplin." I said.

"Oh yeah I had her. Not gonna be a fun class I'm afraid."

"Yeah well it's math so that's to be expected."

She laughed. "Who else did you have?" I listed off my teachers for her. "I know Gunderson and Howlet but didn't have either of them. But I don't know who Ms. Isaacs is." She told me.

"Yeah she's new, it's her first year teaching."

Annie gave a long 'ohh'. "Yeah that makes sense. Well go easy on her okay? Don't wanna ruin teaching for her."

I nodded to myself. "I'll do my best. Can't speak for everyone else though."

"What electives did you take?" She asked.

"Gym."

She scoffed. "Only gym? So what, they let you take 3 free periods now?"

I laughed. "No, only 2. But my third is as an office aide so it's practically the same."

I could practically hear her roll her eyes over the phone. "Well make sure you use that time for schoolwork first. You don't wanna fall behind because you're too busy playing smash bros at school."

I laughed. "Oh I'm definitely planning to smash at school." I said.

"Well you definitely have the girls around you for that." She responded, immediately picking up on my double entendre. "Just don't get caught. Because the school's punishment will be nothing compared to mom. Believe me I know."

That surprised me. "You got caught having sex at school?" I asked.

"Yep. Word of advice, that hallway behind the gym that they use for storage and fire drills is not a good place to do it. Even if there aren't any cameras." I was stunned.

"Wow."

"Yeah. And because I know you're gonna ask, the best places on campus are Mr. Holloway's room during lunch and the class after because he doesn't teach during that period and leaves to go eat with his wife, but he leaves his door unlocked. Also the library storage room if you have someone to get you in, because Mrs. West only sends her aides to get stuff from it and it's completely soundproof. And the last place is the auditorium, unless the theater class has announced a show, because once they do they start practicing in the auditorium, and it won't be empty until after the final performance."

"Wow." I said again. "You're kind of a slut Annie."

She laughed. "Yeah well from what I hear you've been a bit of a slut too Richie. You've already done it with all of those girls and it's been what, two weeks since you turned 18? Plus that other girl you were with, what was her name?"

I laughed. "Yeah, Sam. She's just someone I met though."

"Well I'll want to meet her sometime. But like I said, just be careful at school. Maybe don't do anything there for the first few days."

I chuckled. "Lucy and I may have already spent some time together today at school. We went into the woods."

"Yeah the woods are alright, but everyone goes there to do it so you're bound to run into someone if you keep going there. Also, I never heard from Dani or Lucy. Did you give them my number?" She asked.

"No, why do you even want their numbers?"

She laughed. "Because they owe me. Also I love hearing gossip about you and Bella only tells me so much, I need more sources."

I sighed. "Alright, I'll give them your number."

She laughed again. "Alright well let me know if anything happens with school. And keep me updated on the whole situation with mom too."

"I will. Talk to you later Annie." I said.

"Bye Rich." I ended the call and decided to get sending the girls my sister's phone number out of the way. I messaged them separately but sent them the exact same text.

RF: Annie has requested I give you her phone number and says that you owe her because you saw the picture of her boobs

Dani sent me an entertained reply, and Lucy only responded with a thumbs up. Bella had also sent me one of her daily pics. This had become my new favorite part of the day. She was in the mirror again, but this time she was sitting down in front of it. She had her blouse pulled over her tits, and had taken her bra off. Her skirt was pulled up and she was playing with her pussy using her free hand. I had to wonder if she had worn underwear to school or not. I was admiring this picture when I received another text. It was from Sam.

SR: Hey stranger. How was your day?

RF: It was alright. Had my first day of school

SR: Aww little baby had his first day of school. Did you have fun? Make any new friends?

RF: Don't you go to school?

SR: No I graduated 2 years ago and I didn't go to college

RF: Where did you go? I feel like I would've remembered seeing you around if we went to the same school

SR: My dad sent me to private school. He didn't like how I was getting rebellious in middle school so he sent me there thinking I'd get whipped into shape or whatever

RF: Did you?

SR: Well I certainly got whipped a few times. But it wasn't really my thing so I didn't hang out with those guys much

RF: Damn. You've done a lot

SR: Oh yeah. Private school girls are total sluts. I'm a prime example

RF: So are you seeing a lot of guys right now

SR: No, after I graduated my dad kicked me out when I told him I wasn't going to college. So I had to get a job and focus on sustaining myself. Not a lot of free time to meet people

RF: Well you've got me

SR: I'm glad to have you. Speaking of, you wanna come over sometime soon?

RF: Maybe yeah. Let me know your schedule this week and I'll see if I can visit you sometime

SR: Yeah I've got a few days off so we should be able to make something happen

RF: Cool. Also, do you still have your uniform?

SR: Ohhh, you wanna fuck a private school girl huh?

RF: A little yeah

SR: Well I do have it, but it may not fit. My boobs grew a couple sizes last year. We'll see

RF: That turns me on a lot just hearing that

SR: Good

After that Sam and I sorted out when we would meet and decided I would go over to her place on Wednesday night. I decided since I had bravely ventured the mighty school yard today and come out the other side, I deserved a reward. So instead of making myself dinner I ordered a pizza. When it arrived I recognized the delivery driver as the one who had brought the pizza I ordered after my birthday.

I felt a little obliged to give him a larger tip again after Annie gave him $20 of my money last time. I didn't go that high this time but still gave him around 25%. I plopped down on the couch and sent a picture to the group chat holding a slice. Carter immediately texted back.

CC: omw

RF: What? No that wasn't an invitation

CC: Too late I'm already there

RF: Dude no

CC: I'm inside your walls

RF: Why are you like this?

CC: I'm hungry

CW: Can I come over too?

RF: No! No one is coming over

CC: I am

HY: We having a party at Rich's house?

RF: No one is coming to my house

LE: I would've stayed if I knew we were having a party

RF: NO ONE IS HAVING A PARTY!

HY: I'll pick you up Lucy

BP: Caity you wanna ride with me?

CW: Yeah

RF: I literally only bought one pizza

BP: We'll stop for more on the way

I texted my mom to let her know about what may be happening.

RF: Fair warning, I may have accidentally thrown a party, so there might be people here when you get home

I knew I wouldn't get a response for a while since she was at work. I then decided that this might be a good opportunity to take care of something I knew I would have to do eventually. I texted Sam again, and asked if she wanted to come by. She let me know that she was going to a movie but would try and make it after.

