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Subject: {ASSM} Ooops ! - A Widower Episode 8/8 {Willy Tamarack} (MF viol)
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Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: Ooops !
Part: 8 of 8
Universe: The Widower Episodes
Summary:
Keywords: (MF viol)
Language: English
@(C) 2008 Willy Tamarack Commercial use in any form requires the written
permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to

the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML).

   !!!!!  ATTENTION !!!!!

   Before we get going here, a couple of notes.  The following is a sex
story.  A stroke story.  A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for
youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial
responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands.  To charge the government with that
responsibility...Wow !  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up.  As a friend of
my wife calls it, MSU (made shit up).  This is the eighth and final story
in a series named the Widower episodes.  Bob runs into his neighbor in the
condo gym.  She calls a friend and Bob has a new playmate.  Unfortunately
for Bob, he has been lured into a mature fight and is totally clueless. 
That he got what was probably coming to someone else...Well, shit happens.

   And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the
author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy.  They don't exist, never have and never will.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

   Ooops !  A Widower Episode (MF viol)

   by Willy Tamarack

   In Tribute With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. 
Constitution

   The Parking Garage

   I was getting out of my car when I caught a glimpse of her.  Blonde hair
and very good looking.  She was sitting in an older Nissan, talking with
the chick who lived across the hall from me, who was also blonde.  That one
was descent looking but her friend was really hot.  A blonde, little
cheerleader type.  I was still wearing shades and took a real good look. 
Maybe the broad lived here ?  You never know.  I took one last look before
the elevator arrived.  They were still gabbing when the door closed and I
started the ride up.

   Bonnie Hubert turned to look over at the elevator.  Her friend, Tami
Cleveland did the same.  Tami spoke first.

   "Well, he sure took a long enough look.  You think ?"

   "Yea.  I think he's definitely interested.  He hasn't had any pussy
since Tuesday night.  The usual woman.  His age, big tits.  He's
interested. You're close to twenty years younger than he is."

   Tami was excited by it all.  Getting a little strange and getting one up
on her asshole husband.  She was sure her husband, Hugh, would lose it this
time.  The last time he beat the shit out of the guy and threatened to kill
him.  He also fucked the shit out of her afterward then beat her for a
while but it was worth it watching him lose it.  She started the car and
backed out of the parking space as Bonnie wandered back toward the
elevator. She'd go grab some paperbacks, a bag full of junk food and be
back within the hour.

  
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   I was looking out over the Las Vegas Valley while smoking a joint.  I
was dressed in only a robe and was just back from getting the paper.  Zoe
wasn't coming over until this afternoon.  We were doing a dope deal.  I was
selling her a quarter ounce of weed.  She was retailing it to some of her
friends.  I told her I was interested in having her introduce me to some of
her friends.  She seemed to be cool with the idea.  I was turning into a
real pervert.  I grabbed my cock and gave it a squeeze.

   I should be in the gym.  I still hadn't made it a regular thing.  I put
out the joint and wandered toward the bedroom.  It seemed to take forever
but I finally got out of my robe and into some sweats.  I remembered to
take the key and headed for the elevator.  I had a towel slung over my
shoulder when I burst through the door to the weight room and found the
blonde woman, from across the hall, walking on a tread mill.  She looked
behind her when the door closed and recognized me with a smile.  I smiled
back.

   She had the TV on and was watching some quiz show.  I wasn't familiar
with it.  I sat at the weight machine with my back to her.  This was going
to be much more difficult than I realized.  I had just finished one set of
eight.  I was exhausted, leaning on the machine.  I would have quit if she
wasn't in the room.

   Bonnie checked one more time.  He was still sitting there with his back
to her.  She pressed talk and held the phone to her ear.  The TV was on
loud enough but she would still have to whisper.

   Tami was just pulling into the underground garage when her cell phone
sounded.  She got the car pulled into the space and was holding the brake
as she fished in her purse.

   She flipped open her phone.  It was Bonnie.  "Yea ?  I just got parked."

   "He's in the gym.  Get your ass up here.  Right now !" Bonnie terminated
her call.

   Tami sat there for a moment.  She closed her phone, set the brake,
turned off the engine and looked at her hair in the mirror.  It needed
color and soon.  This was better than the "car problem" floated through her
head.  That's what she was planning on using to meet him.  She reached into
the back seat and pulled her gym bag into the front.

   It took her ten minutes to wiggle out of her street clothes and into her
white gym shorts with a matching tank top.  She left her bra and panties in
her purse.  She grabbed Bonnie's pass key and stepped out into the garage
still wearing her three inch heeled sandals.  Hardly work out attire.

