Betting Against the Odds

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if you have never heard that word before,” she smiled at my mom, “Well ma’am that is the truth I am an 18 year old virgin and though it is embarrassing to admit it is true I just never felt that connection with someone before.”
    My mom smiled widely, “Well that is a good thing darling; so how about you join us for dinner I am making Spaghetti and meatballs.”
    Penelope nodded, “That would be fantastic on one condition do you think I can help out? I have always wanted to learn how to cook but never had a chance to my mom is not much of an eater; if you know what I mean.”
    “Oh sweetie that would be lovely but you must call me Madeline or mama I can’t stand being called my full name.”
    Penelope blushed and I did as well, “Sure but if I call you mama than you need let me see pictures of Matt’s as a baby.”
    My mom jumped up pulling down an album flipping it open, “Oh here is a whole album dedicated to him my boy liked to run around naked any chance he got,” I blushed trying to grab the album back.
    Penelope leaned over looking at it and I was momentarily distracted by her ass in the air until I heard her laugh, “Oh Matty you were adorable look at that beautiful behind of yours.”
    I leaned against her pushing my front to her back leaning in to whisper into her ear, “If you want to see my ass love all you have to do is ask me,” I felt her shiver under me as I leaned over more pushing me more fully against her curves her leaning back instinctively and then I grabbed the album and closed it holding it above my head.
    Penelope laughed trying to reach it, “Matty give it back please,” hmm I kind of like hearing her beg, “Please Matt I wanna see.”
    I smiled down at her swiping my finger down her cute little nose until I met her lips, “I will show you my glorious body later love but for now you are stuck helping my mom out.”
    I left her standing there in the kitchen her cheeks flush and her breast rising and falling hastily. Damn, I need some air.
                  Dinner was interesting not as bad as Penelope’s tea time at her house but still not that good especially because Seamus was over with his wife Nicole and he was acting like a total prick.
    My dad didn’t say anything to me but he was talking to Penelope which I appreciated; he seemed to actually like her; seeing that made me smile. But Seamus seemed to be the only one who didn’t appreciate Penelope being here and he was doing a good damn job showing it.
    “So Penelope what do you do for a living?” my dad asked her in between bites of his spaghetti.
    “Oh well I am taking a year off of school for travels but I volunteer at the hospital. I also spend a lot of time in the cancer ward with the children there,” she looked down feeling embarrassed but my mother touched her shoulder smiling softly.
    “That is lovely darling those poor babies suffering I couldn’t imagine what I would do if one of my boys had cancer just the thought of it,” my mother shook her head her eyes springing with tears.
    Penelope put her hand on my mom’s arm soothingly, “Well I can tell you it is not easy for anyone but you have to keep living because if we don’t then why are we here?”
    Everyone grew quiet until my dad broke the silence picking up his wine, “To living” we all said it as I smiled over at Penelope who smiled back.
    God her smile was beautiful. We were getting ready to leave when Seamus spoke up, “So Penelope my brother is traveling with you?” he looked towards me, “How are you affording this trip little brother?”
    I was about to answer when Penelope chimed in, “Oh I have everything taken care of,” she didn’t mean it in a snobby way but Seamus jumped on it.
    His face brightened as he smiled evilly at us, “Oh so that’s why you are hanging out with Penelope because she is rich,” he laughed smacking me on the shoulder, “It makes sense now.”
    Penelope face flushed but I just pushed him off of

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