Around half an hour later everyone started showing up. Carter and Dani were first, followed a few minutes later by Bella and Caity who were carrying more pizza, and then Henry and Lucy showed up last. Lucy had changed into more comfortable clothes since I last saw her. Now wearing a t-shirt and leggings. We all sat around the coffee table, spending a long time talking about our days and our teachers. It actually ended up being a good time.

After we talked about school Henry got out the switch and we started playing Smash. I only had the 2 joycons that came with it but Henry always carried his, so we had 4 of us playing, though the girls weren't really the best, so whenever Henry, Carter, or I were playing it was really just between us who would win. After the third match we played there was a knock on the front door. The others looked at me confused. "Were you expecting someone else?" Carter asked. I got up and walked towards the door.

"Maybe." When I opened the door I saw Sam standing there. She was wearing a leather jacket over a t-shirt and jeans. She gave me a smile and I welcomed her in.

"Sam, this is Carter, Dani, Bella, Lucy, Caity, and Henry." I pointed out everyone as I said this. "Guys this is Sam. A friend of mine I met a little while ago." Sam turned towards me and raised an eyebrow.

"Friend?" She asked.

"Okay, maybe a little more than a friend." The girls eyed her suspiciously but Carter and Henry just smiled and nodded at me.

"Nice to meet you guys." Sam said, giving them a wave.

"Feel free to sit down anywhere." I said as I made my way back to my spot on the couch.

"Is it cool if I hang my jacket here?" She asked, pointing to the wall mounted coat rack.

"Yeah, whatever, just don't blame me if you forget it." I answered. She pulled off her jacket in a fashion that I found to be a little impractical but I noticed allowed her to stick out her chest further as she did it.

She turned and hung up her jacket, and I noticed she seemed to be sticking her ass out further too. Was she showing off? Seemed like it. I didn't have a clue as to why until she turned back and I saw her eyes dart to Lucy for a moment. She was jealous. Sam, a woman with more self confidence than I had seen from anyone else (except maybe Caity), a woman who was older and supposedly more mature than us, a woman who if you sent her back in time to Ancient Greece, she would be mistaken for Aphrodite herself, was jealous of Lucy. That last one might not have actually been saying much. If any of the girls in the room were sent back they would probably be mistaken for goddesses as well.

Sam chose to squeeze between me and the arm of the couch, somewhat forcing herself in to make a spot. The others just watched on as this happened. Eventually when she got herself sorted she looked up and saw everyone watching her and just smiled. I was trying to figure out what to do to try and break up the awkward moment, but luckily Henry took care of it for me. He grabbed the controller that Dani was holding and started setting up another game. This took some of the attention off of Sam, and we started to get back into our normal flow.

Lucy handed me her controller and leaned back against the couch, clearly a little uncomfortable. I was starting to regret choosing now to introduce Sam to everyone. I had no idea what was about to play out, and was hoping that I could think of something that might make this whole situation turn out in a positive light. I wondered if maybe I should have waited for a time that came up a bit more naturally, like if everyone went to Jonesy's and I could have them all meet there.

"Can I play too?" Sam asked.

Henry looked at her. Henry was the resident gamer of the group, and he fancied himself a higher level Smash Bros player. It was a little unsurprising to me that when faced with someone new, even someone like Sam, his focus on the game kept any of his usual shyness from taking control of him.

"Sure. Do you know how it works?" He asked.

Sam nodded. "Yeah, I used to play with my brother a lot back when I still lived at home." Henry looked a little surprised but smiled.

"Alright. Well I play a lot so I'll try and go easy on you." Carter handed Sam his Joycon, and she took it. Caity took the last spot and we all picked our characters. Henry took Shulk, I took Little Mac, Caity had Pac Man, and Sam picked Kirby.

I could see Henry smirking as the game began, he was obviously expecting this to be an easy game. When the countdown ended we all started battling, and I could see Henry immediately going to target Sam. As he neared her, she suddenly hit him with a strong combo and quickly started sending his percentage up. She jumped around him and landed a throw, bouncing him up before landing an air juggle and building up his percentage even higher. She didn't relent, instantly attacking him once again as soon as he landed, driving him into the red. She jumped above him as he floated back to the stage, and dropped onto him with a thwomp smash, sending him flying off screen and taking his first stock. She didn't get hit once.

Caity and I had stopped fighting and watched this. Though it was only a few seconds, we were stunned at what had just unfolded. I looked at Henry and his mouth was hanging open. We all looked at Sam and she smiled innocently. No one said anything for an entire minute, until Caity finally spoke up. "Damn Henry, she kicked your ass." We all began to laugh, except Henry.

He had played the smash bros games almost daily for years, so to see him get so easily outplayed by someone who apparently hadn't played in a long time was something no one could have expected. Without even finishing the game, he set down his Joycon and picked up a slice of pizza, and began to eat it quietly.

Hoping to move everyone on from what had just transpired, I grabbed the remote and swapped over to netflix, putting on a movie. We all began to chat lightly, but I could tell most of the others still had their guard up with Sam. I think watching her show up Henry impressed Caity, as she was the only one who was actively speaking with her besides me.

"So Sam, how did you and Rich meet?" Caity asked.

"Well, about a week ago Rich came by where I worked and we met there." Sam answered her.

"Oh where do you work?" Caity jumped in before Sam could continue.

"Jonesy's"

Carter spoke up next. "Dude, you went to Jonesy's and you didn't invite me?" He asked me.

"It was a hard day for me man. I had a lot on my mind, about my dad and stuff, you know?" His expression dropped and he nodded understandingly.

"Yeah, that was what drew me to talk to him in the first place. He was eating by himself, and had such a sad look on his face, I had to ask if he was okay. And when he told me about how he and his dad used to go there together I wanted to sit and talk with him."

Everyone watched as she explained this, I think they were beginning to open up to Sam, seeing her kindness to me. "So when did you two bone?" Caity asked with her mouth full. Everyone looked at her shocked. "What? It's obvious isn't it?"

Sam just laughed. "Like two days later." Everyone looked at me. Most of the girls had looks of shock or surprise that I had sex with her that quickly after meeting her. Caity and the guys did look surprised, but also looked to be impressed. I squirmed in my seat, a little embarrassed.

"Was he good?" Caity spoke up again. I glared at her, wishing she would stop talking. Sam nodded.

"Yeah really good. He was able to figure out what I wanted without me telling him. And he made me come, which a lot of guys aren't able to do." She twirled her braid, reminiscing about our time together.

"Yeah he seemed like he was good at that when we did it." Carter and Henry looked at Caity in shock. The girls apparently all already knew that we had been together. Gossip travels fast.

"You and Rich had sex?" Carter asked, and Caity got an egotistical look on her face.

"Oh yeah. He gave it to me and Bella good last night."

