Stars are Born in Spring

May’s plane landed at 7:35 am. When she saw Maria, she dropped her bag and hugged her friend as hard as she could. Maria managed to utter, “May, you’re crushing me.”

“Sorry,” May replied as she wiped a tear from her eyes. “I’m just so happy to see you.”

Maria picked up May’s bag and said, “C’mon, you hungry.”

“Always,” May replied and climbed in the passenger seat.

Maria drove them to a diner near the airport. They sat down and looked at the menus in silence. The waitress walked over to there table and asked, “You ladies ready to order?”

May, as usual, was always very hungry, “I’ll have a short stack, 2 scrambled eggs, hash browns, bacon and the fruit salad… oh and a large orange juice.”

“You should weigh 300 pounds,” said Maria before ordering, “I’ll just have coffee.”

“You’re not eating?” May asked as the waitress walked away.

Maria leaned across the table to whisper to her friend, “You know what the first thing I thought to myself when I saw you riding that dick?”

May just looked stunned at the way Maria broadsided the subject.

Maria continued, “I thought, ‘I need to get my fat ass on a treadmill!’”

May managed a smile, “You’re not fat and you know it.”

“Really girl,” Maria continued, “I thought I was the pretty one, but, I’d never seen you naked before. You have a rockin’ bod.”

May chuckled, “You’re the SEXY one, I’m the pretty one.”

“Sexy one?!” said Maria, “bitch, was that supposed to be some clever way of calling me skanky?”

May and Maria shared a laugh. May reached across the table and grasped both of Maria’s hands and said, “thank you.”

When they finished their meal, rather, when May finished eating she remembered the plane ticket Maria bought her. She pulled out a roll of hundred dollar bills. She dropped one on the table to pay the check, and peeled off 5 for the plane ticket. Maria refused to take it, “I told you, it’s on us.”

“They gave me $15 million,” May explained.

“Are you serious? You can’t be serious? Are you serious?” Maria asked?

May nodded sheepishly.

“You fuck 2 guys and get 15 mil. I fuck… uh… an undisclosed number of guys and I got a few dinners,” Maria replied. “Let’s go… I have to get to class.”

They laughed and joked about old times the whole way home. It was the first time since all the unpleasantness began that May felt normal. Her anger at Gordon melted away. Her anxiety about the U.S. Open vanished. She wasn’t even thinking about her nightmares anymore. Before long, she dozed off.

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Maria pulled up to her condo and turned to her still sleeping friend, “Get up, you’re drooling all over my seatbelt.” Maria handed May a napkin from the glove box, grabbed her bag, and started walking inside. “C’mon you have to see my place.”

May started toward the stairwell before Maria stopped her, “No, you have to see the elevator. It talks.”

They stepped in the elevator and it called out the first floor as it passed it. Then, when they got to the second floor, it politely asked them to watch their step and thanked them for riding. “Isn’t that cool?!” Maria exclaimed.

Maria’s exuberance amused May, “But, we just took the elevator two stories.”

Maria replied, “For what this place cost us, I’m not taking the stairs.”

When they got inside, Maria walked May to the guestroom and said, “I’d love to give you a tour, but we’ll have to do it later ‘cause I have class.”

“That’s fine,” May replied, “I’ll see you when you get back.”

Maria remembered something just as she was rushing out the door, “I left a spare key on the kitchen counter.” Then, she rushed off to campus.

May changed some shorts and made herself at home. She looked through Maria’s Blu-Ray collection and didn’t see much she was interested in until she got to “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.” “Ok, now I just need to find something to snack on. She kind of wanted something sweet, but wasn’t sure what. It was way too early for cookies or candy. “There’s a Starbucks, up the street,” May thought, “I can get a muffin and some coffee.”

As soon as May stepped outside, she regretted not putting her sweats back on. She was wearing shorts and flip-flops with a jacket being the only season appropriate clothes she had on. It was only a block away, so she wouldn’t be outside long. May decided it wasn’t worth it to go back upstairs and change. May shuffled down the street and almost got hit by a car trying to run through traffic in front of the Starbucks.

