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Subject: {ASSM} "Friend In Need" (MF,flash,oral)
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If you don't like sex stories, don't read it.
If you are below the arbitrary age set for your area,
don't read it.
If for any reason it is illegal for you to read this
story, don't read it.

Find my stories here-
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/normdeploom/

Copyright (C) 2002 Norm DePloom.  ALL Rights Reserved
This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit
without the written permission of the author.  This
story may be freely distributed with this notice
attached.  The author may be contacted at 'MyStores at
normdeploom dot com'

All the characters and events in this story are
fictional; any resemblance to real people or events is
entirely coincidental.

A Friend In Need

By
Norm DePloom

She and my wife had been yapping at each other for
several hours when the request came.  Becky was quite
the pathetic person.  Besides having spent the last
few years taking care of her sober-alcoholic dying
husband, she'd been caring for a sickly teenage girl
who was not related to either her husband or herself.
She had been in codependent heaven.

Between disability and support payments they had
managed to live in a decent apartment in a nice area.
Now that her husband had died, and the teenager had
gone back to live with her family, Becky was evicted
from the apartment and had moved into a hovel on the
wrong side of the tracks.

It was obvious when she showed up at our home that she
was there to look pathetic and get a 'loan'.  I was
happy to take her back to her shack just to get her
out of our house.  I was elated to learn that Carmen
had resisted the pathetic act, and had ignored the
not-too-subtle hints from Becky about her disparate
need for money.  We'd already helped her out all we
could afford.  I nodded my head and made sympathetic
noises as Becky continued her tale of woe on the way
to her home.

"Maybe I should just have you drop me off downtown,"
Becky said with a pathetic voice, "I should be able to
make some money walking the street."  I turned into
Becky's driveway.

"Are you really desperate enough to do some stranger
downtown for money?"

"I really don't know what else to do," Becky replied
with a catch in her voice.

"If your really serious," I continued as I raised the
steering wheel and, after digging out a twenty, leaned
back in the seat, "there's no reason to go all the way
downtown."  I tossed the bill onto the dashboard and
nodded towards my crotch.  Becky blushed, then looked
away.  I had called her bluff.

I was astonished, and pleasantly surprised when
Becky's shoulders slumped and, with a resigned sigh,
she turned toward me and began unfastening my belt.
Without looking at my face Becky pulled my dick out
and sucked it into her mouth.  Becky knew her way
around a cock.  Her tongue found every sensitive spot
on my organ and lavished attention on each of them.
Holding the base with her left hand Becky massaged my
balls with her right hand.  I leaned back further and
spread my legs.  I enjoyed the sight of Becky's
stretched lips moving up and down my shaft.

Becky slipped her hand deeper between my legs and a
gentle probe of my ass with her fingertip caused my
cock to jerk, spewing cum onto her tongue.  Becky
swallowed then, after my cock stopped jerking, pulled
her mouth off, grabbed the twenty and climbed out of
the car.

"Thanks," she said looking back at me with no
expression.

"That's what friends are for," I replied just as she
slammed the door.

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reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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