"Bella too? Like at the same time?" Henry now spoke up. Bella's face flushed red.

"Yep. We had a grand old time." Caity answered, leaning back onto her hands.

"Oh I wish I could've been there for that." Sam said, giving Caity a teasing look.

"Hey maybe next time sister. I wouldn't mind getting between the sheets with you." They both laughed. Carter and Henry just stared at me like I had just told them that I was secretly a Russian spy. I averted my eyes, feeling a heat on the back of my neck.

"Damn." Henry said, and I looked back up at him. "Couldn't you leave anyone for me Rich?" Everyone burst out laughing. I couldn't help myself and laughed too, the feeling of embarrassment washing away.

"Hey, Henry, right?" Sam asked him, and he nodded. "Look, I can see why you'd wanna be with one of these girls, I mean hell I'm having a mental field day just seeing them here. But you shouldn't limit yourself to just them. You're a good looking guy, and you seem like you're really nice. I mean, high school girls don't really care about that since they're shallow as hell. No offense girls." Sam said, looking around the group.

The girls shook their heads. "None taken."

"No you're right."

"Shallow as hell."

"They're a bunch of bitches anyway."

Sam giggled. "But like I said you're a handsome guy Henry. You go up to a single girl, ask her out, and I'd say you have a 90% chance of getting a yes. So what's stopping you?" She asked. Henry thought for a moment. I saw him open his mouth to speak a couple times before hesitating.

Finally he took a breath and said, "I was bullied. A lot. My freshman year, I had a massive crush on this girl, Lindsay Harper. A few months into school I worked up the courage to ask her out." He paused, and I could see him struggling to get the words out. "She laughed in my face, and started telling everyone. They all made fun of me. I was 'the nerd who thought he had a shot with Lindsay'."

I listened intently, feeling sorry for Henry, and angry on his behalf at the kids who made fun of him. Henry had never told any of us the full story of what had happened at his old school. He only ever said that he had been bullied. All of us were listening without saying a word. I could see Henry tearing up as the memories came back.

"And it only got worse from there. My friends stopped talking to me, not wanting to have anything to do with me I guess. I was already a joke to everyone at school, but some of the crueler kids decided to take it even further. They started beating me up. I never did anything to them. They just wanted someone to pick on. They would jump me in the halls between classes, hitting me, knocking me over and kicking me. No one did anything to help.

"They just watched, some of them even laughed. I told anyone I could. Teachers, office staff, the principal. No one did anything. My mom fought with the school all year but they didn't want to make the effort to punish nearly the entire school over one kid." He sniffled, wiping his nose. Lucy wrapped her arms around him.

"So come sophomore year, I moved schools. I didn't say a word to anyone, hoping to avoid anything like that from happening again. I planned to keep my head down and just ride out the next 3 years in silence. But on my first day, I was looking for an empty table to sit at during lunch, and Rich here comes up and invites me to sit with him." He smiled at me.

"And he introduced me to all his friends. And they're the best people I've ever known. And now 2 years later here we are." He looked around at all of us with a grateful smile. "But they're still the only people I talk to. If I try to talk to anyone else I clam up and go back to being that scared kid I was." Sam had been listening along to his story with genuine interest.

"But you talked to me. And we'd never met before." She said.

"Yeah, I don't know. I think because Rich introduced you, something in me knew I could trust you. I think my mind just knows he's a good judge of character, and he wouldn't keep someone who would treat me badly around."

Sam nodded and thought for a moment. "I think you just need to work on your self confidence. Those kids at your last school were all assholes, especially that Lindsay Harper bitch. But I'm betting that your current school has better people in it right?" She looked around at us, and we all nodded.

"Yeah, I mean besides normal kinds of hazing and joking around, there isn't a lot of bullying going on. And when there is, the school cracks down on it pretty hard." Bella said.

Sam held her hand out. "There you go. So we know that even if something were to happen, it wouldn't go unpunished. So now we just need to help you get back being that kid who had the courage to ask someone out."

I was really glad I had invited Sam over now. She seemed genuinely excited to help Henry. "So what goes through your mind when you try to talk to someone Henry?"

He thought for a moment. "I mean besides all of the worry that I'll get laughed at again, I think the main thing is just that I don't even know how to talk to other people. I can talk to these guys all day long but it's because we already have that kind of friendship going."

Sam nodded. "Alright so practice on me. Pretend we haven't met and we just got assigned to work on a group project or something, and introduce yourself to me."

Henry nodded and turned towards her. "Hi, I'm Henry Ybarra, nice to meet you." He said, but Sam sighed.

"No, it's too easy. You said you already trust me so this won't work like this. We need to do something to make you uncomfortable." She thought for a moment. "Okay I think I've got it. I'm gonna try this, and even if it doesn't work you'll still enjoy it so it's a win-win." I wasn't sure what she had in mind, but I definitely wouldn't have guessed it was taking her shirt off. Henry's eyes went wide and I saw him tense up as he averted his gaze. "Try again." We all watched as Henry struggled to bring his eyes back up to Sam once again.

"Come on, look at me." She said to him. With some effort he managed to turn his eyes back towards her. "Okay good. Now look at my eyes, not my boobs okay?" His eyes moved up and I held back a laugh, knowing this was important to Henry. "And go." Sam said to him.

"H-hi, I'm uh, Henry. Nice t-to meet you." Sam looked at him.

"Is that how it normally is for you?" She asked.

He shook his head and looked away from her again. "It's worse. I usually can't even get out more than 2 words."

Sam nodded, then took off her bra. Everyone's eyes bulged out of their sockets. "Alright look at me again Henry."

His eyes returned to her body and he was struggling not to look directly at her now naked tits. He kept his eyes low, scanning the half of her body that was still clothed. I could see her nipples were hard, and realized she must be an exhibitionist. "Look up here." She said, and Henry forced his eyes to move up to meet hers. "No, look at my boobs." He looked shocked but obliged her. She shook her body, causing them to wiggle. "How's that?" She asked.

"I- uh, it..." He trailed off.

"Perfect! Alright now back to my eyes." He lingered on her tits for a moment before looking back up to her face. "Now, introduce yourself to me."

"Hi, I- I..." He trailed off, his eyes falling to his feet.

"Come on Henry, try again." He moved his gaze to her.

"Hi, I'm uh, H-Hen... ry." His eyes stayed on her this time.

"Again." Sam commanded.

"Hi, I'm Henry." His voice was still shaking. "Again, the whole thing."

"Hi, I'm Henry Ybarra, nice to meet... you." He was breathing heavily, his nerves affecting him greatly.

