Its, two people who looked like they've been through a lot, they have leafs and twigs in their hair, cuts and bruises on their arms, and they're clothes, ripped like if the got attacked by a bear or something. I see Emma crying in the middle of the floor, the two people go to her and say "Darling it's alright", she hugs them tightly. She put her hands on their faces.
"Mom,.......Dad?" Emma said out of curiosity.
"Yes dear, it's me." The woman said.
"Have you been good?" The man asked. She smiles, and is crying at the same time. She simply gets up and says "Mom, dad, I have some one to introduce you to". She's walking towards me, opens the slide door, and says "Ben, come" as she's wiping her tears out. I stand up and enter the house.
"Hello." I greet the two people with a handshake, and a warm smile. They look familiar.
"Mom, Dad, I'd like you to meet Ben, he's my partner for a science project. Ben, this is my mom and dad." That's why they look familiar the pictures. Then I greet them correctly.
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Peterson. It is nice to meet you." I said yet again with a nice smile, and a hand to offer. He looks at me like if I was a street rat. But Mrs. Peterson does shake my hand, and says..."Please, call me Krystal. That's my first name." Her smile, that's where Emma got it from, and those cute dimples that Emma has, is from her mother to.
"Emma, me and you're mother are going to change real quick and pack stuff that we mostly need, then all four of us can talk in the car, you could ask what happened later, but just pack a bag of very important things that you need and quickly, don't ask why just do it." Her father says quickly grabbing suitcases, and handing her two. Emma and I rush to her room, she tells me to get things for her, that she needed. While we were putting them in the bags.
"Emma, what's going on?" I asked with one eyebrow up.
"I don't know but let's just get packing." She said in a hurry. Once we gather all her things, we go outside, and put them in the car. We all hop in.
"Emma, do you still have friends here?" Mr. Peterson asked, while looking in the mirror three thousand times.
"They all moved." She said.
"Do you know where else we can go far away from home?" Mr. Peterson said once again. I interrupt the conversation.
"We can go to my place, sir." I said nervous.
"Better than nothing, where is it located?" He says in relief. I start telling him the directions, as he follows them, Emma grabs my hand. Its hiding under my bag so neither of them can see. We arrive, so quickly that I didn't even notice. I tell them to go up my drive way, I get out of the car and tell them to park in my gardening shed. They park in, and I close the big door. They get off.
"Nice shed, are you sure nobody will see the car in here?" Mr. Peterson said.
"Yes sir, its all covered." I said with a smile. I help them unpack they're bags, and let them enter my house through the back door.
"What a lovely garden, and house you live in." Mrs. Peterson said.
"Yes indeed it is, are you sure, your parents are okay with a bunch of strangers coming inside?" Mr. Peterson asked. As I was carrying they're bags down the hall way, I turn my face half way to them, with my back still facing them.
"I don't have parents." I said. Now that I said that, its total silence. We carry the bags into the house, and into the living room.
"Please sit down." I said as I went to go look for a different room for them to sleep in. My house is huge, with two floors, I'm lucky I chose this house with more rooms. I make sure it is all set.
"There are two bedrooms upstairs, each with a bathroom, and closet. Let me show you them." I say carrying there bags upstairs. I lead Mr. and Mrs. Peterson into they're room, and I give Emma one so she could be by herself. Before I leave the room.
"Thank you for so much that you have done for us, how could we ever repay you?" Mr. Peterson said.
"There is no fee, or charge, just you guys being here is enough I could ask for, I will be downstairs in my room, if you need anything, I might be busy, but I'll be there." I said closing the door. I go into Emma's room, she's only wearing her bra and underwear. She points at me and tells me to come closer, I close the door behind me, and lock it. I tell her to run the water so her parents think she is taking a shower, she comes back, she pulls me by my shirt and throws me on the bed. She takes off my shirt, and tells me to sit up. She sits on my lap, she pushes my shoulders back. She stretchers her arms out. Lip on lip, she puts her hand in my pants, and just grabs my dick hard. She bites my lip. She goes down for a kiss, and my hands move quickly to her underwear, on top of her ass, I grab it so hard, every time I let it go, it jiggles. She grabs my dick harder. Her hands move to the back of my neck, we roll around on the bed, until we fall on the floor, sure I hurt my back a lot but you know what, were still making out. I take my hands out of her underwear and start slamming her body against mine. I tighten her body more. She gets up, and tells me to sit against the bed. She squats down, and goes on her knees, she crawls to me like a cat, she comes closer, her nose on mine. She goes further down, and unbuckles my pants, she pulls them off, and not only that, but she takes off my boxers. She stands up and takes off her underwear. She comes closer, and looks at me, she once again sits on my lap, but she sticks my dick up her ass, her hands grabbing around my shoulders. She goes up and down, sitting on my dick, my hands go to her waist to push her up and down, she then tells me to take off her bra, and when I do they bounce. I look at them and start sucking them so hard, I hear her moan a little. So this is what it feels like, to have sex with the right person, that you love so much. She suddenly gets off and turns around, with her ass facing me, she wants to do it doggy style, so I do and it gives me so much energy knowing that she don't judge. I grab her boobs so hard I don't want to let go, she then moaned. I started thrusting slowly. I get up and put my clothes back on because it is almost dinner time, and I want to cook for her, and her parents. I start to leave, I head towards the door, she comes following me, putting her hand on mine where the knob is, she brings her hand up to my chin, and whispers
"Don't leave just yet, five more minutes?"
