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Summer Sale Days

By: trappedinside



I was fueling my pickup at the Shell station on Pine Island. It was about noon and I had just finished the plumbing on a new water heater installation down in St. James City. I leaned against the truck bed and immediately pulled away feeling my back burn. It was ninety-eight and metal truck beds were apparently a lot hotter than that.

I hate pumping gas these days. A fill-up when the gauge was near empty cost more than ninety dollars. Fuck me. I can't charge any more for my work and I can't get enough work close to home when I live on an island. 

I heard a dog bark. It sounded like a big one. I scanned the area but nothing resembling a dog came into view. Then I saw her. Not a dog, really not a dog. At a distance she looked tall, tan, slim, and pretty. She had come through an opening in the trees across the road from the station. The only thing beyond those trees was the Palm Isle Motor court, a small, simple short-term RV park. It was cheep, not so clean and the owners were not too interested in the comings and goings of the residents.

When she crossed the street the first thing coming into view from behind a low hedgerow was the missing K-9. It was on a leash she held in her right hand. It looked to be a Pit bull-Doberman mix and was big enough that if it chose to do so, the girl had no chance of controlling it, another example of Florida summer heat. Everything is overcome with a lack of interest. It had even given up barking.

She was maybe five foot ten. She had long lean muscular legs, short brown hair, and bare feet. She wore cut-off jeans and a t-shirt that said FUCK HATE on the front, a girl after my heart. If she weighed in at more that a hundred and fifteen pounds she would have to be holding the dog food bowl. She was no more than nineteen or twenty.

My pump was unfortunately still spinning and busting my credit card balance. I just enjoyed watching the girl walk to the entrance of the quick shop. She had an amazing ass that had a trailer park swish. She was making my dick hard from a distance. A talent not possessed by many.

She was just standing at the door and staring, then she turned and looked out across the lot toward the pumps. She scanned the entire lot and stopped when she looked at me. Admiring my ten-year old Dodge no doubt. It was a babe magnet. Yea.

I stopped joking to myself when she started to walk in my direction. What a sweet vision. She stepped around the pump and pulled hard on the leash when Fido decided to sniff my crotch. "Friendly dog you have here."

"Not really." She paused just looking at me. She said, "I need a favor."

"Hey, it's what I'm here for." I said.

"Sure." She said, "I can't go inside without shoes on. I need a pack of Marlboro Lights."

"I wear size ten. I slipped off one of my loafers."

"It would it be easer if you would just go in and get them for me." She said.

"Not for me." I replied.

"Don't you have to go in to pay?"

I took the credit card from my shirt pocket. "Magic plastic." I said and waved the card.

She turned and pulled at the dog that still seemed to have an interest in me. Only now it was staring longingly at my shoe.

"So how much are cigarettes these days?"

She stopped. "Look, it's too hot for this shit. I'm soaked from a five-minute walk across the street and I have to get back home. Will you get them for me or not?"

"What's at home?" I asked

"Nothing." She said "But if my dad calls and I'm not there he gets all pissed."

"Can't even go to the store?" I asked.

"You don't know my dad. Ever since mom bailed he's been half crazy. I can't walk the fucking dog out of his sight." She was getting quite emotional.

She held out a five-dollar bill. "Please?"

"You're going to owe me big time." I smiled at her.

"What's new." She said, "Welcome to my world."

She waited by the truck while I went inside. When I returned she was on her cell phone. When she ended the call and put the phone into her pocket I handed her the pack of cigarettes. "Business call?" I asked.

"My dad." She said, "He's at the repair shop. He said a wheel something went bad. He won't be home till around eight."

For the first time the girl was acting relaxed and not so on-edge. "Things break." I said. "Tell me, did daddy know you weren't at home?"

She stood there for a minute allowing that fact to sink in. When she finally spoke I was pretty sure she still did not get the premises of a cell phone. "I'm in lot forty-five." She looked at me with a blank stare. "If you want to come over for a while."

"What would dad say about that." I asked

"How would he know?" she replied.

"Always a possibility." I said. "Just how big is daddy anyway?