"Again." She called out.

"Hi, I'm Henry Ybarra, nice to meet you." I could see him beginning to open up, his eyes focused hard on Sam's.

"Keep going." She told him.

"Hi, I'm Henry Ybarra, nice to meet you." The tremble in his voice was nearly gone. Sam just nodded to him this time. "Hi, I'm Henry Ybarra, nice to meet you." She nodded again. "Hi, I'm Henry Ybarra, it's nice to meet you." A nod. "Hi, I'm Henry Ybarra, it's nice to meet you." She smiled at him. There was a confidence in his voice that even we hadn't heard from him before.

"How did that feel?" Sam asked him. Henry took a deep breath and smiled.

"Really good." We all clapped for him, and he seemed to realize we were all still here. But he remained composed, and smiled around to all of us.

"That was a big first step Henry. It'll take more work, but that was really good for just a few minutes of work." Sam was still smiling at him. "Now just one more question." He turned to her. "Have you ever felt up a girl before?" Henry's eyes widened, and he shook his head. She pushed her chest out. "Then come get your reward for a job well done." His mouth fell open, and he looked around at us. When his eyes met mine, I just nodded towards Sam.

He got up, walking around me towards Sam. He looked at her uncertainly, but she just nodded to him. He raised his hands and slowly moved them towards her breasts. With the speed he was going, I would've expected Sam to grab him and do it for him, but she just let him make his way at his own speed. Eventually he pressed his hands into her titflesh, and began to squeeze down. There was a howl of noise as we let out cheers, whoo's, and even the age old 'awoooga'. I'm pretty sure I heard Dani wolf whistle. I saw Henry grow bolder as he began to mash her breasts around, squeezing harder, and even pinching on her nipples.

Sam's breathing became heavier, and I saw her bite her lip. After a minute or so, she finally said, "Alright I think that's good." Henry reluctantly dropped his hands and stepped back from her. She gave him a wink and went to put her bra and shirt back on. He sat back down beside Lucy and she gave him a smile and ruffled his hair.

"Good for you buddy." She said to him. There was a bit of an awkward pause as Sam redressed.

"Well shit Henry," Caity spoke up, "if I knew all you needed to be able to talk to someone besides us was to see a pair of tits I would've shown you mine a long time ago."

Using his newfound confidence Henry responded, "Well what's stopping you now?" She raised an eyebrow at him. Accepting his challenge, she pulled off her shirt, and removed her bra, and was now sitting in front of us topless.

"Your move, creep." She said, quoting robocop. Henry's confidence wavered.

"What?"

Caity smirked at him. "Come on dude, fair's fair. Drop em."

He looked around nervously. "Here?"

"Come on Caity, give him a break." I said, hoping she wouldn't push him too far.

"Alright fine you don't have to."

Henry quickly spoke up. "No! I- I can do it. Just not in front of everyone." Caity smiled at him.

"Alright then. Come on." She stood up and walked over to him, grabbing his wrist and pulling him into the kitchen behind the counter. "Let's see it." She said to him. He took a breath, and began to unbutton his pants. He unzipped them, and pulled them down. "Not bad kid." She gave him a pat on the shoulder. "Hey Rich I think he's got you beat by a couple inches." She called out and chuckled.

Henry was smiling, happy that she wasn't poking fun, at least not at him. "I wanna see." Lucy said and stood up from the couch. Caity held up a hand to stop her.

"Hold on, you gotta pay the price first." Lucy sighed but smiled. She pulled up her shirt and bra and let her tits fall out, Henry's eyes bugged out, and I saw Carter trying lean around to get a view from behind her, earning him a slap to the head from Dani. Caity licked her lips and lowered her hand. Lucy lowered her shirt and bra back down and joined them behind the counter, looking down at Henry's exposed penis.

"Yeah she's right. Definitely got you beat Rich." She giggled. I just shook my head. I felt Sam move off the couch.

"Well now I gotta see this." She jogged to the kitchen, and gave an impressed nod. "Good for you Henry. If I weren't so picky with who I have sex with I might've had a go with you."

Caity laughed. "You're picky but you did it with that guy?" She said, pointing at me.

"Hey you did too you bitch." I called out to her. She gave me the finger. I shook my head and looked to Dani and Bella. "Neither of you are interested?" I asked them. Dani shrugged, and Bella shook her head.

"Not when I've got you." I smiled at her, and walked over to join her on the floor. I gave her a kiss and she rested her head on my shoulder.

Eventually Henry pulled his pants back up and they all exited the kitchen. I saw Henry adjusting himself inside his pants on the way out. Everyone sat back down, and no one knew what to say after that. I grabbed a slice of pizza and ate it, turning my attention to the movie. We all spent some time watching it, before Bella yawned and stood up. "Alright, I'm gonna head home. This was fun guys." I stood up with her and followed her to the door. "Caity, put your clothes on and let's go." Caity groaned and grabbed her discarded clothes.

"Aww but I like free boobing it."

Bella rolled her eyes. "At least put your shirt on." Caity pulled her shirt on, and tossed her bra at Henry.

"There you go champ. Enjoy." Henry held it, looking confused.

"What do I do with this?" He asked her.

She shrugged. "I don't know, cherish it, jerk off into it, mount it on your wall? Whatever you freaks do with that stuff." Caity quickly pulled on her shoes and opened the door. "Later dudes." She called and walked outside. Bella sighed and walked over to Henry.

"Here let me have it. She's gonna want it back anyway." He handed it over to her and she walked back to me. "See you tomorrow." She said and pulled my head down to kiss her. She smiled and walked out the door.

"Bye Bella." I said as she left. I heard Carter and Dani stand up, and turned to see them walking towards the door. Carter had one of the pizza boxes with him. "We're heading out too. You don't mind if I take this, do you?" I shook my head.

"Nah. See you tomorrow." Carter gave me a fist bump.

"See ya. Nice to meet you Sam." He called over his shoulder.

"You too. I hope we can all hang out again soon." She replied.

I turned to see who else was leaving. Lucy stood up. "Alright Henry let's go. I think these two wanna have a moment." He nodded and stood up. He looked over at Sam.

"Thank you."

She smiled at him. "Happy to help. Keep working on it when you have time. I wanna hear about some improvement next time we meet." He nodded and walked to the door. Lucy followed behind him, and stopped next to me.

"Don't stay up too late." She smirked. "I'll text you when I get home okay?"

"Sounds good. See you tomorrow." She kissed me.

"See you tomorrow." She answered. They walked out and shut the door behind them. I turned to Sam and saw her smiling at me.

"Thank you." I said and she cocked her head.