"I wish I can but, I gotta go cook, maybe in my room, tonight? I bought Trojan(condoms)."
"Just right now?"
"Fine, but you can't say "no" to tonight."
"Deal." She says. She leads me to the bathroom where she shuts the water off and the bath/shower is filled with water.
"You want me to get wet before cooking?" I asked.
"Well you dry quick, so why not?" I watch her climb into the soapy bath, I take my clothes off, and hop in, the waters nice and warm, she comes closer, she just wraps her arms around me, and kisses me everywhere around my neck. I can feel her sexy thick body against me. She goes to my ear and tells me that she never wants to stop. I agree with her. We kiss. It feels like fireworks are going off behind me. Once we finish washing up, she goes to the bed, lays down the towel, and asks me to help her put lotion on. While I do that, I massage her. I have the biggest urge to fuck her one more time but I can't, because I gotta go cook. Once I throw on clothes, she blow drys my hair, and puts gel in it to make it point. She tells me that she'll be down there in twenty minutes. I unlock the door and sneak down stairs, only to find nobody, or nothing. I go to my fridge and start cooking some grilled cheese sandwiches, chicken, mashed potatoes, corn, salad with cucumbers, tomato's, and chopped chicken pieces. Dam, once I start cooking I never stop. Besides, I have always wanted to cook like this, for my family or a family, but I never really had one. I hear a door open and close. Here they come I'm thinking with excitement. Drinks, drinks, how could I forget. I quickly make strawberry lemonade, and just regular lemonade.
"Good evening." Says Mr. Peterson.
"Oh hello, I didn't see you there, please come sit and enjoy these many foods." I said offering them a chair. They come to sit down. They get there own plates and cups, I pour them a drink of their choice. While we eat......
"So, Ben is it?" Mr. Peterson said.
"Correct." I said.
"What a lovely place you have here, and the food is very incredible."
"Thank you sir."
"Do you have any siblings, or realitives?"
"Yes, I do, a older sister."
"Where is she?"
"She's out looking for a job with her husband."
"They live here?"
"Well they are looking for a job to buy a house or pay me rent whatever they want to do."
"So this is their house or your's?"
"It's my house sir."
"How do you pay the electrical, water, and other bills?"
"I do community service, to help pay off my house."
"May I ask how old are you?"
"I'm eighteen. So I'm legal to live by myself."
"Dad, so um...er..... Ben got accepted to North Eastern University." Emma said trying to change the subject.
"That's a great accomplishment, congratulations Ben."
"Thank you."
"I wanted Emma to go to Harvard, but she wanted to go to a less better college.......North Eastern...hmpf....dummist school around." Mr. Peterson said under his breath.
"Dad." Emma said kicking him.
"What it's the truth, North Eastern is a school full of idiots." He said fiercely.
"Please excuse me." I said getting up, going to my fridge, and getting a red bull. I head outside to my garden. While I sit on the steps outside in the back of my house. I hear arguing going on
"You didn't have to be rude dad, Ben was being a nice guy, no... a great guy and is letting you inside his house, giving you shelter, making us dinner, and the last thing you could do is make him feel bad!" Emma says out of madness.
"Emma it's the truth, he needs to face it. And where are his parents!"
"He's telling the truth, his mom died giving birth to him, and his dad left when he was born, his sister took him when he was born and left him in an orphanage. Ever since he was sixteen, they let him buy his own house, and he does community service as payment for this house." Emma said yet again fiercely then softly. While hearing all this I just sip into my Red bull, wishing it was a beer so I could forget all of this.
"Well I'm going to bed goodnight." Mr. Peterson says.
"I'll go talk to him." Mrs. Peterson says. I hear footsteps coming towards me. The slide door opens. I get a hug from behind. A kiss on the cheek.
"I'm sorry you had to hear that." Emma said softly. She sits next to me and puts her head on my shoulder. We're staring at the sunset.
"It's absolutely beautiful." Emma says.
"Just like you." I say back kissing her on the forehead. She looks at me, her chin on my shoulder, our nose pressed against one another.
"I'm going to go clean up." Emma said.
"I'll help you to, well it's my house of course." I said laughing. After we finish cleaning up, I go to Emma while she is washing the dishes, I hug her from behind, I give her little kisses on her neck. Once she finishes them I walk her upstairs to her room. She pulls my hand to come in. I go sit on the bed while she locks the door. She tells me to lie down in the middle, she throws on a pair of joggers and a tank top to go to sleep, she cuddles up next to me. I could hear her half asleep. I'm still awake. It's one o'clock in the morning. I go down stairs to my room to sleep and think everything through.
