U, Me & She

Chapter 57- Cougars Need Love Too

“Ms. Louis, are you okay?” He yells as he slowly approaches the entrance to her room.  He hears no response as he pushes the door open to find her sprawled atop her bed wearing nothing but a lace garter halter dress with attached stockings and black high heel s shoes.  He smacks his lips and says to himself “Man, shit!” knowing that he had fallen into her trap.  She lay on her back with her heels planted atop the mattress approximately three inches from her buttocks while staring at the ceiling.  Not noticing his entry, she continues to beacon for him by saying “Bobby!  I need your help…it’s an emergency!”   He watches her as she calls for him, then startles her by saying “You don’t look like you are hurt to me.”  With her knees pointed toward the ceiling, she separates them a considerable distance to get a good glance at Bob as a smile develops upon her face, before quickly closing them.  For a split second, the site of her old legs opening turned him on as he briefly thought to himself “Hmm, she could possibly still could get it.” then shook his head and said “Nahhhh” quickly eliminating the thought of even entertaining that thought.

 “Bobby, can you do me a really big favor and hang this phone up for me?”  Ms. Louis says as she extends the receiver toward his direction with her left hand.  His immediate reaction was to snatch the phone from her, but he digressed and grabbed it and began to follow the miles of telephone cord that advanced through multiple rooms of the house.  “Hurry back!” she says as he walks away from her with his face scrunched up from the wretched sound of her voice.    The whole route back to the phone base, he debated to himself on whether or not he should give her what she was looking for, or make a quick dash out of the door and disappear.  Suddenly he hears: 

<cough,  cough, cough……….…cough………..…COUGH>

  He looks to his right and notices that the door is was left partially open from moments ago when he was initially preparing to make a run for it.  As he puts the phone on the receiver, he heads toward the door to make his escape upon hearing additional coughing echo from the other side of the house.  With one hand on the door, he pushes it shut as he lets out a sigh and makes his way back toward her.  Midway, he hears Ms. Louis calling his name in the most annoying manner as she summons him continuously by saying “Bobby.   Oh Boooobby..”  He paused to compose himself momentarily, and then continues making his way to the bedroom.  Upon re-entering, he immediately noticed that the lace garter halter dress with attached stockings was missing and all that Ms. Louis was wearing was the black high heel shoes.  Normally, he would find this to be rather intriguing; however, her face had multiple creases that evidently came with age, her breasts draped along the sides of her rib cage that exhibited her elongated nipples as the additional weight of her excess skin and body fat dangled beneath both of her arms making the sight of her an uneasy one. 

  “Ms. Louis, what are you doing?” Bob asks as he watches her sit herself up while leaning on her elbows saying to him “Hopefully you.”  Bob almost threw up in his mouth as he took a deep swallow and reluctantly considers taking her up on her offer for the purposes of checking to see if he was able to function at the same capacity as before.  He just can’t get over how much she has aged since their last rendezvous. “Ms. Louis, I don’t know if I can…….uhh..”  She looks his way with a confused look and says, “You don’t know if what?”  He scratches the top of his head and tries to explain once again saying “I don’t know if I can….well…..you know……. I’ll be right back.” He steps out of the room and paces the entire house in order to build himself up enough to perform acts of this nature.  As he looked to his right, he noticed a bottle of whiskey sitting on the shelf.  “Fuck it.” He says as he blows the settled dust from it and unscrews the lid.  Holding the opening of the bottle within inches of his lips, he makes contact with the container as he guzzles as much as he can before reaching his limit.  Wiping his lips with his sleeve, he pauses, and hears Ms Louis calling his name once again before turning  the bottle up for yet another round feeling a burning sensation run through his throat as he twists the cap back on the bottle and slams it back on the shelf.  “Shit!” he says as he clearly notices the alcohol volume content within the bottle.  Already feeling the effects of the alcohol, he says to himself “Here goes nothing.”  While standing with sort of a stagger about himself.

  Ms. Louis is startled upon his entrance as she watches him walk into the room completely naked with his prized possession swinging from left to the right.  Her eyebrows raise high as she cannot believe how considerably bigger in size IT has become, causing her to develop an unsure feeling about the whole situation.  He notices the look that she gives him, then looks down at himself and says to her “Ms. Louis, are you ready for the rodeo?”  Ms. Louis sort of inches to the other side of the bed beneath the blankets out of fear of what his intentions are with that monstrosity saying “I’m not really sure now…”  Bobby laughs as he walks to the other side of the bed and whips back the covers from Ms. Louis nude body tossing them to the side in a playful manner.  Her eyes wander excessively as she considers making a run for it as he puts his hands on both of her knees and spreads them apart while feeling her legs give him a bit of resistance.  “Now, now, Ms. Louis….it is my duty to serve, protect and keep good order and discipline.  From my understanding, it appears that from the time you’ve picked me up from the hospital, until now, you’ve broken the law on numerous occasions.”  She looks up at him from between her spread legs, then glances at the area below his waist and notices him becoming more and more erect the more he spoke.  She wasn’t for certain if he was being serious of if he was role-playing, but she went along with it for the time being.  Eventually, it grew to a size unimaginable as she feared for her life by gripping the mattress tightly.

  “You know what I do to people that break the law right?”  Bob says as he slowly strokes himself with his left hand before her in preparation for the worst.  She shakes her head saying “No…” as he increases the speed of his stroke and begins to navigate himself between her thighs.  Spreading her thighs further, she shakes her head from the side faster saying “NO!” as he penetrates Ms. Louis and begins to make his descend inside of her body.

  She feels him slide within her walls as his entry seems to be never ending.  She closes her eyes tightly and takes every inch of him in while making an attempt to scream at the top of her lungs...”

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12 Hours Later….

  Bob awakens to find himself inside of a completely pitch black home.  After allowing his eyes to adjust to the darkness for several seconds, his vision is limited as he stands to his feet and fumbles his hands along the side of the wall in search of a light switch.   Finally, he locates the nearest one as he flips the switch to the “On” position causing the light bulbs to immediately illuminate the entire room.  He squints his eyes from the brightness with his head throbbing from the after affects of the heavy alcohol consumption forcing him to quickly turn the lights back off.   He pauses momentarily as he remembers what was taking place prior to blacking out and flips the light switch back on to look over to witness Ms. Louis lying beneath the sheets motionless.  He grows concerned as he listens for signs of breathing or coughing from her and notices nothing.  It was so quiet; you could hear a pin drop.  He calls her name to gain her attention saying “Ms. Louis…..Ms. Louis!” to gain no response from her whatsoever.  Looking around himself, he grabbed the nearest flower vase sitting atop her dresser and tosses it beside the side of the bed in which she laid as it shattered in hopes that this will alert her, to only find her still lying motionless.  He knew that this wasn’t a good sign as he prepared to make his grand escape.  “Goodnight Ms. Louis.” He says as he flips the light switch off, closes the bedroom door behind himself and tip toes through the pitch black home heading toward the exit as the sinister side of him created a slight grim amongst his face as he felt gratification in knowing that justice was served…