"What for?" She asked.

"For helping Henry. He's a good guy, and I really feel bad for him. I never knew how much he actually went through. He didn't deserve any of it." She stood up and walked over to me, clasping her hands around my neck.

"Yeah, no one deserves that. But you need to make sure he doesn't regress. It's really easy to fall back into those kinds of habits when you're first trying to step out of your comfort zone." I nodded.

"I'll make sure he keeps working on it. I know he needs this." She smiled and leaned in to kiss me. It was long, but very gentle.

"Good. Your friends are fun." She said giggling.

I laughed and said, "Yeah, they're something that's for sure." I paused for a moment. "You work tomorrow right?" She nodded.

"Yeah, I'm closing. It's gonna suck."

I gave her a look. "So you don't have to be up too early?" I asked, and she smiled mischievously at me.

"Nope." She dropped to her knees and began to take my pants off. I thought for a moment and asked,

"So was it really bigger?" She laughed, taking my dick in her hand and beginning to jerk it.

"Yeah. Why, you jealous?" I rolled my eyes.

"Nah, I'm happy with my size. Just a little curious is all. Speaking of jealous, weren't you trying to show off when you got here cause you were jealous?"

She looked at me puzzled. "No? Who would I be jealous of?" She asked.

"Lucy. I saw you look at her after you were showing off your tits when you took your jacket off."

She laughed and shook her head. "No, I wasn't jealous. I was showing off cause I wanted to get her attention."

Now I looked puzzled. "Why?"

She rolled her eyes. "Cause she's hot and I wanna have sex with her."

"Really?"

She nodded like it should've been obvious. "Yeah. Now are you done with the third degree? I wanna suck this thing already." I laughed and nodded. She took me in her mouth and I breathed out a moan, placing my hands on her head.

"I'm glad you got along with everyone. I was a little worried at first because things seemed tense but once you started helping Henry I think everyone really took to you." I heard her hum out in agreement from around my cock. "I'll try and find some- mmm fuck, find some times for you to hang out with us again."

She kept bobbing her head, taking more of me little by little. She worked her way down until I started to push into her throat, and I felt it begin to tense around my intrusion. She fought through her discomfort and pushed me further down. "Fuck you're good at that." I said. She kept pushing until I felt her throat seize, and she quickly pulled off of me, coughing and gagging slightly.

"Best you've had right?" She said winking at me.

"Well I don't know about the best." I chuckled.

"Oh yeah? Who was the best then?" She tested.

"Caity. She doesn't have a gag reflex so she deepthroats like crazy."

Sam pouted. "Lucky. Wish I had that."

"Hey you've got bigger tits and a bigger ass, let her have her blowjobs."

She giggled. "Alright, fine." She stood up and walked over towards the couch. I watched her bend over to pull her pants down. She wiggled her bottom a bit as she did.

"Hey I'm already hard and horny for you. You don't need to give me a show if you want me to fuck you." She giggled.

"Yeah but I like to." She pulled down her panties and stepped out of them. She walked around to the side of the couch and climbed over the arm, resting her ankles on it. She bent over and presented her soaking pussy to me. I stuck a finger inside and heard her whimper.

"You've been turned on all night haven't you." She nodded. "From the moment you walked in? Or from the moment you saw Lucy?" I asked, adding a finger with each question.

She moaned, and breathed out, "Lucy." I smiled, pressing my three fingers into her until I reached my knuckles.

"Yeah she's pretty fucking hot. She was my first you know?" I said, Sam only moaned in response. I began to slowly fuck her with my fingers. "She's beautiful, with those grey eyes, silky brunette hair, and big fat titties." Sam was pushing back against my fingers, I could see she how much she wanted to get fucked right now.

"I can see why you'd wanna have sex with her too." I pulled my fingers out of her and she whimpered. "But I'll admit, I do have a thing for blondes." I gripped her hips, lining myself up with her. With the height my couch was, she had positioned herself perfectly by laying her ankles up on the arm of it. "Blondes with big tits," I thrust into her, eliciting a loud moan, "and big fat juicy asses." I began pounding her, sliding along her insides easily from how wet she was. I gave her ass a slap and she yelped. Looking around her I saw her eyes shut tightly in pleasure, her face pressed hard against the couch cushion.

I rammed myself into her, slapping hard against her beautiful round ass with each thrust, causing it to ripple. I slid a hand under her shirt, pushing her bra over her tits and squeezing one. She moved her hands down, and began to work her shirt off mid fuck. It was admittedly difficult, considering her position and having me plowing her from behind while doing it. Eventually she managed to get it off, throwing it in front of her, before she reached back to unhook her bra. She was struggling, her arms not wanting to reach around to the hooks. I reached forward and took care of it for her, before returning my hands to their positions on her waist and tit. She carelessly slid her arms out from the straps and threw the bra down.

Given that it had been a few hours since my earlier session with Lucy, I had a fair amount of energy to spend on Sam. However, with the events of the night, including both Sam and Caity having their tits out for long time, coupled with Sam beginning our time by sucking my cock, I had already been well on my way to cumming before I started fucking her. Not wanting to disappoint her by finishing first, I leaned forward and began to whisper in her ear, or rather as close as I could get to her ear from my current position.

"Imagine if Lucy were here right now. What would she be doing? Would you be eating her out while I fucked you? Or would she eat you out while I fucked her? I wouldn't care either way as long as I had a hole to fuck. Or maybe I'd have the two of you put those big fat tits to use. Get them all oiled up and wrap them around my cock. I'd make you titfuck me like a good little slut." While this may have helped push Sam closer, it did end up backfiring and I felt myself getting closer to cumming. I held on as best as I could, pinching her nipple tight. "You like it when I tell you what to do bitch? You like when I give you orders and you have no choice but to obey me?"

She moaned loudly in response, managing to choke out, "Yesssss." This was not how I liked to be, but now knowing that Sam liked being dominated and demeaned, I had to use everything I could to make her come fast before I did.

"And why do you like taking my orders?"

She sucked in a deep breath. "Because I'm a good little slut." She whimpered.

"Whose?"

She yelled out, "Fuck! Yours!" I slapped her ass.

"Yeah that's right. Tell me what you are again."

"I'm your good little slut!" She cried out.

"Yes you are." I was using all my focus not to cum, and tried one more thing before I did. "Now I'm gonna cum inside your sweet little pussy, and you better do the same. You got that?" I growled in her ear.

"Yes daddy!" She moaned out loudly.