  
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   The man, who was watching her from the van parked across the garage,
didn't notice the heels.  He only noticed the gym clothes.  Probably going
to work out with her friend, the one who lived in the building.  He got a
signal on his phone and rang her husband's number.

   "Looks like she's going to work out with her friend."

   "At the friend's condo ?" Came through his ear plug.

   "Yea.  The one over on Paradise.  She's home, too.  I've seen her.  Your
wife is using her key."

   "Keep an eye on her.  If the guy lives there, do them both.  Double what
I told you earlier.  Agreed ?" The husband inquired.

   "Agreed." The man got out of his vehicle and moved toward the elevator.
The gym was on the seventh floor.  The girlfriend lived on the fifth.  He
punched three and waited for the door to close.

   The Gym

   I was fucking dying, wanted to hit the sauna.  The woman was still
walking on the tread mill.  I wish she would leave.  I was just starting a
third set of eight when the door to the weight room burst open.  It was the
cute little, cheerleader-like blonde.  I felt a burst of adrenaline and
moved right through the set.  The little blonde went right past me on the
way to her friend.  Smelled nice.

   I laughed to myself at her foot wear.  But she wasn't wearing a bra and
I got a nice look at her breast as she went by me.  I felt a jolt in my
crotch.  It had been a couple of days since I got my bean snapped and I was
horny.  And this was new territory.  That turned me on.  I moved to another
machine so that I could watch them.  Her friend was still walking.  The
cute, little blonde was just standing there, shooting the shit with her
friend.  I was imagining taking them both to the sauna.  I could fuck one
of them and young Zoe could eat the other.  I was getting a woody in my
sweats.  It was visible.

   Bonnie looked over at her neighbor.  He was at a different machine and
was looking over at them.  She smiled.  He was good looking.  If he didn't
live across the hall she would have jumped his bones weeks ago.  It looked
like he had a bone in his sweat pants.  She looked over at Tami.  She was
staring at the neighbor.  Tami turned back to her.  She mouthed the words
"He has a hardon." Bonnie laughed.

   I was smiling at them.  I was sure they were talking about my woody.  It
was very visible, tenting my sweats.  I wasn't wearing any underwear.  The
little blonde had said something to her friend and was turning back to look
at me.  I flexed my woody and it jumped in my sweats.  No doubt in the room
now.

   Tami laughed out loud when she saw the cock in his sweat shorts jump. 
She turned to Bonnie.  "Want to share him.  He'd fuck us both right here, I
bet."

   Bonnie laughed.  "No way, babe.  I live here.  My old man would kick my
ass out on the street if he got word."

   Tami laughed and then looked back at the older man across the room.  He
was moving to another machine and she got a profile of his pecker making a
tent in his sweats.  Her nipples were turgid under her tank top and quite
visible.  Bonnie noticed, too.  Time for her to leave.  She shut off the
tread mill and now only the TV was blaring away.

   "Good luck, honey.  I'll be up stairs if you want to shower afterward."
She laughed as she headed toward the door.  The guy had a stiff boner in
his sweats, good size, too.

   I smiled at my neighbor as she walked by me on the way to the door.  Her
friend was still standing across the room.  An invitation ?  It was
appearing to look that way to me.  I stopped curling and just stared at
her. She was now sitting on a bench with her elbows on her knees.  I flexed
my woody again.

   "You do that again and I might have to bring my old man over so you can
teach him how." She was small.  The hair was bleached and short.  I
imagined my hands in it as I drove my cock in and out of her mouth.  I got
firmer.  Her nipples were very hard and making nice bumps in her top.  I
flexed again.  It really moved my shorts.

   Tami got to her feet.  Jesus !  This was a turn on.  She didn't even
know the guy.  Older than her and her old man by a long shot.  Randy
fucker, too, judging from the tent in his sweat shorts.  Her nipples
throbbed.  He was putting down his weights.

   Tami just stood there.  He was coming toward her.  It looked bigger the
closer he came.  She was staring at it.

   "Looks like you could use some.  I could give you a work out upstairs.
Wanna come up to my place.  It's right across the hall from your friend's
place.  I'm Bob." I grabbed my cock and gave it a good squeeze.  She
finally looked up.

   "I'm Tami, with an `i'.  You're right, I could use some...A lot really.
My old man never gives me enough.  I think he's tired of me." It always
drove them wild.  She could almost see his pulse quicken.

   I took another step closer and put my hand on her shoulder.  Part skin,
part tank top.  My other hand captured her wrist and moved her hand to my
cock.  She took a hold.

   "How about we go up to my place ?  What do you say, Tami ?" She was
already stroking my cock.  I started backing toward the door.  She kept a
hold of my cock.

