I was fresh out of prison, my first summer free after eleven years spent trapped in a cage. I had my own place, a great job and a nice ride. I was driving to do some business on a beautiful summer day, cruising over the bridge with the windows down and jamming to my rock when a car pulls up next to me. I look over and see I've hit the jackpot: two blondes, all by themselves.
I turn down the radio and yell out, "Hey, you wanna party?" They follow me into the nearby gas station parking lot and I get out to talk with them easier. The driver was not so hot, so I focused on the passenger, and holy fucking beautiful. She was one of the sexiest women I've seen walk on the Earth, and when I laid my eyes on her, I felt my dick start stirring to life.
I walk over to the passenger side of the car for some small chit-chat and as I stared deep into her huge, blue eyes, I look at her pretty face with a sense of hungry attraction. She had her hair and makeup like no woman on the planet with blonde hair in a Cleopatra style with bangs covering her forehead and really hot 'come-fuck-me' makeup. I was instantly taken back into time to a 1970's porn shoot and she was the main star. She looked identical to Barbara Eden from I Dream of Jeannie in the face.
I was nervous talking to her, "Hi, I'm Dave, and you're giving me your number so we can go out for dinner anywhere you want to go." I would have taken this woman to Paris she was so hot and sexy.
I look down her tiny frame and she has these huge tits and below that a wonderful belly that told me all I needed to know: she's preggo! My dark dick gets excited as I can't take my eyes off her.
I stare into her eyes and ask, "Is that my kid," and she laughs loudly and gives me the prettiest wide smile.
"I'm Nicole," and her tiny hand is swallowed by my massive paw. My hand is all sweaty and I feel power flow through my hand to my rapidly beating heart. 'She's putting it on me,' I thought.
"Wanna come to my son's birthday party? We're just picking up some stuff," she asks me, and writes down her number. She pulls out a pack of Newports and lights one up while I'm clinging to the open window. Pow, my dick hardens immediately and I start shifting around, watching her wet, pink lips smoke the cig.
"Call me after the party, I'll come get you," I tell her, already captivated by her smoking.
"I'll drive, I'll stop over and bring you some left over food."
I plant a soft, wet kiss on her smoky lips and there is something so intense about this stranger's hot, 'I Dream of Jeannie' kiss with Cleopatra seventies porn star hair my mind can't function. So much shit goes through my head, I'm twisted up inside. I get back home and clean my entire house from floor to ceiling, grab some beer and wine, and smoke some good weed to try and calm my anxious mind and prick. I start thinking, then believing, she really is Jeannie and blinked her eyes because I feel like I'm trapped under a love spell, and it's overtaking my penis soul. I hit another blunt and laugh out loud to myself from my thoughts.
I go to the store and pick out a card, some sexy, expensive body lotion and a Nerf football for her birthday kid. My phone rings and she's buzzed.
"Party's over David. I'm stressed."
"Well, come on over. I do hot stone massages, and if that don't work, I got weed."
She giggles over the phone, "I'll be there in about fifteen minutes." I found out she only lives twelve minutes away.
She knocks on the door and my jaw drops as my mind goes, 'Holy fucking beautiful. I haven't been this attracted to anyone this quick since my ex Launa'. She walks in and likes my little green painted flat. I walk my beautiful, pregnant lady to the couch, watching her waddle like a penguin she's so far along and I chuckle under my breath.
"Why are you giggling?"
I'm all smiles and tell her, "You're so cute, beautiful and sexy."
"I don't feel like that," she says with a touch of sadness.