ANYPLACE

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Oh Glee,

Loced Out!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters! Just my disappointment on how RIB has treated some of my favorite couples!

"Your mom looks like Incredible Hulk," the female neighbors' voice made its way up to Mercedes apartment. If the insult had made its way up to her ears for the neighbors six o'clock argument Mercedes would have appreciated its value. The time frame made it fall flat on delivery.

"At least my mom loves me, do you remember what your mom looks like, after she married your what fifth daddy?; Or do you call them uncles like on Mommy dearest?" The male voice teased. A door slammed.

Mercedes looked at the clock 2:50, they put in hours like Sam did. It had been about two weeks since her encounter with Sam and truth be told she hadn't gotten a good night sleep like that since.

She grabbed her keychain off her dresser and played with them. She wondered if she should get a hotel room so she could get a good night sleep, she had the day off tomorrow or technical today. The idea seemed great waking up to peace and quiet.

She peeked out her peephole debating the idea when she saw Sam about to enter his apartment. He was wearing a brown corduroy jacket, it couldn't be the same one from school could it; A pair of white jeans that was wearing him and those damn steel toe boots. She could see him pausing in front of his door.

Sam didn't even bother turning around towards the soft footsteps traveling in his house. He was going to have to write Seinfeld a Thank you letter for the key swapping idea. It had been a disaster on the show to have friends keeping the key in case the owner had got locked out or need something but looking through his living room mirror Sam thought it was the best idea they ever had.

Mercedes reflection in the mirror showed that she had traded her Tweety pajamas for a camouflage teddy that cradled her body right. The brown of her chest bobbled up as if they were trying to keep their selves above the material. The top part of the teddy spread and flared out like a jacket, showing off her matching boy shorts undies.

"Sorry, I was wondering if I could borrow a cup of sugar." Mercedes lied, "To make Kool-Aid."

"It's in the top cabinet," Sam smirked still watching the vision in the mirror.

"Thanks I will get out of your hair soon."

"Take your time."

Mercedes stood on her tippy toes trying to reach the sugar that was out of her reach.

She thought of asking Sam for help but the words wouldn't form.

"Here let me help you." Sam whispered from behind her. He had enjoyed watching her struggle.

The way her ass went up and down.

He stretched over her reaching the sugar. Mercedes could feel his best friend asking to come over and play with her ass.

"Do you want Splendid or Domino?" Sam stretched again. Her ass attempted to open the door for his best friends by tooting as close as it could to Sam.

"Domino" She tried to concentrate,

"Are you sure?" Sam massaged her chest through the almost see through material. He massaged them in the opposite direction. Mercedes leaned into his firm chest.

"Sammmm," Mercedes purred. Sam allowed his right hand to explore the inside of her jungle colored boy shorts; he allowed his fingers to sink into the quicksand of Mercedes pussy sideways. He moved his fingers front to back as if he was cutting a piece of fruit. Mercedes body followed his finger faithfully. Mercedes laced her fingers behind Sam's neck as he continued to play inside of her.

Sam removed his fingers and turned her around leading her to the kitchen table. Sam hoisted her up on the table. He positioned his body between her legs; he parted the flaps of her teddy, kissing the inside of her navel. Mercedes tiny fingers quickly unbuttoned his yellow shirt. She yanked it off before working on unbuckling his huge belt. Mercedes unzipped his jeans, grabbing his sweet ass. She smiled boxers or brief; the best boxer brief. She wrapped her hands around Sam's penis practically petting it.

Mercedes tried to climb off the table to get at Sam.

"Stay" Sam ordered. He laid her out on the table like a buffet. Sam opened her thighs up by licking up her legs. Mercedes stretched her arms above her head with anticipation. Sam buried his face inside of her French kissing pussycat. Mercedes raked her nails on Sam's back.

"Stop… Shit… don't stop." Mercedes tried to catch her breath. She could feel her body trying to keep Sam's face there. She swept her fingers through his thick blonde hair. She could feel Sam trying to say something from in between her legs.

Sam came up for air licking his lips, "My favorite flavored Kool-Aid."

He didn't give Mercedes time to react he gathered her back up in his arms placing her against the wall. Ever since that first night Sam kept condoms very close. He ripped open the wrapper and like a Nascar drivers pit team put on the condom in record time without letting her go. Mercedes wrapped her legs around his waist and arm around his neck. She sucked on his lips tasting her own sweet and sour flavored juices.

Sam stroked her causing her body to flop up and down on his best friend. Mercedes squeezed her arms and legs tighter around him riding him like he was the Lone Ranger's horse himself. She tried pacing herself but Sam was the shit!

"Faster" She begged.

"As you wish" Sam compiled. He jammed inside her practically levitating her in the air.

Mercedes rode him out until she was able to cum back to the ground.

"Mercedes, you sure you don't want to spend the night?" Sam asked watching Mercedes putting back on her so called pajamas

"Sammy, I don't want us to blur the lines. It is what it is."

"Let me at least walk you home." Sam teased.

"What am I going to get mugged on my way across the hall?"

"Alright whatever."

"This is perfect for right now. No strings attached we are free to see other people. Let it go Evans."

"This is what you really want to do?" Sam didn't look too sure about this deal.

"This is exactly what I want and need." She was greeted by the neighbors' door slamming shut as soon as she stepped into the hallway.

"You forgot your sugar," Sam mischievously handed her the Domino sugar.

Two chapters down! One more chapter to go, yea! I have enjoyed writing this story so if not too many people get to read it I am okay with it! The next chapter will be "Any Thing" I needed an "Any" word that could fit in with the theme! I hope my fellow Samcedians like how the story ends!

Read ya later,

Loced Out!