This is a fantasy. It is not a docudrama, or a news story. As usual, it's a bit over the top. It could have been in several different categories. I picked group sex. If you don't agree, then you go write something and put it in any category you like. Everybody is over eighteen, no relation to anyone living or dead or in between. Please keep your hands and feet in for the ride. Try to be nice, or at least civil in your comments. That means you Mr Anonymous. There is incest in the story. So if that's not your thing, stop reading now. Ok, all aboard, next stop Crazyville. You have been warned.
Crimson Tide
My granddaughter's friend had come over to visit her. Unfortunately, the surprise visit failed as my granddaughter Suzy had to go take care of her baby cousins, while their parents recovered from the flu. I made damn sure Suzy had her flu shot, for what it was worth, at least two months ago. I said many prayers for all of them.
The pharmacist made mention that the flu shot this year was only about thirty to forty percent effective. Swell. We can put a man on the moon, but the flu might kill us all. All but thirty percent! Yikes, I prayed some more for my granddaughter and her little cousins. I even said a prayer for their parents who pissed me off, not getting a simple shot, endangering us all... But then, what the hell? It's just a thirty percent chance of help anyway... So why get annoyed? They certainly were rethinking the lack of foresight about not being vaccinated. Fuck it, I'll just pray for their dumb asses.
So I was a bit shocked when this very beautiful young woman showed up at my door, small valise in hand. Who was this cute thing?
"Hello pretty girl. How can I help you?" I said with all sincerity.
"Hello, Mr Hartman." her eyes were a brilliant green that shown in the half light of the evening sunset. Her hair was a firey red hue, like a good Irish girl's should be. She had scarlet lips, almost blood colored, plump and inviting. Her teeth were brilliant white as was the white of her eyes. She was movie star beautiful, like an angel fell to earth. She was drop dead gorgeous, and I don't think she knew it.
"You must be Suzy's friend." I had the door open, the smell of beef stew wafted out if the kitchen. I saw her nostrils flare once, I knew she was staying for diner at least. She looked at me with those eyes like she was starving.
"Pleased to meet you sir. My name is Penelope Parsons, but everyone calls me Penny." She reached out to shake my hand. But I just gave her a big hug, and kissed her cheek. She pulled back quickly after the hug.
"I'm Benjamin Hartman, but you may call me Ben. Won't you come in? I have a nice pot of beef stew on the stove. Would you care to join me? Please, come on in."
"If you don't mind sir, where is Suzy?" Her reluctance was plain to see. She seemed planted where she stood.
"I'm so sorry Penny, she's about four hundred miles from here helping with some sick relatives and their babies. She had her flu shot, so I'm just praying for her and all of them. I'm not sure when she'll be back."
"My folks went on some kind of couples retreat. They won't be home for three weeks. My brother just went in the air force. I have no idea when he will be back." She looked a bit forlorn. She seemed scared and lonely. Time to step up for me.
"Penny, you are welcome to stay here. I have a small swimming pool, and that includes a hot tub with the jets and everything. I could use some company myself." I enjoyed my solitude, but it was nice to have company too. Especially a beautiful young woman.
"Were would I sleep? I don't want to put you out."
"Penny, it's a four bedroom house, two of the spare bedrooms have nice queen size beds, Suzy has a nice single plus a small sofa, and I have a king size bed from when my wife was alive. That's not even counting the sofas and things in the living room and family room. Suzy used to have fifteen girls for her sleep-overs. Of course they didn't sleep much." I just giggled at the thought.
"One time during a sleep over there was a bad storm with a lot of lightning and thunder. I woke up with eight girls in my bed, and Suzy in my arms. That was kinda nice, kinda crazy!" I giggled.
"Really, since my wife passed, this place is too big for me, but I have so many happy memories here, I'm a little reluctant to sell and downsize." Yeah, the house had a great deal of history for me. Most of it good.
"Are you sure I wouldn't be a bother?" She looked very scared. Of me?
"Listen, I understand. You don't know me very well. I will book you a room at a hotel. I'll pay for it, you can stay there until my granddaughter, or your folks, gets back." I had a simple solution for her.
"Wait, how much would that cost?" She was doing some kind of calculation in her head.
"Don't worry about it. I have it." I was not rich, but I was comfortable. It would not affect my finances in the least. It would be nice to help this beautiful girl.
"No, no, no. How much?" She insisted on asking.
"I don't know, $1400 or $1500. I have the money. I just want you to be comfortable and safe. Best Western ok with you?"
"No, no! That's way too much money! I'll catch a bus and go back home." She said sadly. Maybe she expected me to try to convince her to stay. I don't play games very well. Oh well, I tried.
"Ok Sweety, hey it was very nice to see you again. Please be careful! Bye-bye...Good luck. I'll let my granddaughter know you were here. Give us a hug!" I led her to the front door and closed it behind her. She did look a bit startled and surprised. What did she expect? I'm not going to help someone who dosen't want my help.
My phone was ringing it's little chirp song. I answered it.
"Ben, it's Sasha. Are we still on for tomorrow at 9 am?"
"Yes, I am looking forward to it. My back is hurting a lot right now!" I said in all honesty.
"I had a cancellation, would you like me to come over there now?" She asked me, bless her heart.
