VICKI'S REVENGE
by amazonfan
Bruce re-visits Vicki - she's all grown up now.


VICKI - 25 years old, 6' 4" tall, 225 muscular, solid pounds. Beautiful face,
large breasts, Short wavy blond hair, piercing blue eyes. BRUCE - 27 years
old, 5' 5" tall, 125 pounds, cute face, brown hair. "Twelve years," Bruce
Matthews thought as his rental car approached the outskirts of town. "I can't
believe it's been twelve years." Bruce had lived in Riverville until he was
fifteen. Then his father, who was an electrical engineer, got a job with
another company and they moved away. Bruce didn't follow his father's career
footsteps. Instead, Bruce became a salesman after college. Everyone said Bruce
was a natural because there wasn't anyone who didn't seem to take an immediate
liking to him. The amateur psychologists among us might have speculated that
the reason he was so outgoing was to compensate for his size. Bruce was barely
5'5" and weighed 127 pounds. Well, whatever the motivation was, Bruce was a
hell of a good salesman. He had, at the age of 27, just become the youngest
regional sales manager in his company's history. That promotion brought about
his relocation to the regional office that just happened to be in Riverville.
Bruce stopped in at the office to let them know he'd arrived and would be
starting after the weekend and then realized he had nothing to do for the rest
of the afternoon. He looked at his watch and seeing it was a few hours before
he'd have dinner, he decided to drive over to his old neighbourhood. He was
surprised at how little had changed. He pulled in front of 5 Meadow Lane and
stared with fond memories at the house he grew up in. Next door at 7 Meadow
Lane, a woman was tending her garden. "It's gotta be," thought Bruce, and he
hopped out of the car. "Mrs. Drake?" he called and the woman turned to face
him. Sure enough it was. The Drakes still lived at #7. Bruce and Doreen Drake
quickly got reacquainted. "Do you know where you'll be living?" she inquired.
"No, I just got into town." he answered "What I'd like to do is find some
place to rent as quickly as I can. Salesmen move around a lot, so I'm probably
not going to buy a house, at least not right away."

\u201cWell I may just have the solution you're looking for," beamed Mrs.
Drake. "Guess who became a real estate agent right here in town? Vicki! I'll
bet she'd be thrilled to help you find a place. Let me phone her." Bruce's
mind flashed back to a thirteen year old tomboy, his next door neighbour,
Vicki. He remembered she'd had a bit of a crush on him back then. Five minutes
later everything was set. Vicki had a listing for a furnished house that was
available immediately for rental. The price sounded very reasonable. Bruce
would drive over and meet Vicki there for her to show him the house. When
Bruce arrived at the property there was already a car in the driveway, which
has assumed was Vicki's. A brand new Saab. Not doing badly for a 25 year old
real estate agent, Bruce thought, walking up the drive. The front door was
ajar, so he just walked in. "Hello," he yelled, "Anybody home?" "First left
off the foyer," a voice replied. It was Vicki's voice. He turned the corner
and saw her sitting on the couch, her legs tucked underneath her. She was
glancing at a magazine. She smiled in warm recognition. Vicki had been cute as
a thirteen year old, but the face of the woman smiling at him now was
absolutely beautiful. Short wavy blond hair. Piercing blue eyes. Perfect
teeth. Radiant complexion. "I can't believe it's been a dozen years, Bruce,"
she said, "Why you've hardly changed a bit." Bruce walked towards the couch.

At that point, Vicki began to untuck her legs to stand up and greet Bruce. He
stopped dead in his tracks. Dumbfounded. He looked up at her face and her
bemused expression. Vicki was 6'4" tall, nearly a foot taller than Bruce! "I
can't say you haven't changed," he said, "Jeez, Vicki. Look how you've
changed."

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