by Dandelion Doolittle

Created on: July 28, 2010

It was a cold and dreary stormy night, and Louise was home alone with her mother’s boyfriend Max.  Max had moved in several months ago.  Louise’s mother Bridge was a gorgeous statuesque lady who worked nights as a waitress at a high-end French restaurant.  That left Max and Louise home together five nights a week.  “You look good tonight, Louise, are you going out with Howard?”” asked Max.  Max loved Bridget completely, but he was enamored somewhat with Louise.  Louise had her mother’s looks and she was only eighteen.  Max was twenty-six.

Max was a handsome man who stood at six feet tall with cropped black hair and striking bright blue eyes.  He spent most of his free time exercising at the gym.  Louise had a crush on Max and as she told her best friend Howard, “If my mother wasn’t dating him, I would go after him myself!”  Howard was a homely fellow who wore big black-rimmed glasses, but he and Louise had been friends since childhood.

“No, I’m staying in because of the weather.  Do you want some popcorn and we can catch a movie on the television?” asked Louise.  Max was agreeable and Louise went into the kitchen.  She was comfortable around Max and thought nothing of plopping herself onto the sofa right next to him.  They cuddled up as they often did and turned on a movie.  Max was drinking beer and was getting slightly drunk.  Louise pressed herself up close to Max, and he was getting sexually aroused.

One thing led to another and before long, Max and Louise were making out and kissing passionately.  They ended up making love on the sofa.  Louise sobbed softly afterwards.  “What’s the matter, Louise?  I didn’t mean for this to happen! It can never happen again and we can’t tell your mother!” Max insisted.  Louise replied in almost a whisper, “No, I won’t tell my mother, but it was so beautiful, I think that I’m in love with you!”  Max was stunned.  “Who wouldn’t want to hear those words?” he thought to himself.

They discussed the situation.  Max explained that he was the adult and he was living with Bridget and that Louise was way too young.  He further explained that in time she would find someone her own age, and he stressed one more time that they couldn’t tell Bridget.  Louise

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