We had been living together for a year when Claudia's mom, that lived in another state, had to go into surgery. Nothing big, nothing life-threatening, but she would still need to stay in bed for at least a week after the surgery, and Claudia volunteered to go stay with her. The girls loved their granny very much and insisted to go with her and, as at this point Isabella, Claudia's elder daughter, had the same job as a nurse she already had when we met and Olivia had started a job as a dietitian a year before, both were able to take a few days off. Hellen, on the other hand, was still in college and was unable to go, staying behind with me.
As I already told you, Hellen's relationship with me had grown more and more close, with her asking me for advice sometimes and treating me in a caring and almost dad-like way. My feelings for her were mixed at that point... I really liked her and I cared very much for her happiness, as she was a sweet, almost angelic girl, but it was impossible for me not to mix this care with lust, seeing her full tits and ass bouncing inside the shorts and t-shirts she used at home. Her smile and mouth, also, reminded me of her mother's mouth and, consequently, her skills in sucking cock, making me want to teach her how to do a job as good as Claudia's.
Anyway, the fact is that Claudia, Isabella and Olivia would be away from a week, and I would be alone with Hellen at home the entire time. Again, I wasn't even dreaming of making any moves on her, the risk would be too big, but even so the idea excited me a lot.
***
As she was leaving for the airport, Claudia gave me the all-too-common recommendations women give when travel, talking about what needed to be done at which time, and added:
"This weekend Hellen have a party. It's a big thing for her, as she doesn't go out much as you know... There's a boy she likes that will take her to the party, he will be here at seven and she should be back at one AM at the most, ok? If she doesn't get here by then, please call me."
"OK, sweetie. I'll miss you..."
I patted her bum and she smiled, whispering in my ear while pressing her hand over my crotch:
"I'll make up for the lost week when I get back..."
And left laughing taking her two oldest daughters with her.
***
The weekdays passed without much happening, except for a sense that Hellen was a bit more at ease and affectionate with me, but I didn't think much of it. We shared the dinner table every evening and on Friday we watched a movie together, giving me the opportunity to admire her body without the ever-present fear of being caught, since she fell asleep on the couch. Saturday came, and we were finishing lunch when I told her:
"Honey, your mom told me you have a party today..."
She blushed a little, looking down to her feet, and replied:
"Yes, Mark. I... I'll go to the hair salon in the afternoon and Nick - a friend from college - will be here to take me at seven."
"OK, then. But please, be back before the time you agreed with your mother, ok, hon? You know I wouldn't mind, but I don't want to be put on your mom's blacklist, it's very dangerous!"
She laughed with my joke and relaxed a little, waving her head affirmatively before starting to clear the table.
***
I didn't see Hellen for the rest of the day, as I left home to do some shopping and she was already in her room when I returned. After taking a shower, I decided to watch some TV before dinner and lost track of the time, and it was already 8PM when I realized she was still at home.
I was a little uncomfortable to go knock on her door, but sensing something was off I decided to do so anyway and asked through the closed door:
"Hellen? Are you there?"
I could hear some noises inside, as if someone was trying to stop crying, and a few seconds later the reply came:
"Y... Yes, Mark. I am."
"Honey, it's already past eight..."
She didn't answer, and it was clear that her date wasn't going to show, what breaked my heart. She didn't deserve that, and as delicate and fragile she was it would hurt her very much.
"Sweetie... Can... Can I come in? Are you dressed?"
A few seconds passed without a noise, but eventually she slowly opened the door and I felt so, so sorry for her... She was fully dressed, with her hair and make-up nicely done except for the eyeliner that, with her crying, was a complete mess, and after opening the door she just stood there, looking alone and so, so sad, her tears still rolling down her cheeks and her eyes as red as they could be. I didn't know what to do, but a few moments later she decided for me: she just embraced me, crying as a little child, and I couldn't help but to hold her as strong as I could, gently caressing her hair.
I don't know exactly how long we stayed like that, as her sadness and her delicious scent were giving me two different and strong feelings at the same time, but at some point she finally stopped crying and, turning her head up to look at me, said in a sad, deeply hurt voice:
"I'm so ugly nobody wants me! I don't know why I spent so much time dressing up and doing my hair and stuff, I'll be ugly no matter what!"
She looked so lost, so sad, that if I could make it all go away I would do anything...
"Honey, it's not true! You are so, so pretty, even without any fancy clothes or make-up or anything! You're a beautiful and smart girl, and this... this idiot that was supposed to take you to the party is a dumb shit if he doesn't know that!"
I don't know where all that came from, but I was so sincere that it had an immediate effect. She smiled, a sad smile but a smile still, and said:
"You... You mean it?"
"Yes, yes, I do! And do you know what? If he is that stupid, I'm not! I'll get dressed and we will go to a nice restaurant together, what do you say?"
Her face lightened up immediately, and looking like a teenager that was just asked out by her crush she replied, excited:
"Really??? You will dress up to me???"
"Yes, yes, I would be a dumb fuck like this... guy if I didn't!"
"I... I'll go freshen up my face! Thirty minutes???"
"Yes, yes, I think it's enough!"