"Not to worry." She laughed. "Hell, he's never sober enough to really hurt anything." 

"Forty-five you say?"

"Yes." She turned and pulled the dog back into the sunshine. He was not happy about it be followed her anyway. He must have known the air conditioner was on at the trailer.

I drove around for about twenty minutes and checked my watch. It was one o'clock. I turned and pointed my Dodge toward the Palm Isle Motor Court. When I pulled into the space in front of Lot forty-five there was no one in sight anywhere. Everyone was buried inside their own spaces, close to the air ducts. I saw the blinds in the near window of the small camper bend down and then straighten. I walked to the door and started to knock.

The door opened before my knuckles rapped the metal and she said. "Come on, get in here before they see you." When I stepped inside she quickly closed the door and locked it. Then, as if a transformation had taken place, she became a different person. She was relaxed and acted very confidant. She slumped down into a ragged armchair, throwing one leg over the arm and reaching for her Marlboros. She lit one up and took a deep drag and held it and then let it filter out her nose. "What's your name?"

"Chuck." I said.

She smiled. "That sounds like a cut of meat." She was looking at me and running her tongue over her upper lip. "Are you?"

"Am I what?" I asked.

"A cut of meat." She said. She took another deep drag and tilted her head back and blew smoke rinks toward the ceiling. 

"Well," I hesitated. "Somewhere between a cube steak and a side of ribs."

"That leaves a lot of options." She said.

'Yea, I like options. Is there something in the butcher's case that describes you?" She was blowing smoke rings again and letting her ash fall wherever it wanted. 

"Petite filet." She said. "Buy one get one free."

"What do filets go for these days?" I inquired.

'Fifty, but remember, you get to return for a freebee at a later date." She stood up and walked to the refrigerator. She removed a package and walked to where a large chrome dog dish sat against the wall. She unwrapped the white paper and let about a pound of hamburger drop into it. The noise alerted the mix breed hound and it came trotting in from the small bedroom at the end of the camper.

She tossed the paper in the sink and walked back over beside me. "Well. Did I just waste a pound of good hamburger? If I don't keep him contented when I have company, he gets a little angry. 

I reached into my pocket and removed the fifty I have just gotten paid for the water heater job. I handed it to her. "No." she said. "If you don't think you got your monies worth, you don't have to pay." I tossed it on the coffee table and followed her into the tiny bedroom.

I reached for the buttons of my shirt and she grabbed my hands. "You do nothing. I do everything." She rose up on her toes and kissed my mouth with lips as cool and as soft as whipped cream. "Just relax and enjoy yourself. When I am finished, if there is something else you want, all you have to do is ask."

She stepped back and pulled her tee shirt over her head. She was not wearing a bra and a pair of small round very tan breasts appeared before me. She sunned in the nude, cool. She unbuttoned here jean shorts and wiggled them over her hips and let hem drop. Standing there in just a pair of bikini panties she stepped forward and finished unbuttoning my shirt. Her hands slid up my chest and over my shoulders and down my arms taking my shirt and letting it fall to the floor. She unzipped my jeans and slipped her hands down around my ass forcing my pants to gather around my ankles.

She guided me against the bed and pushed on my chest and I sat down. She knelt down and removed my shoes and socks and pulled my legs free of the jeans. She looked up into my eyes and smiled. "You know, I'm about to find out if you're a lire."

"Truth is in the eyes of the beholder." I said.

"I think that's beauty." She replied 

"You haven't even seen it yet." I said, She giggled. She took hold the top of my briefs and I lifted enough to allow her to pull them down to my ankles and off onto the floor. 

Pushing my legs apart she moved between them and put both hands on my chest. "Relax." She said and pushed me back prone on the bed. She lifted my cock, hefting it, examining it. "I think this will do just fine."

"So, closer to a rack of ribs?" 

She lowered her mouth onto me and without hesitation pushed it entirely down her throat. When she hit bottom she wiggled her mouth on it and made her throat muscles contract. She slowly pulled her mouth off of me and looked up. "More like a popsicle." She laughed.

