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 I really don't remember why I was driving down that street on that rainy
night at 11:30, it may have been that I had signed the divorce papers my
soon to be ex had sent, and mailed them back to the court.  I felt the need
to get out of the house; the solitude of driving, the country music on the
radio was maybe just the medicine I thought I needed.  Maybe I thought I
could get lucky at my favorite beaver bar, however there hadn't been any
worthwhile prospects, so I had taken to driving around in the rain,
listening to the radio.
   I was stopped at a red light, when I noticed a figure walking hurriedly
in the opposite direction in which I was travelling it took a second or two
but I recognized the person to be Amy, a young woman I had met at school
the previous semester.  We had met early in the semester and being
outnumbered by the less than thirty crowd, had taken to hanging out
together in the smokers lounge.  The light turn green I proceeded through
the intersection, and thought what the hell I just can't leave her out in
this weather, I turned the car around and drove up to her, rolled down the
passenger window, and said "want a ride?" At first, I think she tried to
ignore me and her steps became a little bit quicker, I repeated "Amy you
wanna a ride?  It's me, Alan, from school." This time she turn and looked
and said "Thanks, but it not that much farther and besides I'm soaked, I'd
get your seats all wet".  "Amy don't argue with me, get in the car, and
I'll take you home!" "Yes sir!" she said as she climbed in, and then
"Thank-you."
   I asked "where to", she then said I could just drop her off at the
sitters house, which was just a couple of blocks away from her apartment, I
said don't be silly I'll drive you to the sitters and then home, she
protested that my truck was so nice, and the kids were, well kids.  I
thought to myself she's got three children, how much damage can three
munchkins cause in a couple of blocks?  I said "no that's ok we pick up the
kids and get you all home." She gave me directions to the sitters, we made
small talk, as it been a couple of weeks since school had let out for and
we hadn't seen one another since then.  I asked how she did, she said fine,
(actually much more than fine she was like number three on the President's
List while I was number eight) Amy asked me if I had a cigarette I said "in
the console there's a pack help yourself".  She said "you want one?" "Sure,
can you lit it for me" She placed the cigarette between my lips and said
"Oops, turn right here", I turned right and she said "No, turn left, right
there!" I did a U-turn hoping there were no police, out and about, to
witness it.  There wasn't, we went back through the intersection, and she
said it the third house on the left.  I pulled into the driveway as close
to the door as I could as it was still pouring rain.  "Could you use some
help with the kids?".  "No, you stay here and finish your cigarette".  She
placed her cig in the ashtray and open the door and ran off to the house,
she appeared a minute or two latter, with the three kids, I could hear her
telling the children "That's Alan's truck, he's a nice guy I met at school,
and he's was good enough to offer us a ride home, you be careful not to
mess up his truck, hear me?"
   I opened the passenger side doors and the Amy and the three kids,
climbed in, Amy made the introductions; Alan this Stephen age thirteen,
Jessica age ten and Madeline age seven, kids this is Alan a friend from
school.
   "What's his age mom ma?" asked Jessica.
   "What!  You don't ask somebody how old they are when you first meet them
young lady!"
   "Well you told him all our ages, it's only fair we know his, don't you
think?"
   "Yeah mom, it's only fair." Stephen chimed in.
   "I suppose that is a fair question, and I don't mind, I'm forty-two,
about fifteen years older than your mom, I think."
   "Only fourteen years, I had a birthday, last week.  Ok we're here
there's the parking lot for my building."
   I stopped the car and asked which door was hers, she pointed it out and
I pulled the vehicle in to the closest available space.  She opened the
door and open the rear door to let out the kids and leaned in and asked
"You want a cup of coffee or something?"
   "No thanks, it's late and I imagine you'll be wanting to get the kids
and yourself to bed." I said feeling that she must be just trying to be
polite.
   "Oh please come in, I have the next two days off, and I really could use
some adult company, that doesn't sit in their chair, moan and drool all
day."
   "Alright if you're sure."
   "I'm sure." I got out of the truck, locked the doors, and went around to
where she was standing, as we jogged up to the door, she took my arm, when
we got up to the door we saw three faces peering out at us with big smiles
on all their faces.  We went in the apartment, and Amy said "All right you
three, clean up, brush your teeth and off to bed with you."