"Good girl, alright here it comes." With one last big push, I slammed myself all the way inside her and unloaded. When I did, she screamed out, and I felt her clamping down onto me, adding to the intense pleasure I felt. Inside her, I felt shot after shot exiting my dick and filling her up. My legs were shaking, and I was breathing heavily. I pulled out of her, giving her ass one final slap for good measure. She moaned again as I did. She sat there unmoving, just breathing deeply and whimpering slightly.

I sat down on the couch beside her head, laying my hand on it and I began to caress it. Eventually she pushed herself up, and crawled under my arm, leaning up against my chest. I gently stroked her arm, taking a moment to enjoy the feeling of her body pressed against mine. There's a certain satisfaction of feeling skin on skin that nothing else can quite match.

"I'm sorry." I said.

"For what?" She asked, keeping her eyes closed.

"What I said. I know it helps you get off and everything, but that's not who I am. I don't think of you as just a sex toy or anything like that."

"I know. And I'm really happy that you did that for me. I know you have to push yourself to do that kind of stuff for me, but I really do appreciate it. It lets me know you're wanting to make sure I'm enjoying myself. But next time we can do it your way, I don't mind."

I smiled down at her. "I thought next time you were gonna be my dirty little schoolgirl."

She giggled. "Alright but the time after that we'll do it your way." I kissed her forehead.

"Thank you." She sighed happily as I kissed her.

"Can I stay here tonight? I really liked falling asleep in your arms before."

"Yeah that's fine. Let's go take a shower. I don't want you leaking on my couch." I chuckled.

"Asshole." She said smiling. We got up and made our way to the bathroom. We showered together, but didn't do anything sexual while inside. We only shared the water, and washed each other. When we got out, after toweling off, we went into my room. I gave Sam a shirt and shorts to borrow, and changed into my pajamas. I walked out to the living room to clean up the mess my friends had made. I put away the leftover pizza, tossing out the empty boxes, and then grabbed the clothes strewn about the living room, bringing them back to my room.

Sam was lying in my bed when I entered. She smiled at me. "I figured you would've passed out by now." I said, but she shook her head.

"I was waiting for you." I climbed into the bed, pulling her into my arms, and gave her a kiss before reaching over to turn off my lamp. I felt her rub herself against me, and began to grow hard again. She wiggled a bit more and sandwiched my dick between her asscheeks. She giggled, and I slid my hand up to squeeze her breast. That's the last thing I remembered before drifting off to sleep.

My alarm woke us both from our slumber, and I groaned. My hand had remained around Sam's breast the entire night, and I reluctantly removed it to reach for my phone. I turned the alarm off and sighed. Sam turned over and smiled at me. "Good morning." I smiled back.

"Morning. How'd you sleep?" Her eyes went up as if she were recalling a distant memory.

"Amazingly." I gave her a kiss.

"Me too. Alright let's get up. Mom will want to meet you." I said, pushing myself up.

"Will she know I'm here?" She asked, sliding out of my arms.

"Well considering your car is parked out front, and she usually checks on me when she gets home, yeah."

"Oh yeah." She chuckled. "Well at least I didn't sleep with my boobs out."

I shrugged. "She's seen worse." We walked out of my room and found mom in the kitchen cooking breakfast. She had 3 plates waiting, confirming that she had seen Sam and I in bed. "Good morning mom."

Mom turned and smiled, holding her hand out to Sam. "Nice to meet you. I'm Natalie."

Sam shook her hand. "Nice to meet you too. I'm Samantha, but you can just call me Sam." Mom turned back to her cooking.

"You kids go ahead and sit down. It'll be ready soon."

Mom brought us our plates a few minutes later, each one filled with a healthy serving of eggs, bacon, and toast. Sam smiled down at the plate. "Thank you for the food ma'am." Mom smiled at her.

"Finally a little appreciation. I swear, I've cooked breakfast for this one almost every day of his life, and this is the first time I've gotten thanked for it in nearly 10 years." Sam laughed and I just shook my head.

"I have thanked you for cooking countless times. Including within the last week." Mom ignored me, instead addressing Sam as she sat down with her own plate.

"Well you are very welcome Sam. And please just call me Natalie." Sam nodded, digging into her food.

"This is delicious." Sam said as she ate. Mom gave her another smile.

"Oh this is nothing. Just what I do every day for the sake of my livelihood." Sam looked at her curiously.

"Mom's a chef." I said, and Sam nodded.

"Well regardless it's great. I can't even remember the last time I had a home cooked meal."

Mom looked surprised. "Do your parents not cook for you?"

Sam shook her head. "My mom passed away when I was really young, and dad never cooks, so I was kind of left to fend for myself with my brother."

Mom's face fell. "I'm so sorry about that sweetie. Well you are most welcome here any time. Though I would prefer some fair warning next time." Mom said, eyeing me.

"I sent you a text saying there might be people here." I said defensively.

"I meant more in telling me you would have a morning guest, and not just party loungers." I continued eating silently, wondering how it made a difference. "So Sam, do you mind if I ask more about your family?" Sam shook her head as she swallowed a bite.

"Well, my mom was killed in a car accident when I was 9." Mom paused her movement upon hearing this. "That's actually how Rich and I got to know each other. He was eating where I work and I sat and talked with him."

Mom looked up at her. "Oh, what restaurant do you work at?" She asked. "Jonsey's." Mom dropped her fork, and held her hands up to her mouth.

"That was Andrew's favorite." She said, and looked at me. I nodded.

"That's why Sam sat down with me. She saw me looking sad while I ate and checked on me." I smiled at Sam, and she smiled back.

Mom cleared her throat. "I'm sorry about that. It was just so recent is all." She took a deep breath. "Please continue Sam." She picked up her fork and continued eating.

"Well, after mom passed, dad kind of receded. He became very cold and hardly acknowledged my brother or me. It wasn't really good for us as we developed obviously, so we became pretty rebellious. Dad sent us to private school the next semester. I guess he wanted them to do all the heavy lifting in discipline and make us respectable adults or whatever. But all it did was make us resent him, and the second I turned 18 I moved out on my own. He probably would've kicked me out anyway. My brother plans to do the same thing, and we'll probably move in together."

Mom listened to Sam tell her story, nodding along. "I'm truly sorry Sam. Overcoming grief can be very difficult for some people and it seems your father didn't do well with it, if you don't mind me saying." Sam shook her head.

"Not at all. You're exactly right."

"Well, like I said, you are most welcome here anytime you wish. Even if my son here manages to screw things up with you you'll still be welcome. You can use my daughter's room while she's away."

I saw Sam begin to tear up. She stood up, walked around the table and gave my mom a hug. Mom reciprocated it, wrapping her arms around Sam. After a moment Sam released her and sat back down. "I'm sorry if that was too strange or-" mom cut her off.

