Chapter 10: Just Another Pleasant Plaza Sunday

Just a few seconds after leaving the drug store, Sam had a thought. "Shit, I doubt Carly remembered to get me any hair color, I'd better go back and get something while I'm close to the store." She stopped walking and grabbed Freddie's arm, "I need to run back into the drug store for a minute, while I do that, why don't you dive into, The Chocolate Shoppe, and get us a hot chocolate?"

"Sure baby," Freddie replied, "anything for you."

"Yea, yea, Benson," she said with a smile, "you just want some pussy later."

Sam pecked Freddie's lips, did an about face, and walked back to the drug store, while Freddie, walked into The Chocolate Shoppe and ordered a hot chocolate. After he had purchased the drink he sat down at a table in the back. His thoughts were still about the whirlwind events of the past few hours, and how he went from Freddie Benson, "dork" to Freddie Benson, "boyfriend." His thoughts were interrupted by a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see a familiar pair of lips heading for his mouth. All he got out was, "Back so"….before her mouth met his. The kiss was pretty intense for a Cappuccino shop. "Public tongue," he thought to himself, "for the second time today!" The kiss seemed to last forever before the pretty blond broke her lips free from his.

"Hello Freddie, how have you been?"

"What do you mean…. Wait…. oh no, Melanie?"

"Yea Freddie, I thought you knew it was me. I don't think Sam would be kissing you like that, would she?"

"Well, you know how Sam is….always unpredictable." Freddie knew he was in a bind, he didn't want to tell Melanie that he and Sam were now "together" remembering that Sam wanted to announce their relationship publicly when she was ready.

"Don't freak out Freddie, I know you and Sam have got something going on. I watched you two kissing in the drugstore."

"Well, if you saw us, why did you just now kiss me?"

"I don't have time to be coy, so I'm going to be straight with you. I've liked you for the past year and I think we'd be good together. I could tell from the way you kissed me back just now that we have chemistry. I think you'd like being my boyfriend…..there would lots of benefits…if you know what I mean?"

Freddie was dumbfounded. He was being hit on by the sister of his girlfriend, and he liked it. "I must be a piece of shit," he thought. "I love Sam and I like kissing Melanie. Damn, being a man is confusing….does this mean I'm a player?"

Freddie knew he should tell Melanie, "no way," but all he could muster was, "I'll call you later and we'll talk." Even his inexperienced teenage mind comprehended the trouble this would lead to. "It's insane to mess with your girlfriend's sister, this is stupid," he thought …."But…. she's so hot!"

"Well Freddie, what time are you going to call?" Melanie's question brought Freddie out of his semi trance like state.

"I guess around 3:00 or so."

"Good, I'll be waiting. We've got lots to talk about." Freddie knew he had to get rid of Melanie fast, knowing that a scene would breakout if Sam returned to find Melanie there, especially if the kiss was brought up. To his surprise, Melanie said, "listen Freddie, Sam will be back here soon, and I don't want her to see me just yet. Let's keep this kiss between us and don't tell her I was here."

Freddie looked relieved, "OK, I'll call you this evening, around 3:00."

Melanie leaned over and gave Freddie a quick smack on the mouth and as fast as she appeared she was gone. "This will probably turn out bad," he thought to himself, "I haven't been with Sam for 24 hours and already I'm in a triangle". Freddie cocked his head and smiled, "Not bad for a dork….not bad at all."

Freddie's thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice, "what are you smiling about weenie?" He looked up, it was Sam….The real Sam. Her abrupt presence startled Freddie; he was still a little jumpy from the Melanie visit. Freddie thought fast, "I was just thinking about how much I love being with you Princess." "That was close," he thought, "Damn, these Puckett girls can sure sneak up on people."

"Well, stop it Freddie, you look goofy sitting by yourself and grinning from ear to ear. I don't want people to think I'm dating a retard." Sam leaned over and planted a sloppy kiss on Freddie's forehead, "I do however, like the topic of your thoughts….me!"


Freddie's Apartment 1:00 P.M


Do you want to come in and hang out until it's time to meet Carly? Freddie asked.

"Sure," she said, "want me to pick the lock?"

"No thanks baby, I'll use the key this time."

Freddie opened the door, "Hey mom, it's me," he called out. The apartment was empty; his mom had left a note on the kitchen table. Sam walked over, picked it up, and immediately began to smile. Freddie walked over, she handed the note to him, and a smile immediately crossed his face. The note read:

The hospital called, I have to work a double shift.

