THE BET - ANN AND WILLIAM VISIT BILLY
Ann and William Jarrett were going to visit their son, Billy, at college. This was their first visit there. He had been home a couple of times, and they had met halfway a couple of times. But this was their first visit at his dorm.
When they arrived, they got a motel room, took their luggage in, freshened up, and called Billy to meet them at the restaurant. While they ate, they caught up on what was going on with each other. They went back to the dorm to see Billy's room.
After the grand tour of the dorm and his room, they sat down to talk. Billy's roommate, Larry, had gone home for the weekend. Billy said something about the baseball game there tonight. It was the season opener and a home game. William said he would love to see and asked Ann if she would like to go. He was a baseball fan, she wasn't. She said, "No, but you two go ahead. I'll just hang out here while you're gone. No use fighting that traffic back to the motel, then back here to get you. My laptop's in the car. I'll get it and keep myself occupied."
Billy and his dad left to walk down to the stadium. Ann went out to get her laptop. She got a Coke from the little fridge, kicked off her shoes, and leaned back against the headboard of Billy's bed to read and answer emails. That done, she started browsing stuff on the internet to kill time.
CHAPTER 2
After about 45 minutes she heard the door opening. She wondered what the guys were doing back so soon, but didn't look up.
Someone said, "Oh. Shit. Who are you?"
Then she looked up and realized it wasn't William and Billy. It was somebody she didn't know. "Oh. Sorry. I'm Billy's mom. Who are you?"
"I'm Larry, Billy's roommate. I'm sorry. I didn't know anyone was here."
Ann had gotten up off the bed. She said, "No problem. It's good to meet you." She held her hand out to shake his hand, and he took it. "Billy said you were gone to see your parents. If I had known you were here, I wouldn't have stayed here. He and his dad went to the game. I was just going to wait here, but I can go."
"No, no. It's fine. My car broke down and I had to get it towed, and get a ride back. Nice to meet you, too. I heard some guys talking on the way up here. They said there was a MILF in the building. But I didn't expect to find her in my room. It's a pleasant surprise."
Ann didn't particularly like that word MILF. But, she was flattered at the same time to be considered one. "I don't care for that word," she said.
"Oh. Sorry. I didn't think. It just popped out. I'm used to talking to a bunch of guys."
Ann smiled. "It's okay. I have a son. I know how guys talk."
Larry said, "Make yourself at home. I can go out for a while and give you privacy. I'll hang with the guys or something."
"No. Don't be silly. This is your place. I'll go to my motel room."
"Really. That's not necessary. You stay here. Make yourself comfortable. Can I get you anything? We don't have much, but there's a commissary real close."
"I'm fine. I got a Coke out of your fridge. Hope that's okay."
"That's fine. Help yourself."
Larry sat in one of the chairs, and Ann sat on the edge of the bed. They talked for a while. Ann found out he was studying electrical engineering, and was from Louisiana. He had gotten about 25 miles when his car broke down.
Ann's phone rang. She looked at it and said, "I'm sorry. I need to take this. But you're fine, it's not private or anything." She answered her phone. As she talked she reclined back against the head of the bed again and stretched her legs out.
Larry took this opportunity to check her out. The guys were right, she is a MILF. She wore a blue dress. Not real short, but about 6 or 8 inches above her knees, showing nice legs. She had either hose or pantyhose on, and black high heels which sat beside the bed where she had kicked them off. Her dress was not real low-cut but showed just a hint of cleavage. It was sleeveless. He had noticed right off that she had big tits. And nice legs. Now he took the time to really take it all in and appreciate how beautiful she was. And the room was filled with the pleasant aroma of her perfume.
Larry saw that she was getting upset as she was talking on the phone. She seemed almost on the verge of tears a couple of times. When she hung up, she was trying not to cry. She sat on the edge of the bed. He got her a roll of toilet paper. They didn't have any tissues. He sat beside her and asked if everything was okay. She said, "It's okay. I don't want to bother you with it. I'll be fine."
"It's okay. Tell me." He put a consoling arm around her shoulders.
She looked at him, paused a few seconds, and said, "My sister said her husband moved out. She's really upset. And I can't be there for her right now."
Larry hugged her from the side. "I'm sorry. I wish there was something I could do. Is she going to be okay?"
"Yeah, she'll be okay. I just wish I was there with her. I think it helps to have someone with you in times like this."
"Absolutely. It always helps to have support."
Ann laid her head on his shoulder and softly wept. After a minute she straightened up and said, "I'm so sorry. I just met you. I shouldn't burden you with this stuff."
"It's fine. We all need a shoulder to cry on sometimes. You can use mine anytime."
"Thank you," Ann said, and hugged him.
CHAPTER 3
Being the hormone driven, horny teenager that he was, Larry was getting excited hugging such a beautiful woman. And he had always had a thing for older women. He started rubbing her back. He put his other hand on her head to hold her head to his shoulder. He felt her silky hair with his fingers, and breathed in the sweet smell of her hair and her perfume.
He didn't know what to say, but tried to console her. "It'll be okay. She'll be okay. You can be there with her when you get home. You're a good sister."
Ann had stopped sniffling, but continued to let herself be hugged. It felt good to be comforted. When she felt calmer she pulled away from Larry, put her hand on top of his on his thigh, and said, "Thank you. That was a big help. I'm so embarrassed. I should keep myself under control better."
Larry turned his hand over to grasp hers. He said, "Nonsense. You controlled yourself very well. You were just upset. We all are sometimes. Don't be sorry. You have nothing to apologize for. But I'm glad I could be here for you."
"You're a very nice young man, Larry. Thank you."
CHAPTER 4
A few minutes later, when Ann was back to normal, Larry said, "I don't know if you do this sort of thing, but when I'm upset about something I like to smoke a bowl. Would you like to?"
"I don't. Not anymore. I used to, but I haven't in over 20 years. But if you want to, go ahead, it's your place."
Larry got a bowl, a baggie of pot, and a lighter out of his nightstand. He sat in the chair, filled the bowl, and lit it. Ann watched him as he toked on it. He thought she looked like she missed it, and wanted to try it again. He got up, sat beside her on the bed, and offered it to her.
She shook her head and said, "I shouldn't."
"Oh. Go ahead. You said you've done it before. You know it won't hurt you. It'll make you feel better."