"Not at all sweetie."

Sam was crying now. "I'm sorry, it's just... I haven't had a proper parent in my life in so long, all of this is just a lot for me." Mom stood up and wrapped her arms around Sam again.

"It's okay sweetie, just let it out. It's okay."

Mom eventually led Sam to Annie's room and put her back to bed. When she came back, she pointed at me and said, "I don't care what you have going on with any of those other girls, you do not mess up with her. She is an angel and is in desperate need of love. You got that?" I nodded. Mom picked up her phone and started calling someone. "Hi Phillip, I won't be able to come in today, something came up that I need to take care of." Phillip was the head chef at mom's restaurant. I was surprised to hear her calling out of work but a little relieved after how busy she had been.

"Yes everything's fine, it's just a personal thing I need to take care of. Okay, thank you. Yes, I'll be back tomorrow. No really it's fine, this will only take one day. I-" she sighed. I wondered what was being said on the other side of the call. "Okay, I'll be back on Thursday then. Yes. Okay. Thank you Phillip. Goodbye." She hung up the call and sighed again. When she saw me watching her she said, "Phillip made me take off tomorrow as well. He said I've been throwing myself into work too much."

I nodded. "That's good. I think he's right, I don't think you've had a day off in a couple weeks."

"Well I need to work. Now that I'm the only one taking care of you I need to make sure we have what we need." I looked at her incredulously.

"Mom, you make salary." She closed her eyes for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, yes maybe I've been throwing myself into work for a bit. But it's just to help take my mind off of things." I got up and hugged her.

"That's okay. But you also need to make sure you're taking care of yourself too. I've been a little worried about you." I let her go, and went to start clearing the table.

"Thank you Richie. I'll try not to push myself too hard."

I smiled at her as I walked past towards the kitchen sink. "How about tomorrow night, we go out for dinner? It's been a while since we've done anything."

Mom smiled and nodded. "I'd like that Richie. But nowhere too fancy, you've been spending too much money recently."

I gave her a mock judgmental look. "Who says I'm buying? You're the breadwinner here mom." She shook her head and walked over to the sink with me.

"You know what I mean. Here I'll finish this, you go get ready for school."

When I picked up my phone after getting changed for school, I saw some messages waiting for me. I checked Lucy's first as I had forgotten to look last night after she told me she would send one when she got home.

LE: Got home safe. Henry had me a little worried with his driving a few times lol. Make sure you don't stay up all night with Sam, and if you can give me a call when you have a chance

I felt bad for having ignored her last night, and gave her a call as I gathered my school things. "Hey you." She said as she picked up.

"Hey Lucy. How'd you sleep?" I asked, picking up the book I had tossed away yesterday.

"Better than you it seems like. I was hoping you would call last night after Sam went home but I guess you were up pretty late."

I sighed. "Yeah, she ended up spending the night so I didn't have a chance to call."

"Oh look at you. Well maybe I can come spend the night on a school night sometime." She giggled.

"Yeah maybe. We'll see."

"Well if I had known a sleepover was an option I definitely would've stayed last night. I think Sam was kind of into me."

"Oh yeah." I said, acting like I had known the entire time. "Last night she told me she thinks you're hot, and may have mentioned wanting to do something with you."

Lucy paused, thinking about this for a moment. "Well I wouldn't be opposed to that. I'll get her number from you sometime and see about it." The thought of those too beautiful women spending a night together made me grow hard. "Can you drive me today?" She asked.

"Yeah no problem, I'm getting ready right now and I'll head that way soon." I said as I zipped up my backpack. "Alright. I'll see you in a bit. Bye."

"Bye." I ended the call and went back to my messages. Bella had sent me a picture in the shower this morning. She was holding the sides of her boobs with her small hands. They were shiny with soap, and I could tell her nipples were hard. Her face wasn't in the picture, and her boobs were taking up most of the frame. There was no message accompanying it. I sent her a heart back and said thank you. I had a message from Annie that came in around midnight.

A: Lucy tells me you guys had an eventful night. Call me and tell me about it soon

A: Also your friends have great tits. Good for you Richie

I rolled my eyes at her second text. I responded telling her mom took a couple days off, but didn't mention why, and said she's gonna try and take it easier at work. I grabbed my backpack and headed for the front door. "Bye mom." I said as I approached the entrance.

"Bye Richie. I'll see you when you get home." I smiled, glad she would be staying home and relaxing.

School was uneventful. We had begun our black scheduling, and I went through my classes, beginning the first real day of curriculum. At lunch Henry was noticeably quiet, and I was a little worried he might have lost his confidence in himself from last night, but he told me it wasn't that. "I just can't believe last night man." He said, looking at me.

"Yeah, it was a big night for you. Saw some boobs. Touched some boobs. Big night of big boobs." I laughed, but he shook his head.

"Not that. I can't believe Sam trounced me at smash."

I was surprised that was what had him the way he was. "That's what you're hung up about?" Caity chimed in. "Not the 3 of us who graciously showed you our bodies, but getting beaten at a video game?" Henry nodded.

"Yeah, I mean Sam and Lucy were nice, but you'll put out for anyone so that doesn't make a difference." She punched him in the arm but he ignored it. "But she beat me! Without taking a hit. I couldn't do anything." He shook his head in disbelief. "I need to get better. I have to remain the best out of us." He thought for a moment, and I was about to open my mouth to say something to him, but before I could he stood up and ran out of the cafeteria.

"That was weird." Lucy said. We nodded.

"What do you think he's gonna do?" Bella asked.

"No clue. But hopefully he doesn't get himself in trouble." I said, and everyone nodded again. The rest of the day passed without further incident. I did notice that I was able to run a bit longer than I had before during gym class, and credited my personal trips to the gym, as well as my jogging for that. I either fell asleep with my eyes opened, or completely spaced out for the majority of PreCal, because I couldn't remember a single thing Mrs. Joplin had said after class began.

When I got home I was surprised to see that Sam's car was still parked out front. I walked inside and found her on the couch with mom, watching one of her shows. She was still wearing the clothes I had given her the night before. "Hey." I said surprised.

"Hey!" She said excitedly and got up to hug me.

"I thought you had to work."

She nodded. "I called out today. I kind of took advantage of your mom while you were at school." She giggled.

"It was nice to have someone who wants to spend time with me." Mom said.

"I literally just told you I would take you to dinner this morning." I said exasperatedly. "Oh yeah, also we have to reschedule tomorrow." I said to Sam.

"That's okay. We can find time later." I nodded and began walking to my room.

