CHANCE ENCOUNTER - CHAPTER 1 [PATREON EXCLUSIVE]

CHAPTER 1

Marty held his hands in his lap, nervous to be sitting next to a beautiful woman. He had no idea who she was, but they’d been put in the same car on a Ferris Wheel, and the woman kept stealing glances at Marty before finally saying hello.

“Did you hear me?” the woman asked with a light laugh.

Marty could have exploded into a million little pieces as the pretty blonde stared at him, expecting an answer, but Marty didn’t know what to say, even though the girl had only said hello.

“Are you okay?”

Marty noticed how her mouth spread into a wide grin, like she found Marty’s awkwardness cute. Marty wished he weren’t so afraid of talking to a pretty girl, but this girl was a ten out of ten. She had wavy blonde hair, plump pink lips, and stunning blue eyes. Not to mention that her makeup was done to perfection.

Marty cleared his throat. “Uh, yeah. I’m fine.”

“I’m not,” the girl said with a frown.

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing,” the beautiful girl said and waved her hand in the air. “I’m Bonnie, by the way. What’s your name?”

“Marty,” he said cautiously. “Are you sure you’re okay? You can tell me what’s wrong. I’m not going to tell anyone.”

Bonnie’s eyes sparkled as she looked over at Marty, really taking him in this time, and something about the way he looked made Bonnie feel like he was telling the truth. There was something innocent about Marty that piqued Bonnie’s interest. He didn’t seem like many of the men who gravitated toward her.

“It’s my friends. Girl drama.”

“What did they do?” Marty asked as he and Bonnie slowly spun around the Ferris Wheel a second time.

Bonnie squeezed her eyes shut as she turned her face into the fresh air. She let out a deep sigh before diving into a dramatic story about how she caught her friend Georgina stealing her makeup when she came out of the bathroom.

“Wow! That sucks! What did you do?” Marty asked Bonnie.

“I yelled at her, but she got all upset because I have tons of makeup and wouldn’t give her any.”

“It’s your makeup, though. Why would she think she could take it?”

Bonnie shrugged. “I sell makeup for work, so my friends think that they can use whatever since I get most of my stuff for free, but I work hard for those products! So what if I don’t use something every day? There’s no telling when I might want to use a certain lipstick or palette of blush.”

“Yeah, I would be pissed if one of my friends took my videogames without asking,” said Marty.

“What games do you like to play?” asked Bonnie.

Marty told Bonnie about his collection of videogames and which ones were his favorites. There was a special place in his heart for shooters and adventure games. He loved games with a decent storyline too and would do all the extra missions in a game if he liked the characters.

“You must play a lot of videogames.”

Marty felt his cheeks redden at the accusation, but Bonnie was quick to place her hand on Marty’s thigh, telling him that she wasn’t judging, but he heard nothing after her fingers touched his leg. All he could focus on was how quickly his cock was hardening in his pants. A girl had never touched him so intimately, let alone a girl as stunning as Bonnie.

“Are you okay?” Bonnie asked with a laugh when she noticed the expression change on Marty’s face.

“Uh… yeah,” Marty said and tried to shake off the thrill of Bonnie’s touch, but his body still felt like he’d been electrocuted as they descended from the top of the Ferris Wheel. They had already gone around several times, so the conductor stopped their car when they reached the base.

“Would you two like another go around the Ferris Wheel?” the young woman at the bottom asked.

“No, I’m fine,” Bonnie said quickly.

Marty had no choice but to agree. He was sad that their ride had come to an end, but he knew it wouldn’t last forever. He knew not to expect much from a girl like Bonnie who was just trying to pass the time with a bit of conversation. Marty was sitting nearest the door, so he slinked out of the car and scurried away, only stopping when Bonnie called after him.

He turned to face her, seeing the picture of an angel as her blonde hair blew gently in the wind. She pulled it behind one ear as she smiled at Marty, taking a step toward him.

“Where are you going, Marty?”

“Home,” he said quickly.

“Why? Don’t you want to hang out with me?”

“You aren’t here with your friends?”

“Nope,” Bonnie said with a shake of the head. She was now standing less than a foot away from Marty, letting him smell that intoxicating perfume that she was wearing. “I’m here all alone. What about you?”

“Same. I was here with my friend Charles, but he left before I got on the Ferris Wheel.”

“So, is that why I got lucky?”

Marty blushed as Bonnie stared into his eyes, wondering if she was joking or not, but she seemed serious. Marty didn’t know why this gorgeous blonde was paying him any attention, but he didn’t want it to end. He knew deep down that he would do whatever she asked.

“Why are you all alone, though?”

“I live a few blocks from here, so I walked over to ride the Ferris Wheel and get some fresh air. There’s nothing like being at the top.”

“You’re right.”

There were a few beats of silence as Bonnie twisted from side to side and stared at Marty with an expression he didn’t quite understand. His experience with girls was minimal to say the least. No matter how much he tried, Marty couldn’t get a girl to save his life. He wasn’t even that effeminate or anything, just terribly awkward. He usually caged up every time a girl paid him the slightest bit of attention, but Bonnie was different.

