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Cynthia Fergus was divorced; unfortunately for her she had signed a pre-nuptial agreement. She had married Mark Higgins straight out of college. He was a lawyer nearly twice her age, who had swept her off her feet by treating her like the princess, every gal wants to be. That and they fucked like animals. Promising her a secure life of leisure she accepted his proposal. Over the twelve years Cynthia put in the marriage Mark had grown distant and on a few months before his fifty-sixth birthday he filed. Citing that the flame had gone out and the passion was gone. Cynthia had been twenty two on her way to graduating but had fallen for her lawyer. Being promised the world she fell into his arms. Mark had paid off her student loans, bought her a car, and even positioned her as a legal aid in a fellow firm. When they parted ways, Cynthia had just about nothing. She was able to keep some of her property, the dog, a cocker spaniel named Chester. Her Lexus which was barely running at the time. Clothes, jewelry, and a few dollars mandated by the court, but compared to what she was leaving, not very much at all. Mark had his sights set on younger flesh, so at age thirty four she had proven too wilted, and he reasoned it was time for her to go. Her one real job during the marriage was to look good and standing five-four at one eleven with thirty two C’s. She was well maintained and very attractive. She had dark raven hair, with brilliant blue eyes. Her skin was always a little pale, never really being able to get that deep tan she had forever desired. Two years passed, Cynthia for her long absence from the job market was with relative ease able to find herself a decent job as a receptionist in a paper manufacturing plant. The job was awful, but it paid modestly enough for her to bahçesehir escort get along in life. Unfortunately, being everyone in the office’s bitch was shitty. “Maybe I’m just spoiled?” she kept thinking to herself. Cynthia may have been that, but if there was one thing she was not, it was dumb. She had studied bio-chemistry and was towards the very top of her class when she had made her twelve year mistake. When her older brother dropped by as he occasionally did, and after explaining her gripes, he advised that she should finish out her education. He even offered to help pay taking away the only real opposition. After a month of thinking hard on it, more afraid to move in that direction due to the innate fear of change than any real objection, she took him up on it. She quit the paper company and soon found herself back at her alma mater. Due to some credits not matching up because of a change in the curriculum, she had three semesters to go. She was able to find a job as a pharmaceutical assistant, the pay was poor, but her older brother was footing a lot of the bill. She got more than a decent amount of scholarship money, which really surprised her. Cindy also lucked out being able to live off campus, where there were a few apartment buildings filled mainly with students. Most were doing post grad work or working on their master and some were seniors like her. She moved in mid-August and that is when we met for the first time. I was just hanging out in my underwear trying to find something that didn’t reek of the marina a lovely mix of body odor, sun screen and fuel vapors when I saw her out my window. I was on the third story and I could tell she was hot. Her apartment was right next to mine so for a few trips I watched her go back and beylikdüzü bayan escort forth back and forth. On her fourth trip the heat and weight of the packages were starting to get to her. The shitty building manager had known about our busted elevators all summer, but because the city council never harassed him about it, the decision was that it was cheaper to wait to the fix the damn thing than to be cited. I heard her drop the box outside her door as she opened it again. I sprang into action, asking if she needed any help, just like in hundreds of porns. I stuck my head out comically making it damn near horizontal. “Hey neighbor, ya need a hand?” Cindy was dripping with sweat; she had that pheromone smell where its sexy right before it slides down into bad body odor. “Sure,” she answered. I turned and started walking down the hall and said, “Take a breather; I’ll take care of the rest.” The rooms come pre-furnished bed frame no mattress though, fridge, couch, dinning set. The furniture wasn’t anything designer, but it’s either new or gently used and makes moving in so much easier. I got down to her truck and realized how stupid I was. She had been locking the doors to both her truck and apartment every time she left one to go to the other. I ran over to her window which was easy because it was right next to mine. I started shouting. It didn’t go over well with some of the other people with open windows. Words were exchanged but luckily Cindy heard. “Drop Your Keys!” She gave me a, what the fuck look. “Drop Your Keys….” she knew and was smiling at how stupid I looked. “Please!” They fell out of her hand. I went for them but they landed in the dirt anyway. I heard a laugh from three stories up, I looked up grinning. Five short escort beylikdüzü trips later trips that included the heaviest bins full of her favorite books, it was all done. She thanked me over and again. So much that it made me embarrassed. Cindy was really stunning, even covered in sweat and dust. Her long dark hair was tied up in that working woman’s bun. She had freckles that only made her face better. On this day she was wearing one of those loose shirts with the big neck hole so that one shoulder can show off a bra strap or not and very revealing red capris. “I’d offer you a drink but my fridge is empty.” My hand slapped the table to her surprise. Without a word I left for my apartment. When I returned I said, “Unfortunately I am all out of everything but this.” I waved a bottle of Seagrams 7 at her. “How is that unfortunate?” she asked with a smirk. “Oh, I just figured…” trailing off, realizing I had made a fool of myself. “What you figured I wouldn’t like it because I’m a girl,” she said dragging out girl like a little kid would. I pointed at her with my free hand “GURL” cringing while I did it, I felt like douche half way through but it got a laugh so fuck you. She busted out some glasses and we started knocking them back. That afternoon I helped her unpack and as we did we learned a lot about each other. Getting progressively drunk she told me a little about Mark and the last two shitty years. I was twenty seven at the time having spent a few years after high school fucking around on tug boats instead of going to college, but on the boats I figured out what I wanted to do. I was entering my senior year as a mechanical engineer, not to brag. Working at the marina year round as a mechanic was a good way to make dough, that and the school year matched up nicely. There was work year round but during the school year is petered off a great deal. Soon it was late and we were very wasted. I was still sober enough to try and make a move; it was blocked with “I don’t want to do anything stupid.” To which I answered “I do.” She giggled walked me to her door.

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