**All characters involved in sexual activities are 18 years old or older.**
I pull up to Danielle's house, a single wide trailer home, that sat along a row of similar single wide trailer homes of different makes and colors. Everyone knew she came from a poor family but she worked since she was 15 to pay for things she wanted, clothing, jewelry or anything else she wanted or wanted to experience.
I could easily relate to that since my dad is old school and doesn't want my mom to work. It started out because it was cheaper for her to stay home than getting a job that wouldn't even cover the expense of child care. My father never bought anything for me since the day I got a job at 15, he said now that I was a working man I needed to take care of myself. Outside of a room and food I paid for everything on my own. I was working, cleaning job sites for a home construction outfit, but since my mother was a master of guilt trips I had to drastically cut back my hours of availability. I was therefore let go because they'd have to hire another guy to cover what I wasn't able to work and without me they could offer a full-time position with benefits. I left on good terms but it still sucked since my stocks were my future I didn't want to pull from that source if I didn't have to. I had $5000 which I saved since I was 15 so I could invest in the stock market. I wasn't thinking about getting rich quick but I wanted to have a financially secure life and still be able to have fun. The last time I checked my accounts I could sell everything and have about $80,000.
Danielle opens the door after I knock and looks me over and says, "new look?"
Danielle is taller than average which puts her above me. She's the star soccer player and her body is absolutely incredible. She had long straight light brown hair that she always had tied up into a ponytail high up on her head. Her bluish-silver eyes were enchanting, her nose sharp but slightly wide and her sleek face was angelic. Danielle had a delicious, strong, yet soft, hourglass body, juicy D-cup titties an athletically trimmed waist, nice hips, delectable, firm, fit ass, and all of that on a pair of long shapely legs. She was wearing a red low cut, string strap tank top that revealed that she wan not wearing a bra as her nipples pushed at the fabric that was stretched tight across her chest. She highlighted that with her gray cotton athletic shorts that clung to her amazing ass and were cut short so her elegant, thick, strong, long legs were on full display.
"I got a some new work and they said I had to update my wardrobe," I answered honestly enough.
"You actually look good Toby," Danielle says as her provocative bluish-silver eyes take another, not shy, look at my entire body again. I felt naked even though I was wearing a white t-shirt, blue jeans and Chuck Taylor Converse. Normal style for me except for the fit being sized appropriately for me but wouldn't hid my dick if someone was checking me out...which Danielle was.
"So do you as always," I replied as she led me inside to the kitchen table, where we usually studied, which was right inside to the right of the door. The single wide trailer was small but very clean and didn't exude a trailer trash atmosphere.
"Are you flirting with me Toby Richards?" Danielle asked as she put on an innocent look, playfully.
"Uh...I was only returning the compliment," I answered. I felt like she knew something even before I showed up but wasn't going to just come out and ask. It wasn't Danielle's style, she was playful and liked to play innocent mind games with her friends, or so I've heard.
"I'm just messing with you," Danielle said with a relaxed gesture for me to sit at the table. "So what's this new job?"
"Uh, I'm a personal assistant of sorts and on call so I need to be presentable is what she said." I realized I may have said too much and felt my face flush as I'm sure I was blushing as she sat next to me at the table.
"For Mrs. Harris?" Danielle's curiosity could be seen across her face and in her voice as she asked.
"What?" She must have seen the worry cross my face as it was definitely in my head as she leaned against the table as if enjoying being here with me yet looking like all she wanted to do was jump on my cock.
"Toby, think about it, where do I live and what's the fastest route to school?" Danielle said as she took a seat in the chair next to me and leaned towards me with interest. "I saw this cool looking Mustang on my way to school. I was passing Felicia's who usually rides in with me since we're best friends and I pass by her house on my way to school. Today she got a ride with Melissa, I guess they wanted to chat...about you. Anyhow, I saw you getting out of that cool looking car so I turned around because I couldn't believe you had a car like that. By the time I got back to where you parked, in front of Felicia's house, I saw Mrs. Harris letting you into her house but I knew Felicia wasn't there. I went to school, knowing I'd see you at second period biology class but you weren't there. At lunch is when everyone found out you had fucked Felicia and Melissa.
Mitchel was pissed and was looking for you, Jenna and Jeremy broke up because he apparently told Mitchel and everyone else on the football team about you and Melissa and that Jenna saw you with Felicia on some video on her phone." Danielle looked me over and I could feel her eyes really inspecting my body. "By the end of school it was obvious you hadn't shown up for school and now you're dressed differently, working for Mrs. Harris, fucking her daughter, fucking her daughter's friend and hopefully her daughter's other best friend...besides Jenna who is dead set on fucking you and making a video as revenge to Jeremy if he ever crawls back to her." Danielle finished as she reached out and put her right hand on my thigh and ran her hand up to my crotch, gripping my hardening dick through my pants, while looking me in the eyes the entire time like a succubus in heat.
"Seriously?" I wasn't asking her more so than I was asking myself how the fuck was this happening to me. I was practically invisible until a few days ago and now I had all these hot women wanting to fuck me. Hell I was a fucking whore for Amanda, how many women could one guy really have and keep happy?
"We're friends...right?" Danielle asked as she continued to explore my fully grown manhood through the material of my pants.
"We are?" I ask as I stare back into the most lust filled pair of eyes I had yet to see as she continued to stroke me through my jeans.
"We will be once we get to know each other or if we don't then this will just be an experience we'll share and enjoy..." Danielle squeezes my cock seductively as she says this. "But a fuck buddy would be ideal."
I couldn't think of anything to say as Danielle climbed down and in between my legs. She didn't even try to move me but instead climbed under the table so that I was looking down into her beautiful bluish-silver eyes and stunning face as she took my belt and unfastened it before doing the same with my pants. As she reached into my boxer-briefs to pull out my massive cock I couldn't help but plant my feet onto the linoleum flooring and push my chair away from the athletic beauty.
She looked confused, frustrated, and disappointed most of all before I reached down and cupped her face with my hands and gently pulled her to my lips as I leaned down to meet her. Our lips parted, our tongues danced as her hands took my cock into her grip and started massaging me.
When our lips parted I moved my hands to the back of her head and pulled her down to what she had been craving since I showed up. My engorged cock. She opened and took my helmet into her mouth while stoking me with both of her hands. She didn't try taking all of me and focused on my head with her mouth like she was trying to suck an icicle pop. It was the most amazing feeling, her sucking lips, playful tongue, and exploratory hands all working in unison to please my cock magnificently.