   "Aw mom"
   "I'll be up in a few minutes to check on all of you and to tuck you in."
Turning to me, "You like your coffee with cream and sugar right?  It be a
few minutes once I get the coffee brewing, go ahead and have a seat on the
couch over there and if you would turn on the TV."
   Right about then, Jessica appeared in the stairwell "Alan, it's my turn
to fix breakfast in the morning, how do you like your eggs?"
   "Jessica Marie, you get right back upstairs this instant!  I will deal
with you later!"
   "Give her a break Amy, I for one am flattered, and I really think she
was trying to be funny, weren't you sweetheart."
   "I'm sorry Mom I didn't want to upset you, and I did think it be funny,
Alan you know for an old guy you're really smart and cute too!"
   "Ok, alright, you're forgiven but please get to bed I'll be up in a
minute to tuck you all in"
   "Good night sweetie, I don't think I'll be here in the morning, but for
future reference I take my eggs scrambled"
   "Does that mean you want to come back?"
   "Enough now, get to bed young lady, I'm not upset with you yet, but keep
asking such questions and I soon will be!"
   "Ok, and I am sorry mom, for what I said earlier, Alan I'm sorry to you
too"
   "Finally the coffee is on, turn on the TV, we should be able to watch
the last half of Leno at least, and I'll get my monsters settled down and
in bed.
   I found the remote and turn on the television set, and tuned it to the
local NBC station.  Amy appear a short time later and sat down next to me
on the couch.
   "The coffee should be ready in another minute or so, the machine is old
and slow but it does make good coffee.  I'm curious just what did you mean
when you told Jessica for future reference I take my eggs scrambled?  Do
you really think there be a future?"
   I explained that I had just signed and returned the divorce papers, and
of all the ladies I knew she was the one I most like to see if there could
be a future with.
   "Alright, that gurgling sound is a sure sign the coffee is just about
done." Amy went in the kitchen and returned with two steaming hot cops of
coffee.  She said "I thought you were already divorced by the way you had
talked at school, but it not being official I guess explains a lot, like
while you were always nice, and seem happy to see me, I always got the
feeling there was a line you wanted to cross but wouldn't."
   "Yes, I always looked forward to seeing you in the cafeteria, I enjoyed
flirting with you, had wish I was totally free to pursue more meaningful
relationship but felt I couldn't as long as I was still legally married, as
it wouldn't be right."
   "You don't mean you haven't had any relations with a woman since you and
your wife split?  How long has it been?"
   I took a sip of coffee, "It's been two years since we separated, but I
have sex since then, it just with you, we were like friends and I couldn't
imagine a wham-bam thank you mam."
   "Why not, aren't I your type?  What's the matter with me?  Didn't you
want to fuck me at all?"
   "You are definitely my type, there's not a thing wrong with you, I've
want to fuck you since the day we met!" I took another sip of coffee, "More
than a one or two nights, I imagine spending as much time with you that was
left to me, that's why I felt I couldn't do anything with my feelings until
it was right for me to do so."
   "So tonight did you come looking for me?"
   "To tell the truth no I wasn't looking for you, I had been bar hopping,
hoping to find a quick fuck.  I saw you walking home in the pouring rain
and thought this is an opportunity to be a knight in shinny armor."
   "Knight in Shinny armor huh?  Where's your white horse?  I've to hand it
to you though you're either the best guy I've met in a very long time, or
the biggest bullshit artist I've ever met!"
   "Why does it have to one or the other how about a little of both?  Is it
so hard to believe that I care about you, respect you, and still have the
most un-honorable intentions towards you and your panties?"
   "Oh God, I wish that was true!  Before we go any further, before you get
any closer to my panties, what is your preference towards pubic hair, bald
or hairy?"
   "Should, those be my only choices I would choose hairy.  My preference
is for neatly trimmed, but would definitely chose hairy over bald."
   "Well, that's a relief the last couple of guys I was interested in
indicated they were far more in to bald, gave me the impression that they
were more interested in Jessica's and Madeline's panties than mine." For
the record, I like my short and curlies neatly trimmed.  So you're batting
one thousand so far.  One last question, those women you did fuck, since
being separated from your wife tell me, you didn't screw Lisa or Kimberly."
