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A woman was begging for change outside McDonald’s as I walked home from the pub last winter.
The Pale skinny brunette in dirty clothes, maybe 5 feet tall, 40ish – leapt to her feet, eyes lighting up as I flaked a fiver from a wad of bills. “Hey, thanks!” she hissed through a mouth void of front teeth, obviously an addict of some kind.”No prob Honey, careful out here” She gazed longingly at cash being jammed back in my pocket as I walked away. She grabbed her back-back or whatever and followed me down the sidewalk..”Feel like some company? I’m just looking for a place to stay.” Oh f*** off – I just gave you five bucks, I thought, rolling my eyes as I turned around to give her the bad news. “Please, ill sleep on the floor, it’s really cold out!” She begged catching up to me. We both looked down at the round belly poking out of her tiny frame, surely about 6 months pregnant. She continued pleading as we walked a few blocks, promising me the world. “Fine, but no trouble, no drugs, no horseshit!” She sighed with relief and hugged me gleefully, my nose burned with the stink of her greasy hair and intense body odour. “what am I doing?” I thought. contemplating ways to get her into my tiny place unnoticed. She put the hood of her coat up, staying glued to my hip & quiet as a mouse while entering the building, up the elevator and through my door, visibly relaxing in approval at her surroundings. She dropped her bag and kicked off a pair of shoddy sneakers, waiting for me to take the lead. I grabbed a couple beers from the fridge, handing her one.. “Want a shower? You stink!” We both chuckled nervously as I threw her a towel and pointed at the bathroom. She spent about an hour in there, showering then filling the bathtub.”Can I use this razor?” “There’s a fresh one under the sink.” I threw the vile shoes and bag on the balcony, calling to her every few minutes, “Alright in there?” concerned she might be shooting heroin or something, right?. Heard the tub start to drain and scrambled to find some clean clothes, handing her a cotton track suit through the door. She emerged a few minutes later in the oversized red sweats, clutching her soiled laundry meekly. “Throw that s*** on the balcony please” I uttered while making up the couch for her to sleep on. She praised and thanked me, flopping on the couch as I grabbed a bottle from the fridge. “You having another?” I asked, eyeballing a protruding gut exploding from her waistband. Dumb question. We sat and threw back a few more pops while watching T.V., making small talk about the neighbourhood and it’s characters. After I rolled a joint and we had a toke, she put her legs across my lap, stretching out. “Thanks for letting me crash here, You’re a nice guy.” I smiled back nervously “No worries.” a few minutes later “Will you rub my feet? Pleeeasee..!” “Sure..” I began massaging her dry cracked soles and stubby calloused toes, moving them down my lap, away from a growing b**** in shame. She cooed and rolled onto her back, parting her knees as i worked my way up her freshly shaven calves, “Oh yeah, feels soooo nice. I wanna s*** your d*** right now, cool?” My jaw dropped as our eyes met, before I could say boo, she was sucking my d***.. I fucked the pregnant street lady round the clock for the next few days, calling in sick, splashing out for cocaine and chinese food. My apartment still smells like feet and dirty a**..Asking her to split was painful, I was kinda falling in love, best c*** I ever had, to my discredit lol..

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