The next day was Sunday, and she still had the house to herself. After eating breakfast and reading the paper, she decided to take a drive. She lived in a relatively small city, and it didn't take long to reach the country. She wandered aimlessly for an hour or so, and then found herself in the small town that Robby had moved to when he graduated. She drove around until she found the small electronics firm where he worked, but it was obviously closed for the weekend. She stopped at a pay phone and looked up Robert Alexander in the phone book. Sure enough, there was the address: 112 Herbert Street. She found a convenience store and bought a town map. Herbert Street was on the north end of town, in a good section.
Louise got into her car, and drove over to Herbert Street. She cruised slowly up the street, until she found the address. Robby's house lived in a duplex apartment, and according to the phone book, he was in the "B" side. She pulled into the shade of some trees, and waited. She found herself marveling that she was actually stalking, yes stalking, her old lover. But she missed him so! Robby had been a stud and a nice guy. He had been a great kisser, and a wonderful lover. He could carry on an intelligent conversation, and he was a good listener. But when Louise started hinting around about him staying with her indefinitely, he got scared, and announced that he was moving out when he graduated. "I'm really sorry," he explained gently, "but I'm not ready to make a commitment yet." Louise had almost gotten down on her knees to beg--but her dignity forbade it. In the end, he had left. He had not really gone that far away, though. Their two towns were only about 25 miles apart. Louise rationalized that if Robby had really wanted to get away, he would have gone farther.
Louise jumped as the front door of Robby's apartment opened suddenly. He came out and got quickly into his car. Louise saw with some relief that he was alone. Damn he looked good! He was just as tall, blonde and handsome as she remembered him. He had cut his formerly long hair, and Louise thought that it made him look more mature. He still had a great body, she thought appreciatively. Just thinking about his body made Louise's pussy tingle. She wanted to stick her hand down into her jeans, and caress her moist labial folds, but she stifled the impulse. Later, she would get naked, use some oil, and rub herself raw! Sighing, she started the car and drove home.
When she got home, it was only about three o'clock. She warmed a large pot of soup that she had frozen before, toasted bread in the oven, and left a note telling her tenants to help themselves. Then she went upstairs to her room with a bottle of wine. Later, she could hear her tenants downstairs, but nobody disturbed her. She felt a little better that the house was no longer empty, but she still felt lonely.
The next day being Monday, Louise got up early, prepared breakfast for everybody, and saw them off to school. Once again, she had the house to herself, but she didn't mind so much on weekdays, when she could keep busy. Mark and Lonnie came home for lunch, then ran back out, saying they had classes, labs and practice all afternoon. Everybody else seemed to have disappeared.
Danny Kaiser, the freshman, showed up around two-thirty with an armful of books, and ran up to his room. On the way up the stairs, a magazine fell out of his backpack, and he quickly stooped to get it. As it happened, Louise was right behind him on the stairs, and she picked it up for him before he could get to it. It was a copy of a popular and very graphic girlie magazine. Danny blushed furiously, and snatched it quickly from her when she held it out. Later, when her work downstairs was done, Louise went upstairs to rest and maybe nap for a while before preparing dinner. Danny's room was the second on the left after reaching the second floor landing. His door opened inward, and Louise could see that it was partially open as she walked quietly down the hall.
Something told her to tiptoe as she walked down the hall to her room. As she reached the door to Danny's room, she couldn't help but peek in. Through the crack, she could see that he was lying on his bed, facing away from her. He was wearing only his tee shirt. The open girlie magazine was lying on the floor beside the bed. Danny had his cock out, and was slowly squeezing and stroking it. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be concentrating totally on what he was doing.
Louise made up her mind quickly, and tiptoed down to her room. Suddenly, her sex was wet with desire. She stripped off her jeans and panties, sprayed a light perfume on her neck and pussy, and slipped on a man's oversize flannel shirt. She left her room, and quietly stole back down the hall to Danny's room. Inside, nothing had changed, except that he was stroking his cock more energetically, apparently concentrating on his orgasm. Louise slipped inside the room, marveling that the door did not squeak, and stood beside the bed. Danny must have sensed something, because he stopped what he was doing, opened his eyes, and stared openmouthed at her.
"Oh lord," he stammered. "Ms. Blaisdell, I didn't hear you come in! I was just..."
"I know what you were doing, Danny. I came to see if you needed any help."
"Help? I don't know what you mean," Danny stammered.
"Here, let me show you." Louise unbuttoned and slipped off the flannel shirt, revealing her nakedness. Danny gawked and licked his lips. "Do I look all right, Danny?" Louise asked.
"Yes ma'am," Danny said.
Louise quickly knelt beside the bed. She took hold of Danny's cock gently. "Let's see what you've got here," she said. His cock was surprisingly large--at least seven inches, and moderately thick as well. It was already very hard. "I'll bet I can do better for you than those girls in the magazine." With that, Louise began gently jacking his prick up and down, squeezing it a little. A drop of clear pre-come oozed out of the head, and Louise bent over to lick it up. Then she nuzzled him gently, rubbing the head of his dick over her cheeks, and touching it gently to her eyes.