"Great." I said.

"Hey," she said. "I happen to love popsicles. Shall I show you how much?"

"Please, be my guest." I replied

I proceeded to get the best blowjob in my entire life. She worked me for thirty minutes and every time I came close to cuming she would let her teeth graze the head or squeeze my balls a bit too tight. She would do just enough to delay the inevitable. All at once she stood with out loosing contact with my cock. She was bent nearly double and with her feet flat on the floor, she lowered her mouth down onto my entire length. With her hands folded behind her back, she was fucking me with her mouth simply by raising and lowering her torso. I let go with an enormous amount of sperm. Numerous shots entered her mouth and all was quickly dealt with.

She remained on me a long while making sure I received every bit of pleasure possible. She was a very talented young girl.

When she released my now soft cock she stood and slowly pealed her panties off. She eased herself up on me and laid on my chest. "Do you want me to go brush before I kiss you again?" I wrapped my arms around her and tried to pull her to me. " No, No." remember, I do all of the work. But I will take that as a no."

She lowered her mouth to mine and kissed me gently. She kissed my face, my neck and across my chest. "Slide up on the bed a little." And I obeyed.

She reached down and took my soft member and arranged it flat on my abdomen and then let her pussy settle down onto its side. She began to slowly pull her cunt along my cock, up and down. She was very wet and she was coating my shaft. She would let her tits brush across my chest, She would pause to kiss me and suck on my neck. But she never lost sight of her primary target, which was using her pussy to stroke my penis back to life.

"Well, well, look who's wide awake." She said. She took my cock and raised her hips and guided it to her sex. "How do you like it Chuck?"

"What?" I was in a bit if a blur, Sort of caught off guard.

"Slow or fast?" she asked

"Slow."

"Deep or shallow?" She whispered

"Deep." 

"Do you like for the girl to stop when you cum and just hold you inside or do you like for her to keep fucking you while you blow your load in her?"

'Both;" I blabbered, "Both."

"Sorry, Can't have both. Not right now anyway."

"Just keep going then." I was breathing hard and I wasn't even inside of her yet.

"Good choice." She said. "One of my favorites."

There was scratching on the door. "Thor, lay the fuck down." She yelled it. Surprisingly, the other side of the door became very quiet. I envisioned the big hound dropping right there so no one could enter or exit the bedroom.

She held my cock and eased down onto it. She would stop and pump a bit to help the lubrication and then she would drop a bit lower. Every time she did this, she would offer a sweet moan of pleasure and I didn't know if it was for my benefit or if she really was feeling that good about what she was doing to me. And right now I didn't care.

When her cunt lips bumped the base of my cock the first time, she rubbed her clit onto my pubic area. Then, she rose till she all but let the head spring free and then dropped back down to stimulate her clit again. She continued that move with gradually increasing tempo. She rode me like the experience cowgirl that she was. I finally got the idea and we were both enjoying the afternoon.

I was surprised when she laid her head down on my chest and she was still humping onto me with amazing speed. She was gasping for air; she had both hands full of sheets twisted into knots. She started moaning and grunting and pounding her cunt down onto me. Then, she froze in midair. It sounded almost like she was weeping. She settled down and I could feel the wall muscles of her pussy contracting and I felt a lot of juices flowing from her, down my shaft, down my crack and onto the bed.

"Fuck me." She said.

"I think I just did." I responded

'I can't remember the last time I had an orgasm. I'm so sorry."

I let my hand caress her hair. "You should never apologize for something like that. It was amazing and I was quite proud I was a part of it."

"It is supposed to be about you. That's what you're paying for."

"What I thought I was paying for was pleasure and I don't thing I've ever enjoyed anything more." I said. She stood up and walked out of the room. 

I started to think about getting dressed when she called from the other room and said. "Don't move."

I laid back and heard the refrigerator door, probably time for another feeding.

She returned with two bottles of cold beer. The air conditioner was on high and I was lying with a very talented beautiful girl. Let the sun shine down.

