Hell of a Wake Up Call - Sex Stories

Hell of a Wake Up Call

... looked around his sub level apartment. What a dump. Shitty old couch, tiny kitchen, teeny tiny bathroom and dingy carpet. It was all he could afford. The only thing he got to take from the house was one of the HDTVs and his stereo and PS4. It wasn't much but it consisted of all the entertainment he could muster. That and the herb that his buddy would bring to him from the dispensary when he went. At least he got to get a buzz at night and forget his shitty situation. The alimony was going to be about 9 years. The child support would go on and on, and that cunt had gotten sole custody. Matt wasn't super social but he did get to know his closest neighbors. There was the Indian family above, they were anti social. There was a young college tart upstairs on the other side. She was nice enough but paid no attention to Matt. Being 42, a small pot belly forming, and quickly thinning hair, Matt was a nerd without much physical attraction. While that might be okay with an older woman who valued smarts and a good income, it had no effect on an attractive college co-ed. The one cool neighbor was right across the way. Her name was Janet and she was about 31, and was recently divorced. She had gotten the short end of her divorce like Matt had and was in a similar situation. They clicked well as they had a lot in common at this point of their lives. She was a looker for sure. She had long straight brown hair, a smaller than average face but a great smile, green eyes and a cute button ...

... nose. Not to mention her thicker than normal lips for a WASP. Her face and skin showed the life she had lived. She and her ex had never had much and she worked labor jobs due to a weak education. But there was no doubt she had been a jaw dropper at some point, she moved in that way only the truly sexy women have. Matt had hoped for a romantic interlude with her, but it became quickly clear that she was not interested in another relationship after what she had been through. At least for a while. But they became good friends and even had dinner together a couple of days a week for company. Finally Janet won her custody case and her daughter Anastasia came to live with her. Anastasia was 14 and a half and a splitting image of her mother. The same body structure, though still a bit short for her age, about 4 foot 10. Her legs were already taking on the shape of her mothers, which was to say, they were already looking good. She was not overly developed, and her breasts were just barely needing a bra, though if she went without one it would probably not have been a big deal. What really set her apart was her glowing skin. The peach gold color of her skin showed her Scandinavian heritage and was a testament to how hot her mother used to be and why Matt wanted to fuck Janet so much. Matt was pent up from no sex for a while and for some reason, the nerds really do get the horniest. Over the next few months Matt became a close family friend and would on occasion watch Anastasia for Janet, ...