I'll be back around midnight or a little later.

Sorry, but you're going have to eat what's here.

See you tonight,

Love Mom

Sam grabbed Freddie by his hand and pulled him to his bedroom. "Well, your mom did say to eat what's here, so, that's what you're gonna' do!"

Sam unsnapped her jeans and in no time kicked them across the floor. Her top, bra, and underwear met the same fate. Sam jumped on Freddie's bed and spread her legs. "Come here baby," she urged, "momma's got some desert for you, and get naked while you're at it!"

Freddie didn't need to be told twice. He quickly stripped off his clothes, and climbed between Sam's eagerly spread legs. "Find my clit real fast and I'll give you a treat," she said, pushing Freddie's face toward her already moist pussy. Freddie's tongue moved in fast, giving her love button firm circular licks. Sam closed her eyes as Freddie's tongue worked magic on her nub. "Spread me baby" she said, "give it to me real good!"

Freddie loved it when Sam talked that way and the movement of her pelvis told him she liked what his tongue was doing. "Shit….that's good….that's right, eat that pussy, baby. Eat momma's pussy!" Sam's continued encouragement energized Freddie's tongue, turning him into a pussy licking machine. Her orgasm came without warning, and as he expected, with it, came the face fucking. "I'm cuming Freddie….I'm cuming in your mouth."

Sam's pussy flooded his mouth and face with her slippery cum. It didn't seem to be as bad this time, maybe because he knew what to expect. He actually liked the taste of her pussy, and the wild, and horny way she acted, while he was eating her. The pussy eating also had an effect upon his cock, which he believed was as hard as it had ever been.

Within a few seconds, Sam's body began to relax as her orgasm faded.

She laid there for a minute, until her heart rate and breathing returned to normal. When she was able to look down at Freddie, she was amazed at how much pussy juice he had on his face. "Damn Freddie, you need a shower."

"I think I just had one," he said, laughing.

"Trade me places," she said, "I'm going give you as good as I got."

In the blink of an eye he was side by side with Sam. She was impressed that he could move so fast. Then again, a blow job is a pretty god motivator! "This is going to be fun" she thought, "the weenies first blow job."

Sam leaned over Freddie's crotch and took his painfully hard cock into her hand. It pulsed as she touched it. She stroked it a few times before taking the swollen head into her mouth. Freddie made a weird sound and his hands clinched the covers….sort of like a death grip. "I must be killing him," she thought, as she took his cock into her mouth. She sucked gently at first and then with more energy, focusing her attention on the head of his cock, licking in a circular motion. "Oh God Sam…..do that….keep doing that!"

"I must be doing a pretty good job," Sam thought, as Freddie began moving his hips, mouth fucking her with his purple pole. "These blow jobs aren't all that bad." Freddie didn't know to warn Sam when he was about to cum and Sam hadn't thought about what to do when he did come. She found out quickly as her hot mouth and tongue pushed Freddie over the edge. The only warning Freddie gave of his impending orgasm was a groan as he began pumping sperm into her mouth. Sam started gagging as his thick load sprayed across her tongue. She pulled off Freddie's tool, gagging and spitting cum. "Damn it Freddie", she yelled, "Get me something to drink!"

Freddie rolled out of bed and ran to the fridge. His Cock bounced as he ran, leaving a little trail of cum drops from his room to the kitchen. He came back with a can of cola, she grabbed it, and in one swig half of it was gone. "I'll tell you Freddie, I thought cum smelled bad…..but that shit tastes way worse than it smells."

"Sorry Sam," next time I'll give you fair warning when I'm about to shoot."

"Well, you better….if you ever expect a third blow job."


Carly's Apartment: 2:00 P.M.

Sam bounced into Carly's apartment, feeling pretty good after her "nooner" with Freddie. "I love having my pussy licked," she thought, "And I'm going to get fucked tonight! I wonder if that will be as good as being eaten? Oh well, if it's not all that great, I'll make Freddie eat me to make up for it. Either way, I win. I guess I must be turning into a sex maniac, because, I can't stop thinking about sex."

Sam looked around the living room and didn't see anybody. "Carly," she yelled, "Where are you?"

"I'm in my bedroom, come on in."

