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Archive name: astray.txt (MF, voy, rom)
Authors name: Lord Malinov (malinov@ev1.net)
Story title : Astray

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Astray (MF, rom)
by Lord Malinov (malinov@ev1.net)

"But Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
In proving foresight may be vain;
The best laid schemes of mice an' men 
Gang aft agley"
	Burns


Tracy opened her eyes as a door slammed shut, startled 
into a confused consciousness, momentarily uncertain of 
where she was laying.  The stale smell of unwashed 
clothes made Tracy grimace and turn away.  "8:40" glowed 
in red on the night stand.

"Shit," she muttered, lifting her head off the thin 
pillow.  A dingy white sheet slipped off her bare boobs.  
"That fucker.  He knew I was supposed to meet Karen at 
eight thirty."  Tracy pulled herself up and turned to sit 
on the edge of the small bed.  She stretched, her arms 
reaching up until she fell back onto the bed.  Twisting 
her waist, she remembered the night before, the hard 
mechanical fuck Alan had delivered only to fall asleep 
atop her, leaving her unsatisfied and stuck spending the 
night on his thin lumpy mattress.  Picking herself up, 
she scratched her stiff pussy curls.  Tracy licked a 
finger and smiled as she gently rubbed her excitable 
clit.

"Let's get out of here," she murmured.  "I'm done with 
this place."

Stepping carefully across Alan's cluttered floor, Tracy 
made her way to the bedroom door.  Pulling on the knob, 
she took a step into the hall when the thud in the room 
beyond made her pause and then realizing she was naked, 
Tracy retreated back into the bedroom.  "Brian's here," 
she thought.  Tracy looked around at the piles of dirty 
laundry for her clothes, but remembered that Alan had 
pulled them off her when they were on the sofa in the 
other room.

"Jerry," a young man's voice spoke.  Tracy squeezed her 
bare breast without thinking.  "Yeah, how things going?"

"Yeah, all right, I guess.  I mean, you know.  No, it's 
just over.  It's better, I guess.  At least she called it 
off before we ....  Yeah.  No, I guess it's for the 
best."

Tracy held the bedroom door open, just a crack, listening 
attentively to the phone conversation.  She had always 
wondered what really happened with Brian and Elaine.  
Alan had just shrugged his broad shoulders when she pried 
for details.  "I dunno," he'd said.  "She dumped him."  
Tracy shook her head.  Sometimes she thought Alan didn't 
understand anything.

"The reason I called is to ask if you still have that 
cabin?  Do you think maybe I could crash there for a .... 
That would be great.  Are you sure?  I could pay .... 
Yeah, that's no problem.  I wish.  No, some alone is what 
I need.  No, I really haven't met anyone, I mean, this 
whole thing with Elaine has .... I know, but it will take 
some time.  A year, I guess.  I know.  No, I'm really not 
hung up .... Really, there is someone I would bring, but 
.... that's the reason I want to get away for a while."

Tracy tickled her curls, fascinated, smiling 
uncontrollably as she eavesdropped.

"That's the whole thing.  I can't.  No, I mean I can't.  
She's taken.  I know, but this would be messy.  Too 
close.  She's a knockout.  I mean, really gorgeous.  
Actually, I've known her for a long time, but she's .... 
I really like her, and if I don't get away, it'll be 
trouble.  Yeah.  Remember what happened to Tim and Rick?  
Exactly.  The thing is, I like her and I have to see her 
with him all the time.  Not only that, but she 
practically lives here on the weekends.  Yeah."

Tracy's heart suddenly shuddered as a jolt of electricity 
coursed her veins.

"She's so casual.  Oh, yeah.  Mostly naked, anyway.  
She's driving me fucking crazy.  Panties and t-shirts.  
Oh, yeah.  Real sweet boobs, and half the time I'm trying 
to steal peeks.  I don't know if she's doing it on 
purpose, but I don't want . . . . No, he doesn't know."

"Last night, let me tell you, I've got to get out of 
here.  I came home early and crashed for a while.  I woke 
up when the door slammed shut and I'd been asleep for a 
while, so I had to piss.  I take three steps into the 
hallway when I hear them in the front room.  There's this 
mirror by the front hallway.  I look into it and Alan is 
stripping off her clothes.  Hell, I couldn't help but 
watch.  You should have seen the nipples on these boobs.  
Just perfect.  Then she's bending over as he pulls her 
panties down.  What an ass!  I was going nuts.  Beautiful 
little pussy, dripping wet.  Delicious.  I took a few 
steps closer, and watched Tracy suck his cock.  She's so 
pretty.  I'm falling for her and she's doing my oaf 
roommate and I can't stand it."

Tracy's fingers moved rythmically between her moist pussy 
lips, remembering the sex with Alan, and imagining Brian 
standing in the shadows watching.

"Oh, yeah.  I thought about stepping in, but Alan is such 
a dumb fuck.  I knew he'd lose his cool at the idea.  I 
watched until they moved into the bedroom.  Then I laid 
in bed, listening to her moan.  I didn't sleep for hours.  
The music kept echoing in my head.  She was just on the 
other side of the wall, and she couldn't have been 
further away."

The excitement welled inside Tracy and she bit her lip as 
the moans, real moans this time, softly escaped her.

"Anyway, I've got to get away before something serious 
happens.  No, I don't want this to go any further.  A few 
weeks will let things cool down, I'll get some work done 
and maybe I'll figure out ... I appreciate it, Jerry.  
I'll stop by and get the key.  All right, after eleven.  
Great.  I'll see you then."

The phone fell into the cradle, and Tracy listened, her 
heart pounding as Brian's footsteps drew him closer.  
Impulsively, she let the door swing wide open.  As the 
young man approached, he found Tracy leaning against the 
frame, one hand squeezing a tight nipple as the other 
teased her swollen cunt lips.

"Oh, my," said Brian.

"Hey, Brian," said Tracy, her voice sultry with lack of 
breath.  "You going somewhere?"

"Yeah, well, not...."

"Can I come with you?"  Tracy stepped forward to kiss 
him.

"I, well, I guess. I didn't plan...."

Tracy lost herself in his loving kiss.  "Plans change," 
she whispered.  

"Plans change."

Astray
by Lord Malinov
<malinov@ev1.net>
Power belongs to those who dare . . . Sapere aude

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