This is a fantasy about a friend who would love for this to happen to him but never has.
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My name is Robert but everyone calls me Bob. I'm the prosecutor in a small county. Being a small county I do almost everything when it comes to law enforcement. I'm in my late twenties and single. Six foot tall about 180 lbs., rather average looking, single with no girlfriend.
One day a young girl came into Court on a stealing charge. Her name was Kim and she had just turned twenty one. She appeared before the judge a crying mess. She was dirty and gave off a strong odor that I didn't have to get too close to smell. She told the judge that she had been kicked out by her parents and had no place to go. I suggested that she be held overnight. That way she could get cleaned up and fed. I also told the Judge that we would locate a shelter for her to go to the next day or make some other arrangements so she wouldn't be on the streets.
The next day her blonde hair was washed and the smell was gone. She was actually a cute little thing I thought. She was about five foot tall with what appeared to be big tits hidden under her blue jail suit. With my recommendation she was let out of jail with the condition she be placed on supervision. Her parents had arrived and were going to let her back in the house so she didn't need the shelter we had arranged for her. She made a point of thanking me for the effort to find her a place to stay and giving her a chance to clean up.
A month later she was back in Court and pled guilty. I gave her probation; again she thanked me for giving her a chance and promised me she would not let me down.
Several months later I was at the Wal-Mart picking up some things when I noticed a disturbance by the front entrance. The loss prevention officer, who I knew, had stopped a girl for shoplifting. As I got a little closer I noticed it was the young girl I had put on probation. He said she was stealing food. I walked over to the officer who told me that he had not called the police but was getting ready to.
Kim recognized me through the tears running down her face and called out to me. She told me that she had been kicked out again and pleaded for me not to have her arrested.
I told the loss prevention officer that I would pay for what she took and take care it. He was actually happy to let me handle the problem because he really didn't want to do the paperwork.
Kim was crying telling me that she didn't have anywhere to go. Her Step-dad had a fight with her mom and kicked her out of the house for taking her mother's side of the argument. She was dirty again and had that same odor about her that you didn't have to get that close to smell. I told her that she could come with me and I would get her something to eat.
I made a quick stop at McDonalds to get something to eat and told her that she could shower at my house. I asked her about the bruise she had on her neck under her ear and on her arm. She said it was nothing then confessed that her step-dad had hit her and she couldn't go back there.
Kim quickly ate her hamburger and fries and then my fries too. She was still hungry so I fixed her a sandwich. After she ate I suggested that she shower and I would wash the dirty clothes she had on. Kim just shook her head and followed me to the bathroom. She didn't say much other than she continued to thank me. I told her I didn't have much for her to wear but had some shorts and a T-shirt.
She told me that would be fine and handed her dirty clothes through the door. I took the bra, panties, shorts and shirt she handed to me to my washer and threw them in. I gave them a little extra detergent hoping to kill the smell.
Kim finished her shower and came out wearing my t-shirt and gym shorts. It was a good thing the shorts had a draw string or they would have fallen off her small hips. The t-shirt looked big also except her tits were filling out the chest area nicely.
I told her that I was going to watch a movie and she was welcome to join me. Kim put her head in her hands and started to cry. When I asked her what was wrong she said through the tears that she thought I was taking her to jail and couldn't believe I was being nice to her. I tried to comfort her and tell her she was safe here.
Kim curled up on the couch as we settled in to watch the movie. I sat in a chair to give her space. I noticed within fifteen minutes she was asleep.
When the movie was over I gently nudged her to wake up. She jumped and let out a little yell. I calmed her down telling Kim that the guest bed was ready and she would sleep better there. Kim looked surprised but said nothing as I lead her to the guest bedroom.
I left Kim to check on the laundry. I put the now clean, fresh smelling clothes in the dryer. I got myself ready for bed and quickly fell asleep in my bed.
A nudge on my shoulder got my attention waking me from my sleep. As my eyes adjusted to the night I made out Kim's form sitting on the bed next to me. I asked her if there was anything wrong.
"I'm sorry I woke up scared and alone. Can I lay here with you?" Kim said softly.
I told her that was fine and she climbed into my bed. I knew she was feeling vulnerable and wanted to make her feel safe so I tried to give her some space in the bed getting to the edge of the bed. Kim scooted over to me and whispered, "Can you hold me?"
I reached around her and held her with my chest to her back. She sighed and told me good night. My crotch was tight against her ass and I was afraid I was going to get hard poking her in the ass. I tried to hold very still to keep from getting aroused from holding this girl in my arms. We both drifted off to sleep, or at least I did.
I don't know how long I slept but I was awakened Kim's ass grinding against my now hard cock. I realized that my arms were still wrapped around her but my hands were under Kim's shirt cupping her tits. I started to move them off of her tits when Kim gently held my hands on her tits and moaned "No, keep them here." I couldn't resist the big tits in my hand and started to fondle them. Her ass was pressing harder against my crotch. I thought my cock was going to rip though my boxers.