When we had finished the beer she moved to beside me. She reached up and pulled two pillows to her midsection and placed them under her. She stretched out on her stomach. She spread her legs and looked at me. She placed a small tube of lubricant in my hand then leaned over and kissed me softly. "Don't be stingy, I need a lot. I'm kind of small."

"Maybe we shouldn't do this." I offered.

"Maybe we should." She replied

She turned her head away from me and said. "Now. You deserve something special."

I turned over and knelt between her legs. She voluntarily spread them till her knees were straight out to ser sides. The move forced her ass into the air. I used my fingers to spread her cheeks; I squeezed a liberal amount of lube onto her anus. I slowly rubbed the oily goo over her brown opening and gradually let the tip of a finger enter her. She didn't flinch. I pushed the entire finger into her and her ass lifted. I slowly worked the digit in and out of her rectum. And she began to respond by slowly circling her hips.

'Use two." She said. 

I offered a second finger to her anus and it joined the first. I slid it into her fully and began to finger fuck her. I was not the first visitor to her most private place but I could have cared less.

"Do me. Please."

I replaced my fingers with the head of my now lubed cock and braced myself. I didn't want to hurt her. I held the head to her rear entrance and put only slight pressure against her. I hesitated just a moment when she raised her hips and shoved backwards and my cock entered her about four inches.

She gasped and wadded up the bed covers in her fists. Her head was forced into the mattress. "Please, fuck me." She cried.

I pushed into her and then withdrew. I pulled out to the head and her anal muscle squeezed tight around me preventing removal. I pushed again and she grunted and gasped and arched her back to me. With my next advance I sank my full length into her ass and she started stammering. "Fuck......me.....fuck.....feels.......oh......God.......fuck...."

She was shoving at me as fast and hard as I could push into here. She released the sheets she had gathered in her hands and reached down and grabbed her ass cheeks. To my surprise she used her fingers to spread her cheeks wide apart. She was providing me with an additional inch or so in which to enter her.

As I shoved again I felt my cock slide deep into her bowels. She was sobbing and fucking herself onto me and moaning loudly. When my climax roared up from within me, I continued to pump her letting my seed go, coating the walls of her rectum.

We lay there for a long time and she never indicated that my weight was uncomfortable to her. When I finally found the energy to roll away, she only then sat up and went to the bathroom. When she returned she had a hot washcloth and a towel and she proceeded to clean my private parts. "You should go." She said

I had dressed and walked into the living room where she sat in a fresh tee and panties. The dog was setting on the floor at her feet. "Well, I guess I'll see you around." I said.

She smiled up at me and then lit another cigarette. She stuck her foot out and ran it up my leg settling on my crotch. "Don't forget. I told you, today was two for one." There was a small piece of paper stuck between her toes. I took it, dropped it into my shirt pocket and walked out into hundred degree sunshine and immediately started to sweat.

I started my truck and pulled out of the RV court. I turned east and headed for the bar. After I arrived, reentered the air-conditioned world and got my first Rolling Rock, I took the paper from my shirt pocket. There was a phone number and a short note. "Two for one every Tuesday. Call first."

God, I do love Summer Savings? 

Summer Sale Days Ch. 02



It had been three weeks since I had met the girl from the trailer park. I couldn't get her out of my mind and yet I could not convince myself to call her number. She was way too sweet and young to be my lover; that only left her being my hooker connection and I wasn't sure that was a relationship I wanted. As good as it was

I admit that I drive by her place; sometime in the late evening and sometime during the day. It was ten thirty and I was leaving the local bar heading home. My old Dodge truck however decided to go see..........Fuck me,,,,,,,I keep forgetting that she never told me her name. Well, I thought, I never bothered to ask.

I eased the truck into the narrow shaded lane and killed the lights. The end of her camper was just visible on the left. It was a hot dry night and I left the truck and walked toward the edge of the trees. Trailer girl was standing out front leaning on the driver side window of a big newer something or other. I didn't know one car from the other and didn't care.

She was leaning over at ninety degrees with her elbows on the door and her feet wide apart. A lot of leg was showing below very short cut-offs. The cropped tee she wore was sharing a good bit of bare waistline to boot. She was still barefoot; the girl had no pride, barefoot in public.

