The six eighteen year old teenage boys had cut class again and were hanging out on the steps of one of their homes, as usual. They were all seniors and about to graduate. They spent a lot of their time that way, smoking, and talking about girls or women that they knew or had seen. The boys were very close friends and shared everything.
Over the past months, they had started a new hobby. This hobby was picking some girl or woman that they thought was attractive and planning on how to get what they wanted from her. They discussed classmates, neighbors, teachers, and even a few family members.
Half of the group had never had actual sex before and the half that had done that had limited experience. All were either eager to try it for the first time, or to try it again. The more the boys talked about it, the more it excited them. They went so far as to actually make plans, which included putting together a place to do what they wanted.
The place they picked was an old abandoned warehouse that was down the street from their usual hangout. The building was condemned, very large, and had been a haven for homeless persons, until the local police ran them out. The homeless left behind an assortment of old bedding and odds and ends that the boys put to good use, making a place to take their imagined girl or woman.
They were talking, when they noticed a shiny black car park further down their street. The boys definitely noticed the woman that got out of the car, angrily talking on her cell phone. She was about five feet seven inches tall, had short blonde hair, and was about 35.
They were amazed as the blonde started walking up the sidewalk, passing them without a glance, and continuing down the block. She was wearing a tight black dress, tan pantyhose, and a pair of shiny black high heels.
All of the boys noticed the swaying of the woman's big hips and the way her tight dress highlighted her very full bottom.
Karen Hill's heels clicked on the sidewalk, as she continued her angry phone conversation. The mother of two did not notice the teenager walking up behind her. The boys had picked the most innocent looking one of them to go ask the attractive woman for some help, in order to get her off the sidewalk and into the warehouse at the end of the block.
The boy timed his approach to when the blonde was at the corner, then put on a sad face and spoke to her. Karen angrily glared at the youth, as he interrupted her phone conversation, until she noticed his age. The woman was normally very dominant and bitch, especially to her coworkers, but she actually ended the call to see what the boy wanted.
The teen explained that he could not find his little sister and asked Karen if she would help him. He asked her to come into the warehouse with him, to see if she was there, and to use her cell phone to call for help, if she was not. The woman considered for a moment, then said she would help him.