May stared at the menu while she waited her turn. There were five guests ahead of her, but May didn’t mind. She didn’t have anywhere to be. It was nice to feel free for once. In a few minutes, she was going to curl up on her girlfriend’s couch with a movie and a treat.

With her order set in her mind, May began looking around the café. Starbucks was bustling with people eating, drinking, talking, and typing on their laptops. For a moment, she thought about what it might be like to be a college student. “Yeah, I can do this. Hang out at Starbucks all day discussing books, writing essays, and eating muffins.” May was lost in her fantasy of sitting around and getting fat when a man caught her attention.

He looked to be in his late twenties or early thirties. He looked to be about average height, but it was hard to tell with him sitting and all. His sandy hair and bright blue eyes reminded her of a boy she had a crush on in high school. May never even got to know that boy’s name. She was determined to get his attention. For May, that meant staring at him until he noticed her.

He didn’t look up from his book before May got to the front of the line. She was now only about six or seven feet away from him. She felt an exhilarating nervousness as she waited for a chance to act.

“Miss… miss!” the cashier yelled trying to get her attention. The man looked up from his book and May quickly turned away. She was embarrassed, but quickly gained her composure, “Oh, sorry. I’ll have a venti decaf latte and a Rise and Shine muffin.”

As May waited for her coffee, she decided that she’d just walk up to him and strike up a conversation. In her entire life, she’d never approached anybody. She never had to. But there was a certain freedom to being in a strange place and having her responsibilities on hold. Besides, she was way to horny to just walk away. May took her muffin and latte to his table and asked, “Is anyone sitting here?”

The man looked up and replied, “No, you can take it.”

May realized immediately that she wasn’t clear. He obviously thought she wanted to take the chair. She figured she already came this far, so why not just sit down?

He looked back up from his book and said, “Oh, I thought you wanted the chair.”

“Well, no, I… well, I’m no good at this.” May came to the sudden realization that he may recognize her, which would be terrible either way. Any decent guy wouldn’t want anything to do with her. But anyone that still wants to talk to her is probably a creep. Before he could respond, May decided to attempt to start a conversation. She extended her hand and asked, “So, what’s your name?”

He took her hand and smiled. “Evan,” he replied. She returned the smile and felt a little more relaxed. But the moment passed quickly and now he was looking at her quizzically. For a moment, she feared that he recognized her. That’s when he asked, “So, are you going to tell me your name or make me guess.”

May was relieved. She didn’t get recognized everywhere she went, but it had gotten more frequent for obvious reasons. May found him very attractive and wasn’t in the mood to be rejected. Except now, she had to come up with a name. “Amber,” she blurted out without really knowing why. “It’s Amber.”

“Well, it’s nice to meet you,” Evan replied. “So, taking a break from class this morning?”

“Oh, I’m just visiting my girl,” said May. “You go here?” she asked.

“Yes,” answered Evan, “I’m in grad school and I teach English. I live next door so the smell has me wanting coffee all the time. I thought I’d get sick of it, but, the exact opposite happened.”

Evan then went into a long description of his objection to some of the books his department makes students read. May couldn’t have found it anymore boring. Plus, he kept looking at the floor while he was talking. Regardless of his lack of confidence or whatever it was, he did have a sort of nerdy charm that she liked. So, she decided that she was going to fuck him. While he was talking, she came up with a way to get into his apartment.

“Are there any museums around here?” asked May.

“Yeah, I think…” began Evan before May interrupted him.

“Do you have a car?” she asked.

“Yes,” answered Evan.

“C’mon, you’re going to the museum with me,” May ordered with a grin. “I’m paying, so no excuses.”

Evan seemed apprehensive, “Well, I have to teach at 3.”

“We’re not going to be there for four hours,” explained May.

“Okay, this’ll be fun,” said Evan. They walked outside toward Evan’s car and May saw an opportunity to make a move. “Can I use your bathroom,” she asked “I don’t like public bathrooms, you know?”

“Sure, come on up,” Evan replied.

They walked up to the third floor and Evan put his key in the door. As soon as he opened the door she pushed him inside and began kissing him. He was only about 5’5”, so she could actually she didn’t have to pull him down much. Evan ripped off her jacket and threw it to the side. Then, he scooped her up and carried her to his bedroom. She could tell he was struggling, both because he wasn’t very strong and the fact that she was heavier than she looked. She had to weigh almost 130 lbs. by now because of all the muscle she put on recently. Plus, he had stacks of books and papers all over the floor. Nevertheless, she was pleased with the effort.