She turned to the camper and called out. "Dad, I'm going out for a while." Well that made no since at all. The last time we met she had said that her father got upset whenever she was out of his sight.

A tall guy got out and let Trailer girl slide into the front seat. The dome light revealed a second person already in the passenger seat. I raced back to my truck and fired it up. It was more that tedious steering out of the court with no lights. As soon as I saw the big car turn onto a side street I switched on my headlights and followed at a safe distance.

They drove the main island road south for more than four miles. When the car turned right onto a shell surfaced narrow road; I waited. A thousand feet up it turned into a driveway and soon their headlights went dark. I turned, found a wide place to pull over, locked the truck and crept thru sparse woods toward the house. I emerged near the rear of the house and since I had no idea where they would be, I crept to the back to find a screened lanai with a very nice pool inside, The yard was wide open grass but there was a cluster of Hibiscus bushes at the near corner of the screened porch. I crouched and made my way between the bushes and the screen. There was a pair of cushioned recliners providing me a decent cover. I waited some time and thought I might try to make my way around the house, maybe find a bedroom window the without shades pulled.

A scrapping sound came from the sliding glass door dragging across warped metal tracks. An average Joe stepped into view carrying an average Budweiser. Another average but taller Joe emerged leading my very not so average trailer girl. Both average, I was feeling better for a reason I didn't quite understand. Great, I thought, I'm now jealous of two typical guys with a hooker.

Tall guy led her to the corner of the pool deck nearest to me but against the back wall of the house. There was a futon in the couch position and tall guy grabbed the front edge, lifted, pulled and it dropped into the bed position. Goody for him.

She found the bottom of her tee and pulled it over her head and dropped it. No foreplay tonight, I thought, No bra either. The shorter guy was loosing his gear, as was tall guy. Trailer girl unsnapped, unzipped and pealed shorts and panties in one pull. She kicked sandals to the side and stood there ready for action. The tall one took her by the arm and sat her in the bed. She immediately took that to mean he wanted a blow and she took his cock and began licking it and then let her mouth surround it. She lowered her head and let in glide into her, sliding it down her throat. She was magical and I could even feel her on me. Short guy was stroking himself as she was pulled off of the cock and pushed back onto the bed. Everyone is always in a hurry, I thought. She pulled the cock with her as she went and the guy landed between her legs. She guided him to her and he began to grind into her.

When she pulled her legs over his back and locked ankles was the first time she showed any real interest in their fucking. She lifted herself to him and he was grunting and she moaned. She was uttering things to him that I couldn't understand and maybe he couldn't either. He was hitting her harder with every stroke and I could tell he was not long for this world. When he unloaded, he was locked inside of her as deep as he could get, pumping his seed into her. 

Finished, he planted a kiss on her forehead and rose up. He patted his friend on the shoulder and said. "You're on." He walked out toward the kitchen where the refrigerator light came on. His buddy was already on her when my attention returned to the futon. This fellow was heading over the edge at light speed. He was stroking wildly and the girl just lay there with the look of a complete lack of interest. He was grunting cum into her when his pal returned with more beers.

They had untwined themselves and were all setting on the bed leaning against the wall of the house. They were talking but quietly and I couldn't understand anything. When she finally crawled off of the bed, the tall guy got up, found his pants and produced a small wad of bills and handed them to her. She was holding her shorts and she stuffed the bills into a pocket. Then the buddy got up and said something to his pal and then tall guy put his mouth to her and kissed her and said something into her ear. She nodded.

Buddy got up and found his jeans and removed another stash of cash. He pealed off some bills and gave them to her and she shoved them into another pocket. She dropped her pants; the show might not be over.

Tall guy left and his buddy lay down on his back. Trailer girl sat down on the bed and leaned in and took the soft penis into her mouth, an attempt to revive it I suspected. She had been working on him for a few minutes when the tall guy returned. She pulled the cock from her mouth, straddled him and sank down on the now erect cock. 