"Do you have any homework Richie?" Mom called after me.

"Just some reading and a math worksheet." I replied.

"Well come join us out here for a minute." I dropped my backpack in my room and walked back out to the living room.

I sat down next to mom and asked, "What's up?" Mom shook her head.

"Nothing, I just wanted you to spend some time out here." I smiled and leaned up against her. We watched her show for a while, and I made an effort to ask as many questions about it as I could. Whenever mom was watching something that I put on, she would constantly ask questions about it that she would get the answers to if she just kept watching, so I was taking my turn at this as we watched.

Eventually mom had enough of my pestering. "Alright I get it. Go do your homework." I laughed and walked back to my room. I spent a few minutes going over my PreCal homework before Sam walked in.

"Hey, whatcha working on?" She asked, sitting down on the edge of my bed.

"PreCal." I threw my head back sighing. "It's the worst." She nodded and kept me company while I worked. Eventually I managed to finish and set down my binder. "How are you doing?" I asked her.

"I'm okay. Your mom was really nice to me today. I think I needed it more than I realized."

I nodded. "Yeah, she's pretty great." Sam nodded and I could see her face turn sad.

I held my arms out, and she crawled up the bed towards me. She cuddled up with me and wept softly. I just held her silently, rubbing her back. "I'm really happy I met you Rich. I was struggling for a long time, but even just in the past week things have seemed better." I smiled and kissed her head.

"I'm glad I met you too. And as long as you'll have me, I'll be here for you."

She squeezed her arms around me. "You better mean that. Cause I don't plan on letting you go any time soon." I chuckled.

"I do." She turned her head up to me and kissed me.

We held the kiss for a long time. Without pulling away from each other, I rolled on top of her and kissed her more passionately. She put her hands on my cheeks and held me to her. We both knew what we wanted, without having said a single word, and never parting our lips. I pulled her shirt off and she lowered her hands to unbutton my pants. We undressed each other until we both sat there naked. She stared at me, and I could see love in her eyes. I kissed her again, holding her neck. Our breathing grew heavier and she wrapped her arms around me.

I guided myself into her gently, and she let out a soft moan. I began to slowly thrust myself into her, as we held each other tightly. Her body moved with mine, being pushed back slightly with every movement. We made love for a long time, never saying a word, the only sounds made were her soft moans. She wrapped her legs around me, using them to pull me in tighter with every thrust I made. Her moans began to rise ever so slightly in volume and pitch. She held me close, the feel of her touch sending shivers through me.

Her voice continued to raise, though never loud enough to be heard outside of my room. She began to moan every time I pushed myself into her. She threw her head back and her mouth fell open. I felt her grasp me tighter, and her voice grew louder and louder, until finally she let out a loud cry, and I felt her shiver as she climaxed. I held myself deep inside her, not moving as it hit her. Her breaths came out shakily. She held onto me for a long time like that. I never moved, just letting her calm herself.

Eventually her eyes opened and I saw them filled with tears. She gazed at me lovingly. "Thank you." She said. I smiled at her, and lowered myself onto her. I wrapped my arms around her and turned us, so that we were both on our sides. She hugged me tightly and cried softly. She ran her hand through my hair, gently. I was still inside her, but only held her close to me, feeling her warm skin against mine. I don't know how long we stayed like that, but I didn't care. I only knew that I wanted to hold her for as long as I could.

At some point I fell asleep with her in my arms. I awoke later and saw the sun had set, leaving my room dark. I was on my back now, and Sam was gently riding on top of me. She noticed I was awake, and through the darkness I saw her smile. "Hey." She whispered.

"Hey." I responded quietly.

"Thank you for earlier." She said, still moving on top of me.

"Of course," I said smiling at her, "I told you I'll always be here for you." She nodded her head, and pressed her hands down on my chest.

She continued her movements, and held her hands on me. After a few minutes I felt myself nearing my climax. "Sam," I started, but she put a finger on my lips and shushed me. A moment later I let out a groan and came inside her. She smiled again, leaning down to kiss me. I took a moment to catch my breath. "I'm sorry I couldn't hold out longer for you." I said, but she shook her head.

"That's okay. This one was for you." I smiled and kissed her again. We laid there for a while, but eventually I sighed and began to sit up.

"I need something to drink. Do you want anything?" I asked her.

"Just some water please." I nodded and got out of the bed.

I put on the shorts she had borrowed from me and pulled the covers over her. I walked out into the kitchen and saw mom sitting on the couch reading. "How is she?" Mom asked. I was a little surprised but answered her.

"She's good. I'm getting her some water right now." Mom nodded.

"Let her stay the night again. I think she needs it." I had expected she would, but nodded anyway. I took out two glasses and filled them up, taking them back to my room. Sam sat up as I entered, taking the glass I offered her. We both drank for a moment, before I chuckled to myself and asked.

"So, what did you think of my way?" I asked jokingly.

She smiled and said, "I think I liked it better."

It was only 9, so I took a shower and walked back out to the living room. Mom had begun to prepare us a late dinner. I sat on the couch and just thought to myself for a while. Sam had gotten into the shower after I left, and I heard the water running from down the hall. I didn't know what was next for my relationship with Sam, but I could tell it would be very different from the ones I shared with the other girls.

Sam came out from the shower a few minutes later. Her hair was wrapped in a towel, and she was wearing another set of my clothes. She sat down next to me and held my hand. Mom had finished cooking and brought plates over to us. She smiled when she saw us together. She had made us seared chicken with steamed broccoli. We both ate on the couch as mom cleaned up the kitchen. When we finished mom took our plates and I grabbed the tv remote and put on Tron Legacy. Mom finished washing out plates and left the room for a moment. She came back a little while later with a blanket and draped it over us.

The movie had reached the point where a news reporter was delivering some exposition about the story. One of the lines spoken said both, 'Flynn' and 'Sam', and when mom heard it she cracked a smile. "Oh, Sam Flynn. That could be you sometime soon sweetie." Mom joked, and Sam giggled. "Alright I'm going to bed. Don't stay up too late, you still have school tomorrow, Rich."

I nodded. "Night Mom." I said.

"Good night Natalie." Sam called. Mom smiled at her.

"Good night you two." She went towards her room.

We watched through the movie, with Sam asking the occasional question. I happily answered what I could, but sometimes told her to just watch as it would be explained. My eyes were getting heavy as we reached the end. We watched as Sam and Quorra rode off in the sunrise, before the credits rolled. I turned to my Sam, and saw she looked as tired as I did. I shut off the tv, and led her to my room again. We got into bed and she spooned up against me again.