  
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   The man following Tami Cleveland was in the stairwell with the door
opened slightly.  He saw Bonnie get out of the elevator and enter her
condo. He was wondering where Ms.  Cleveland was ?  Still in the gym ?  No,
he was convinced she was on her way to see her boy friend.

   The man let the stairwell door slam shut and rushed down the stairs.  He
went right by floor five on his way to the basement parking.  He was out of
breath when he discovered that Tami Cleveland's car was still parked right
where it was when he left the garage.  Fuck !?  Where was she ?

   The man turned and rushed back to the elevator and pushed floor five. 
He found the gym empty when he entered, backed out and noticed the elevator
on the way up.  He sprinted up the stairs to the seventh floor.  He heard
voices before he opened the stairwell door and just caught a glimpse of
what could have been her.  But, he really only got a look at a guy who was
closing the door.  He heard the dead bolt slam closed.

   My Place Again

   I locked the door and made sure the dead bolt was in place.  Tami was
wandering into the front room.  I'd got a good feel of her tits and ass in
the elevator.  She'd reached into my sweats and grabbed my bare cock.  I
almost asked if her friend might want to come over, too.  It was just
eleven o'clock, hours until Zoe was due to arrive.  This bitch would go for
it; I was sure.  I walked into the front room from the kitchen with two
margaritas.

   "You've got a much better view than Bonnie does.  How much you pay ?"

   I laughed.  "Not as much as it's worth.  It gets more pussy than a
flashy car."

   "How about this.  I bet this gets lots of pussy." She had her hand on my
dick again.  It felt good.  I might be able to make it until Zoe arrived. I
love to watch that girl go down on freshly fucked pussy.

   I put my drink down and so did she.  I took her into my arms but now she
had both of her hands between us, squeezing my dick.  My hands filled
themselves with her butt.  I pulled her shorts up between the cheeks of her
ass and felt bare skin.

   Tami was jacking him off with both hands.  He had a very nice, long
cock. He was going to fuck her good.  His hands were mauling her ass.  She
removed her hands from his cock and grabbed his shorts.  Down they came. 
She stepped back a bit and watched his hardon boomerang out of his shorts.
They slid to his ankles and he kicked them away.

   "Hungry, Tami ?  I bet you just love to suck cock." His hands were on
her shoulders and down she went.  This was a good sized dick.  She got her
lips around the head and then opened wide.

   I pushed about three or four inches of meat into Tami's mouth.  I held
it there.  Let her get used to it.  She was starting to work it.  I took my
hands off her head and let her go to it.  Tami had sucked a dick or two
before.  She had a hand working on my balls and her other hand was
strangling my chicken while she dined on the meat.

   I was very hard.  She was spitting on my cock and then swallowing about
five or six inches.  She could almost throat me.  I was really getting used
to it and was thinking of having her swallow my first load.  I knew there
was going to be another.  And I was already looking forward to introducing
her to some of my other friends.  This was a very nasty bitch who was
sucking my cock.  Her husband had to be a fool, allowing her to run around
like this.

   Tami stopped abruptly.  She stood.  Up over her head came her top.  Her
tits were small mounds with small, knarly looking nipples.  Down came her
shorts.  She was naked except for the sandals.  Her triangle was dark and
curly.

   "Well...Come on now.  I want some of that." She was pointing.

   I laughed.  "Turn around." She did and I grabbed one of her cheeks. 
"Bend over." She did and I slid my hand into her wet crotch.  Her bush was
mushy with cunt butter.  I popped two fingers into her.

   "Oh...Gi'me cock." I started twisting them around, back and forth.  She
was juicy.  "Oooooh God !  Cock.  I want your cock."

   I yanked my fingers out of her and replaced them with the head of my
dick.  I pushed until her butt prevented me from pushing more into her. 
She was hardly tight.  I placed my thumbs between her cheeks and pulled
them apart.  Her butt hole was hair free.  I pushed more cock into her.

   "That okay ?" I was full into her.  I hardly knew this cunt's name and I
had my dick buried in her cunt.  I flexed my cock.  It felt strong.  She
reached between our legs and fondled my dangling testicles.

   "Yea...It's nice...Now fuck me with it." I was in control, kind of.  I
started fucking my dick in and out of her, keeping her butt cheeks
spread...Watching my cock plow in and out of her dark haired cunt.  Her
asshole winked every time I fed her cock.  She was grunting when I gave it
to her.

   The guy had a firm hold on her hips.  Tina was afraid she was going to
fall down as the guy fucked her.  God !  His cock was fat, driving in and
out of her.  He was just pulling and pushing her on and off his cock.  She
felt his thumb push against her anus.  It felt like her anus was nibbling
on his thumb or maybe it was his finger.  He was going to shove it in her
ass, she was sure.