Once fully on him she leaned over onto his chest and kissed him. The tall guy knelt behind her and aimed a very shiny oily cock at her backside. When he shoved forward she grunted and then as he slid fully into her, she moaned a moan I had heard before and I was jealous once again.

She fucked them both, raising and lowering her ass to please both men. She slid onto cock and rose to feel yet another. She was putting everything into her assignment and her two students were learning what it meant to fuck real talent. When they came, it was in unison calling out profanities and there was sweat soaking the bed. She was feeling sperm gush into her from both sides and she was rocking herself through a small but very welcome climax of her own.

My legs were cramped and growing numb when they finally dressed and said good byes. She walked out with the tall guy who was going to take her home.

I waited to hear the car pull away and raced through the trees to my truck. When I arrived home I went straight to the showers; I washed, beat off and then washed again. I fell asleep wondering what her name was.



Summer Sale Days Ch. 03



I was lying on the sofa watching the Cubs get their asses handed to them once again. Leading four to two in the ninth and the bull pin offers up a floater to Carlos Beltran, who with two on, sends it over the ivy. The Cardinals add the their division lead and my Cubs float ever lower toward the worst season in twenty years and that, my friends, is a true accomplishment. 

Speaking of losers, my doorbell was buzzing and my neighbor had called earlier, promising to bring me some fresh sea trout; he fishes everyday. When I opened the door, my trailer girl pushed her way past me. She stood in the middle of the floor, hands on her hips. "Are you fucking crazy?" she inquired.

"Believed so by many." I answered.

"Don't go funny on me." She demanded. "How many fucking old Dodge trucks do you think there are around here"

I was trying to count on my fingers. "Three I think."

"Fuck you, I think." She countered. "Why were you parked on Marina drive last night?"

"Was that the name of the street? Because I have to be honest, I could not see the sign in the dark. I think it's about time we readdress the street light issue."

"It's not funny you fuck. Maybe you don't approve of what I do. I don't give a fuck." She emphasized every syllable of the last sentence. "It is what I do, period. Stay out of my business." She looked at me as serious as a drop dead gorgeous twenty-year old can.

"Mushroom hunting." I said

"Fuck you." She said

"Can't argue, it does sound a little better that mushroom hinting." I countered.

A smile came across her face and she was trying desperately to prevent it. "Only a little better?" she asked

"I can tell you have never had a Morel omelet." Is explained

"No." she grinned. "I haven't" she moved near me and hugged me. "I mean it." She said. "No more following me." She looked up to me and offered her lips and I took them. 

"Next time I bring the dog." She said and I knew she was serious.

"How did you get out without daddy catching you?" I asked

"Don't worry about it'" she said.

"Or you'll get the dog, right?"

"I will if I have to." She said. "I need your help." She added.

"Anything to keep the dogs at bay." I said

"I need you to go with me. You don't have to do anything, just be there." She said

"You nee me to carry the groceries or something?" I asked "Wait, didn't you just tell me to stay out of your business?"

"You do nothing, just walk in with me, set down, say nothing." She detailed. "I have a new......client....maybe. I'm just not sure so I need to feel safe until I meet them once."

"I can do safe." I said. 

"Yes, but can you do quiet." She asked.

"Does this involve you getting undressed? I asked

"It might." She said

"It's possible I will moan." I explained

"Quietly, quiet moaning is allowed."

"When do we do this?" I asked.

"Right now, I'm late. I had to stop and straighten out my boyfriend"

"Simple task. I shouldn't have taken you too long. Look I'm straight already." I said, "Why did he need straightened out?"

"He fucking won't keep his nose out of my business." She said

"Maybe you need to find a new boyfriend." I said

"Be careful what you ask for." She replied, "Lets go if you're going."

When I returned from my bedroom I had added a long tee shirt to my attire and my 32-chrome revolver was clipped to my belt at the small of my back. It wasn't a location that allowed for a quick draw but I was not a quick draw kind of guy and I figured that if something was to occur it would be directed at her and not me and I would have time to ease it out.

