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Joe had come to Dallas looking for an apartment but had ended up finding a clock instead. It was a rather unusual find, fortunate really for someone who collected antique odds and ends. Joe went into the shop and ringed the bell for someone to come get the clock out of the window. He was a little shocked when a cute blonde girl emerged from behind. She seemed to be in her early twenties but she dressed like a schoolgirl with her skirt that appeared to be homemade out of a pair of jeans, a shirt tied up into a knot so that her midriff was slightly bare, and some sloppy pigtails to top the look off. A glance at her ample chest yielded a more legitimate purpose, finding out her nametag said "Bridget."

"Uh, I was wondering if I could get that clock in the window," Joe asked politely.

"Sure thing hon," Bridget replied, glancing him over. Joe had the opposite look going for him. As an aspiring academic he wore his short blonde hair in a neat professional style that matched his slacks and button up shirt.

Joe waited while she carefully packaged the fragile item up and got it ready for transportation. He decided that he would probably just leave it in the box since he'd be moving back as soon as he found a place to live. He had four months before his position at the university started.

"OK, that'll be four hundred sixty-five," Bridget said idly.

"Uh, great, I forgot my checkbook," Joe said. "My car is a couple blocks away, can you hold on to that for a second while I go get it?"

"Sure thing, its not been going anywhere for a long time now," she replied.

As soon as Joe left Bridget walked back into the interior room where she spent most of her time waiting for the few people who actually visited the shop. No more than five minutes had gone by when the bell on the door chimed again.

"That was fast-" she began, then cut off with a little gasp when she saw a big man pointing a gun at her.

"Cash, now," the fellow demanded. Jerkily Bridget complied, but when she went to hand the bag to the grisly looking man he grabbed her wrist too.

"I didn't expect a bonus," he grinned evily.

"Please, don't hurt me, just go," Bridget sobbed. She closed her eyes when he reached up and ripped her shirt off, then stripped off her bra as well. Rough hands smashed into her big soft tits before shoving her back down onto the floor.

Bridget sobbed uncontrolably when she felt the heavy pressure of her attacker descending on her helpless form. Bridget was so terrified that she didn't even hear the sound of the bell on the door chiming again. Suddenly there was violent movement in the small confines of the store. Bridget opened her eyes to see Joe fighting her would be attacker. The man's pants were partially down or else the smaller blonde haired man probably wouldn't have had a chance.

"Stupid idiot, you shoulda stayed out of this," the man growled. He grabbed his fallen gun and fired off several hasty shots. Joe staggered but managed to grab the gun and twist it toward the ground. It went off again and this time it hit the robber in the leg. He fell to the floor in agony while Joe held the gun on him.

A couple hours later it was all over. The police had showed up and taken the robber into custody. Apparently he was a parole violater with a record of petty crimes.

"Joe, you saved me," Bridget cooed as she looked up at him with big blue liquid eyes. She had donned another shirt, a much smaller one, and without her bra Joe could see her erect nipples thrusting prominantly through the material.

"Ah, I'm just glad I was here," Joe replied. He winced from the scratch the bullet had left on his shoulder. It was more annoying than painful actually, since it was pretty shallow.

"Come on, let me help you upstairs, I'll find you something to drink," Bridget said. The area above the shop was actually a sizeable flat.

"You live here?" Joe asked, surprised.

"Yeah, I get room and board as part of my pay," Bridget said. She pushed him into a sitting position on the bed.

"What are you doing," Joe asked nervously.

"I just wanted to thank you," Bridget said slyly, kissing him gently.

"No, really, theres no need," Joe stammered.

"I'm so hot for you right now," Bridget said seductively. "I thought you were cute before, but now I'm so turned on after you fought for me."

Bridget lifted her shirt over her head and then bounced topless back onto the bed. Her skirt restrained her considerably, but she still pushed her knees apart sexily. Joe reached down and gripped her heavy full tits. She moaned needily and began working his clothes off while they groped each other until he was nude. With one fluid motion she slipped her skirt off and rolled onto her back.