Evan stumbled and they collapsed onto the bed. Before Evan could react, May sat up on the edge of the bed and pulled him toward her so that he was sitting beside her. She yanked his sweater over his head and threw it behind a stack of books. May turned toward him and took a quick look at his slender frame. He was very skinny, but not frail looking. He’d passed her cursory inspection and that was enough for today. She noticed he was staring at the floor again, and not really doing anything. So, she took her T-shirt off and gave her tits a little squeeze. Evan’s gaze now fixed on breasts. He’d never been with a woman with such a beautiful body. “You… are… so hot,” Evan uttered.

May was brimming with confidence. She was in the best shape of her life. Even though she didn’t do it for vanity, it was still nice to be validated. May kicked off her flip-flops, grabbed his head, and spread her legs. Evan slowly pulled off her shorts and panties. He began trailing kisses all over her inner thighs. May moaned at the wonderful attention she was receiving. “Damn I picked the right guy,” said May between moans.

Evan was feeling much more confident. He quickly removed his slacks and knelt on the bed over her. He then took her right leg in his hand and extended it in the air. He kissed and licked her calf with the utmost care. As May watched him, she was surprised at how arousing it was. She could see his erection growing in his boxers, and that turned her on even more. She moved her right hand to her pussy and slowly inserted a finger. May closed her eyes as her finger slipped deep inside. When Evan saw that, it was all the encouragement he needed. He ran his tongue across her ankle, along the arch of her foot, to her big toe. May opened her eyes to see Evan sucking and licking her toes like they were candy. She was initially put off, but flattered at the same time. She just met him twenty minutes ago and now Evan was licking her feet. It actually felt kind of nice and she regretted not asking her ex to do it.

Evan was in his own world. He was paying each one of her toes careful attention. Being sure to suck and swirl his tongue around each one. May reached out for his dick, but it was too far away. “Well, he does like my feet,” she thought. May pushed his boxers to the side slightly with her left foot and Evan’s erection poked through the hole. It was smaller than she would’ve liked, but she didn’t mind. May began to gently rub his cock with her foot as she fingered herself. Evan looked down to see her pink little toes pushing up and down on his dick. May was excited by the prospect of stimulating a man in such and unconventional way. Lost in the moment, May closed her eyes. She brought her free hand up to her lips and bit down on her finger. Her arms pushed her full tits around her forearm. She slowly and deliberately massaged her clit. May focused on the tongue bath her one foot was getting while rubbing Evan’s precum into his cock with the other. She heard Evan exhale long and hard. May opened her eyes when she felt something warm and wet on her toes.

Evan was slightly slumped over breathing a contently. “Did you burst sweetie?” May asked.

Evan, finally coming to his senses, felt a little ashamed. “Yeah, sorry,” he replied.

“No, it’s my fault,” said May. She was extremely disappointed, but she didn’t want him to know that. May really did think it was all her fault. “As soon as he was hard,” she thought, “I should’ve jumped on top of him.”

May sat up on the bed and looked down at her sticky toes. She giggled a little and asked, “Where’s your bathroom, Evan?”

“Just past the kitchen on the left,” he answered.

May scooped up her clothes and hopped into the bathroom to wash off her foot. When she came out Evan was digging through a dresser drawer.

“Well, I should get going…” May said as she started out the door.

“Wait a second,” said Evan. “A friend of mine teaches art and she’s always looking for models. You’d be perfect if you’re interested.”

“Thanks,” said May as she examined the card.

“I wrote my number on the back,” said Evan reluctantly.

Trying her hardest not to sound patronizing, May replied “You’re so sweet,” and gave him a peck on the lips.

As May exited Evan’s building, she realized that she didn’t have her muffin and latte anymore. Not wanting to go back upstairs for it, she went back to Starbucks and bought another one. As May walked back to Maria’s condo, she flipped the card Evan gave her over and over – deciding whether or not to choose either of the options presented on the card.