   "No I didn't fuck either Lisa or Kimberly, why would it matter if I did?
I thought you guys were friends."
   "We are friends that's why it would have matter, I know it's silly of me
to feel jealous, but I'm a woman and sometimes we are captive to our silly
emotions." "I'm glad about that!" I reached over and pulled her close to
me, our lips met, then our tongues introduced one another.  My hands the
one that had been on her shoulder, slid down to her breast, and the hand
that had been on her knee, traveled slowly up her thigh.  My left hand
found her breast to be small, but not too small, firm but with the familiar
feeling of a breast that had fed children, My right hand found the crotch
of the jeans to be warm, no feverish to the touch, and extremely damp.
   Finally Amy broke our kiss, "You like your eggs scrambled, shall I leave
a note for Jessie?"
   "I thought you said you were finished with questions."
   "Oh then, you're not staying?"
   "Did I say that?  Besides I think Jessica already has a pretty good idea
I'd be staying, she's been watching us from the stairwell."
   "Oh, has she?  Wait until I get my hands on her, she won't be able to
sit for a week!"
   "Yes, but give her a break, besides consider us lucky she didn't see
anything really inappropriate, all she saw us sucking face" I chuckled.
   "Thank goodness for that, I don't know what I'm going to do with her,
she's ten going on thirty, in such a hurry to grow up."
   "What do say we go to your bedroom, close the door, and enjoy some
really inappropriate behavior?"
   "We can definitely go upstairs, but I never completely close the door, I
need to make sure I can hear the kids if they get up in the middle of the
night or have a bad dream.  I hope that's OK, I really need some adult
inappropriate behavior, especially with you!"
   "What about Jessica aren't you afraid she'll continue with her peeking
in on us?"
   "I'll speak to her, let her know that you'll be here for breakfast only
if she allows us some privacy."
   "You think that will work?"
   "It should, I got a feeling nothing would make that little girl happier
than to have you here in the morning.  I hope this don't scare you but I
really think she wants a daddy, like the other girls at school."
   "What do you mean?  She's has a father, you said he was living about one
hundred miles from here and sending you child support."
   "Yes that's true, she has a father, but she has never really experienced
having a daddy." You see my ex got me pregnant when I was a junior in high
school, he didn't want the child so we put it up for adoption.  He left me
when I was six months pregnant with that child.  About seven years later he
came crawling back, claiming to be so sorry and that he always loved me. 
We lived together for a couple of years, and from pressure from my parents
and me, he married me.  Shortly after a second anniversary I got pregnant
with Stephen.  After Stephen was born, he changed; he's had always been
sort irresponsible, he started drinking heavily and abusing me.  I stayed
with him due my upbringing and both Jessica and Madeline are the result of
him literally raping me.  He took off again while I was pregnant with
Maddie, claiming she was not his and neither was Jessica.  He claimed that
his genetics were strong and he could only father boys.  At the divorced
blood tests proved that all of the children were his, he said that I had
rigged the tests somehow, and renewed his claim that only Stephen was his.
He applied for shared custody of Stephen and wanted to relinquish his
parental right to the two girls.  I told the judge that either he accept
shared custody of all the children or he shouldn't have custody of none. 
The judge agreed with me, and ruled that the ex-husband have zero percent
custody and pay two-hundred and fifty dollars per month, per child,
support. He has had no contact with any of the kids since."
   "Whew, what an asshole!  I'm not sure I'm happy knowing all this though,
for you see I can risk a broken heart should things not work out between
us, I can't however risk hurt not one of those kids, it just wouldn't be
fair." I think maybe we both should sleep on it, and postpone for now our
inappropriate adult behavior.
   "Well now, if I had any doubt, you are the best man I've ever met, for
no bull-shitter would give up a chance to get in a woman's panties because
it might hurt her children.  Would you at least spend the night with me?  I
feel like I really could use a true friend tonight to just hold me.  Don't
worry about that inappropriate behavior, I just want to sleep in your arms
tonight, and Jessie will be so happy if you are here in the morning for
breakfast.


   
  
Chance Meeting Chapter one