   My thumb was pushing against her asshole.  A good, hard thrust and I
reamed about an inch of thumb into her butt.  Her cunt tightened up.  I
started fucking her.  In and out.  In and out.  My thumb sunk further into
her asshole.  She was so small it was easy to move her about and get my
cock as far into her as I could.

   I pulled my cock out of her and walked back toward the bedroom.  She ran
to catch up with me and that turned me on to no end.  My cock was bobbing,
covered with the sheen of her juicy pussy.  Her tits were bouncing, small
cup cakes of tit meat topped with nice knarly nipples.

   I went straight to the bed and sat.  I pulled her to me and turned her
so that her butt was facing me.  "Sit on it, Tami." I had the shaft of my
cock pointing at her snatch.  She looked back, spread her cheeks and sat. A
couple of slaps to her ass and she was moving on me.  I watched her butt
slide on and off my cock.  Every so often I thrust up into her.  That
always elicited a deep groan.

   I wanted to fuck her so pulled her off my cock.  "Get on your back.  On
the bed." She jumped up and rolled to her back.  I grabbed her legs and
spread them apart.  "Put it in." She did and I rammed it home.  I kept her
legs raised and spread as I stood between them and fucked my cock in and
out of her.  She still had the heels on.  I was starting to sweat.

   She had her hands above her head and was writhing around on the bed as
the guy drove his dick in and out of her.  This guy was a cocksman.  She
rarely had one this good.  Her husband couldn't measure up even after one
of her stunts.  And those always got her rocks off.  This guy was a stud !

   She watched the sweat drool down his chest.  She was feeling gushy down
there where he had his very nice dick fucking in and out of her.  She just
laid there looking up at him.  She could feel herself over flow as the guy
pumped five or six loads of semen into her womb.  It was flooding out of
her and down the crack of her ass.

   I was still fucking her but my cock was shrinking rapidly.  I pulled it
out and laid it on her dark haired mound.  The snake eye was still
dribbling cum on to her bush.

  
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   I was hoping that she would stay for a while.  I could hear the toilet
flushing.  The bathroom door opened.  She was heading for her clothes.

   "Oh !  Jesus, it's late.  I gotta run.  Can I come back some time ?" She
was smiling at him as she pulled on her shorts.  Her top covered her tits.
She was checking the pocket for her friend's key.

   "Yea, sure.  You sure you gotta go.  You could shower here." I was
disappointed.  It was just a little after noon.  She was heading for the
door.

  
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   The man was back in the stair well.  He could hear talking from behind
the door he'd seen the man close exactly thirty three minutes earlier.  The
wife was opening it and had her head turned back into the condo.  He closed
the distance in three giant step and drove his fist into the woman's
stomach.  She doubled over in the doorway and the man kicked the door open
while slinging the woman down the hall and on to the floor.

   The naked man was at the end of the hallway.  The man reached behind his
back and pulled the gun out from under his coat.  He flicked the safety off
and put two slugs in the guy's forehead from ten paces.  The guy's body was
thrown back into the front room.  The man quickly pulled the woman down the
hall and into the front room.  He looked around the room and settled on the
couch.  He propped the woman at one end of the couch.  He left the guy on
the floor where he was.

   He took his gun and placed it into the woman's hand, pressing her finger
against the trigger and her palm against the stock.  He manipulated her
hand so that the barrel was against her temple.  A slight pressure and the
room was filled with the sound of a shot.  He hadn't noticed the earlier
ones.  The woman's brains were splattered all over the wall behind the
couch.  He dropped her hand and stepped away from the couch.

   He was in the stair well thirty seconds later and moving down to the
garage.  Four minutes later he drove out of the garage and turned south on
Paradise Road.

  
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   Zoe Crocket rode the elevator up to the seventh floor.  The landing as
empty but she immediately noticed that Bob's door was open a crack.  She
just stood there and looked around for a few moments before heading for the
door.  She pushed it with her toe.

   "Bob ?  You there ?" She wasn't very loud.  She slowly moved down the
hall keeping her back to the wall on her left.  She saw the woman sitting
on the couch but didn't notice her brains on the wall.  When she saw Bob
laying there in a pool of blood, she lost it and blew her lunch.  It was
three or four heaves later before Zoe Crocket backed out of the condo and
went down the stairs.

   Bonnie Hubert heard the elevator door and watched the young girl enter
her neighbor's apartment.  It wasn't ten seconds and the girl was bent over
moving toward the stair well.  She disappeared from sight.  Bonnie opened
her door and crept across the hall.  His door was wide open.  She saw Tina
first and then her neighbor.  She retched as she rushed across the way to
her place.
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