Carly was sitting at her computer, checking email, when Sam walked in. "I'll just be a second" she said.

"That's ok. I've got to pee anyway." Sam still had the drugstore bag in her hand when she walked into Carly's bathroom. She closed and locked the door, which was something she always done. Sam sat on the toilet to pee, she noticed two bags on the vanity; one with her name and the other with Carly's.

After Sam finished peeing, she checked out the bags, each had a jar of facial peel. "Hmmm, I see Carly got the good expensive product for herself, and she got the shit product for me…..well, I'm the one with a boyfriend…..I need the good product."

Sam reached into her pocket and pulled out the only thing she ever carried, a Swiss army knife. She took out the little tool, and extended the spoon. She grabbed a Dixie cup from the dispenser, and sat it on the vanity top. "Now", she said, "I'll just open Carly's jar, and dump the stuff into the Dixie cup." She then took her jar and spooned the contents into Carly's jar. The last thing she did was spoon the stuff from the Dixie cup into her jar. "Now," she thought, "I've got the good stuff and Carly has the shitty stuff!"

Sam inspected the hair color Carly had picked out for her, the box said, "Medium Golden Blond." It was the wrong color. "Well," she thought, "I'm glad I went back to the drug store this morning and got the Light Blond hair color. No problem, I'll just swap bottles and take this medium blond home for Melanie. I think this is closer to her color anyway." It took just a couple of seconds for Sam to exchange the bottles. She was now ready to get started with the Make Over. It was time to glamorize!

Sam walked out of the bathroom carrying all three bags. She put the bag for Melanie on the dresser, and the other two bags on Carly's bed. Carly signed off from her email, then turned and said, "I'll do you first!" Now get in there and wet your hair!"

Sam did as she was told and returned with her damp hair wrapped in a towel. "Sam, you're going to really look hot after tonight," Carly said, thinking to herself…"Yea bitch, really hot!"

Carly was good at applying hair color, and within a couple of minutes, she had Sam's hair all coated with dye and her head covered with a plastic cap. This has to stay on 20 minutes Sam, even if your head itches or burns, it has to stay on 20 minutes."

"Geeze Carly, I know. I've done this a bunch of times."

"Yes," Carly thought, but you haven't done it while acid fucked your scalp and hair." "I know sweetie, I just wanted to remind you in case this stuff started having a bad reaction or something."

Carly picked up the jar of facial peel for Sam. "This stuff stays on 20 minutes. It's very gentle but it just might sting a little bit. If it does, try and put up with it. Believe me, it will be worth it!" Carly opened the jar, and with fast, agile fingers, she applied the chemical to Sam's face. Carly looked especially happy, "I'd love to tell you what I'm doing," she thought. "I can't wait to see your skin after this stuff fucks it up….you'll be lucky to give head to a hobo after tonight!"

Carly wiped her hands and said, "I'm finished with you, so I guess I'll put on my facial peel." She picked up her jar and went over to the mirror. "This is some really good stuff," she thought……very easy on the skin" Carly applied an extra large amount of the white goop to her face and neck. It felt good going on; cool and slick. She looked at the desk clock, it said 2:20. "Well Sam, at 2:40 we can get this shit off our faces and you can rinse your hair."

Carly lay on her bed, waiting for 20 minutes to pass. She noticed her face had begun to tingle. "Sam, how does your face feel?"

"Not bad," Sam said, "How about yours?"

"I'm tingling a bit, but the instructions on the jar said that might happen."

Carly's face felt worse with each passing minute. The tingle had turned into a full burning sensation "Damn Sam, I don't know how much longer I can stand this, my face is on fire."

"Don't be such a pussy. You know this shit is supposed to burn a little. That's how you know it's working"

"So, you're saying your face hurts too?"

"Yea, my face burns a little, but not enough to stop before the time is up."

Carly couldn't believe how much her face hurt. If her skin felt this bad, Sam's had to be near torment levels. Finally the 20 minutes had passed and Carly leaped from her bed and ran to the bathroom, flushing the malevolent cream from her face with cold water.

"Mother fucker!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.

Sam jumped to her feet and ran to the bathroom, "What's wrong?" she asked. Carly was standing in front of the mirror, crying into a towel. She stood there for a second, slowly lowered it, and turned towards Sam. "Just look at my face Sam…..just look at my face!"

"Holy shit!" Sam screamed......... "You look horrible!"