Joe positioned himself between her spread legs as she flashed the inside of her vagina for him. Bridget grasped his cock and guided it into her tight hot wetness. Bridget watched as his shaft disappeared into her and spread her legs a little wider to accomidate him once he was all the way in. She sighed contentedly when she felt his hands rubbing her hard sensitive nipples again.

Bridget started bucking her hips up and down to get some movement going. Much to her delight Joe stopped his work on her jugs and started slamming in and out of her pussy. Her hip movements encouraged him to go faster and penetrate her deeper. Joe's grip tightened on her hips as he watched her boobs bounce under each impact. Bridget moaned as her orgasm overcame her. Joe felt her pussy clench, making it impossible to hold back anymore. He thrust deeply into her and immediately Bridget felt something red hot pusling into her belly.

A moment later Joe rolled off her, his hand resting one one of her big tits. Bridget smiled and started kissing him again. She felt his hands on her more pleasent curves until his cock began to stiffen again.

"Now we can have some fun," Bridget said happily. She always liked it best in more unconventional positions. "Take me from behind."

"Sure," Joe said eagerly. Her pussy was still throbbing with desire and perfectly accessible. Just looking at her round firm butt made his cock strain to be inside her again. Joe didn't go slow this time, he pushed into her and began thrusting. Bridget's orgasms came fast and hard from the friction of his movements against her clit.

The only sound in the room was the sharp sound of Joe's balls impacting against Bridget's butt and her sharp moans each time he impaled her. Bridget groaned loudly when Joe took one hand off her hip and started toying with her breasts again. One of her blonde pigtails had come undone in her face but she was in too big a fog of pleasure to care. Her body was aching for his release again, but Bridget was dimly aware that she was probably soon to get it. Joe's balls had ceased to impact against her firm flesh as they drew up in preperation to fire their contents into her. Both of Joe's hands were on her butt again and Bridget's boobs were flattened against the bed so that the downward slope of her body would give him maximum pentration. She arched her back as she felt his cock swell in her womanhood and erupt in thick long ropes of sperm laden seamen. The feeling of his orgasm caused her pussy to spasm in orgasm as well. Her vagina matched each new wad of of cum with a strong clenching motion that sucked the potent liquid down into her depths.

"Oh yeah, that was great," Bridget said softly, pressing her boobs into his chest. "Go again?"

"I don't know if I can," Joe replied tiredly.

"Oh?" Bridget said. "Let me see what I can do about that."

Bridget took her tits and began to rub them against Joe's limp member. In a surprisingly short time he was stiff again, especially when she added her mouth to the boob job. Joe laid back and relaxed, basking in the feeling of her big soft melons engulfing him.

"I'll do all the work this time," Bridget said. She stopped her efforts and straddled him, slowly lowering herself on his erection. Bridget rolled her hips, bouncing up and down wantonly. Joe was enchanted by the sight of her big boobs swaying from her motions. Bridget continued to ride him, each time she impaled herself his cock head brushed up against the opening to her womb. Even though she orgasmed she rode on, waiting for that moment...Joe's grip on her hips tightened dramatically and Bridget felt herself being pulled back down. Joe bucked upward and sent yet another load of cum gushing up inside her.

That night as they talked Joe explained his situation and Bridget immediately suggested that he move in with her. So he left his clock in her flat, now their flat, and went back to his hometown to arrange for everything to be moved. Four months later he arrived back in Dallas at Bridget's flat.

"It's so good to see you again," Bridget said gleefully. They had kept in contact via phone, but that obviously was pretty lacking. Bridget was wearing a tight pair of jeans and blouse that wouldn't button properly across her bust. She had developed a slight bump in her midriff that on any other girl could be explained away as just a little fat.

"I told you I had a surprise," Bridget said, a naughty smile on her face when Joe rubbed her hard belly. "You saved me more than I thought that day. Apparently I was fertile. You don't mind do you?"

Him mind that a drop dead beauty like her was had a swollen belly filled with his child? No way.