She was gentle. She gave Marty the time he needed to calm down, and now he felt comfortable in her presence. Now he felt like he could hang out with her without cumming in his pants, which actually happened to him on a date once, which led to six months of Marty avoiding every girl he possibly could.

“So, would you like to go back to my place? We can hang out on my balcony.”

“Are you sure?”

Bonnie chuckled. “Why would I be asking if I weren’t sure?”

Marty hesitated a second longer, knowing he probably looked like a fool, but he was worried that he would make an even bigger fool of himself at Bonnie’s place.

“Is that a no?” Bonnie asked when Marty hadn’t replied after a few seconds.

“I want to go, but—”

“Come on, Marty! Stop being so silly! Don’t you like to make new friends?” Bonnie asked as she grabbed Marty by the wrist and started pulling him away from the crowd.

Marty didn’t like making new friends or meeting new people, but Bonnie wasn’t taking no for an answer, and Marty wasn’t about to run from a girl as pretty and energetic as her.

***

“Make yourself comfortable,” Bonnie said after guiding Marty to the couch. She went to the kitchen to fetch them some water to drink.

Marty glanced around the room as he waited for Bonnie to return. Her apartment was bohemian, like she’d bought everything from second-hand shops, compiling it all until she had an eclectic mix of items that she loved. There was nothing cookie-cutter about her space, which made Marty wonder what kind of girl Bonnie was.

Judging by her living room, she didn’t seem like the type that would love makeup and perfumes, but Marty knew people wouldn’t expect him to be a plumber when they first met him. They always assumed he was some type of programmer or computer nerd, but Marty didn’t care much about the insides of consoles or televisions as much as he cared about what he saw on the screen when the two were connected.

“Here you go,” Bonnie said and placed Marty’s glass of water on the coffee table.

“Thanks,” he said.

Bonnie smiled and scooted closer to Marty. He tensed when she reached her hand to his neck, touching it lightly, moving her fingers up until they were tangled with his hair.

“You like that?”

“Yes,” Marty said in a breath, wondering if tonight was the night that he would finally get lucky. He would run around shouting to every person he met that he’d slept with the hottest woman in the world if Bonnie was crazy enough to sleep with him.

“Do you want to know what I like?”

“What?”

Bonnie chuckled before moving her lips close to Marty’s ear. “I like fucking boys,” she whispered.

“What?” Marty asked, coughing when his voice cracked.

“You heard me,” Bonnie said.

Her blue eyes were still sparkling when Marty looked into them, but he couldn’t stop picturing her fucking some guy. What did she do? Use a dildo?

“How?”

“You’ve never heard of strap-on dildos?”

“Yes, but I thought only lesbians used them.”

Bonnie bent her head back and cackled. She shook her head as she looked back into Marty’s eyes, but he was seeing a different person now. Bonnie no longer seemed sweet and innocent. What kind of girls liked fucking guys, and why did Marty have to get stuck with one?

“That’s funny, Marty. You have a lot to learn.”

“I… uh… should probably get going. I forgot that I have to work in the morning.”

Bonnie scooted closer to Marty and placed a firm hand on his thigh. “Don’t leave, Marty. We haven’t even had fun yet!”

“It’s a big job. We’re… we’re laying a lot of tubes.”

“Oh, you can’t even lie about it!”

Marty was going to explain himself, but he figured it was best just to leave, so he quickly stood and made his way toward the door. He was almost free when Bonnie called after him, and what he saw when he turned around stopped him dead in his tracks.

Bonnie had pulled down the jeans and panties she was wearing, revealing her pretty pussy lips, which had a cute patch of pubic hair above them, like she’d sculpted it during her morning shower.

“Don’t you want a taste of this?”

Marty stared at Bonnie’s pussy. It looked even better than many of the ones he’d seen in pornos, and it could be his if he played by Bonnie’s rules, but was he really willing to let her fuck him in the ass with some big dildo? Marty couldn’t take his eyes off Bonnie’s womanhood, even though there was a voice in his head screaming at him to leave.

“Come on, Marty. Don’t go yet. Be my plumber for the night if you know what I mean.”

Marty’s cock jumped in his pants as Bonnie laughed, one hand on her pussy. She wasn’t really playing with it, but Marty wanted to touch it. He wanted to lick it. Fuck it. He wanted to do everything she would let him to her pussy.

“Will you fuck me if I stay?”

“Maybe, but there was something else I was hoping to do first.”

Marty swallowed, terrified by whatever ideas Bonnie might have. He wanted to stay but was seriously wondering if it was worth the risk. “What is that?”

“Come to my bedroom, and I’ll show you.”

Bonnie had kicked off her pants and panties, leaving her in nothing but a shirt, so Marty got to see her ass when she turned around and waved at him to follow. Marty knew that he could leave then, but who would walk out on an ass like that? Marty cursed at himself before running to catch up with the woman who’d probably ruin him.