I stopped her at the door and turned her around. "If we are going to be partners a need to know your name." The look on her face told me that she just realized she had never told me.

"We are not partners." She said, "You are not partners with Sarah Brooks."

"This way partner." I said

Sarah drove, I rode, the air conditioner hummed and her tanned legs grew longer every time she pumped the clutch pedal. She was in a pale blue button front blouse with short sleeves; nicely pressed but totally out of character for her. She wore cream-colored Bermuda shorts with coordinated sandals. No jewelry and no makeup. Her short mousy hair was as neatly styled as possible but it still had this sort of wild fly-a-way look.

We pulled into a suburban address on Oakmont Circle, definitely an upper-class location. The place was large with a four-car garage on the side. There was one garage door open and Sarah pulled the car inside without hesitation. She checked her appearance in the rear view mirror and said, "Lets go."

The door to the house opened to reveal a woman in her early forties. Her hand reached first for a white switch panel and pushed a button lowering the garage door. Next her hand extended to Sarah. "I expected you would come alone." She said.

"I'm sorry," Sarah offered. "This is Chuck. I like to feel safe when I meet someone for the first time. I'm sure you understand."

"I guess." She said. "Come in, please. We sat in a small cozy room filled with sunlight from a wall of glass. The room was filled with potted plants and antiques and the walls were covered in art. We had drinks and the two of them chatted for nearly an hour. I sat quiet and casually let my eyes hunt for bugs crawling on the leaves.

The conversation was strained because obviously the two had no similar life experiences to share. Sarah finally stood and asked the woman, I over heard her name was Blair, to show her around the house. I accurately guessed that it was her was of saying it was time to move on and where is the bedroom.

Sarah took Blair's hand as they walked through he house. I followed quietly behind. When they entered the master suite Blair looked at Sarah and asked. "Will he wait for you or should we find him a chair in here?"

Sarah looked at me and answered. "I just recently found out that he likes to watch."

"Crawl under a Hibiscus bush one time and you're labeled a peeping Tom for ever." I said and Sarah gave me a look that said if I spoke again I would endure the wrath of Thor. 

I sat in a comfortable armchair next to a table with a lamp and magazines. Well. If I get bored, I thought.

Sarah led Blair to the bed and began to unbutton her blouse. As Blair sat down, Sarah slipped every button slowly through its hole and gradually she pulled it free of the waistband if her shorts and slipped it from her shoulders, letting it flutter to the floor. She stood there in a lace bra that cupped the underside of her small breasts with the tops of her nipples slightly revealed. Blair looked on as she let one hand press lightly between her legs over of her skirt.

Sarah slipped off her shoes and Blair reached for the buttons on her own blouse. Sarah immediately took hold of her hand. "Wait." She asked. "I would like to do that." Blair lowered her hands back to her lap. Sarah unbuttoned her shorts, unzipped them and folded them open. Silk bikini panties were visible. She slid them over her hips and stepped out of them one leg at a time, and dropped them.

She stood still and Blair was admiring her amazing body. She pushed her thumbs into the top of her panties and rolled them to mid hip and stopped, then a bit farther. They were in a tight roll directly across her sex. Her bare smooth mound showed clearly. She was teasing Blair and Blair was visibly aroused. She turned to face me. She looked directly at me and leaned forward thrusting her perfect ass toward Blair. 

Blair reached for Sarah and Sarah let her take hold of her panties and ease them down and off. But when Clair leaned farther wanting to place a kiss on that sweet rear, Sarah stood and turned back to her. "Just what did you thing you was going to do?" Sarah asked.

Blair was in a trance and didn't answer. Sarah lifted Blair and began to unbutton her top. She did it slowly and let her fingers rub against Blair's breasts. She pulled the top off and tossed it aside. Blair had nice full medium sized tits and Sarah cupped them and squeezed them within her soft cotton bra. Sarah reached behind Blair pulling them as close as they had yet been. She leaned in and kissed her host a soft but passionate kiss and pushed her tongue between Blair's lips. She held the kiss as she released the snaps and pulled the bra over Blair's shoulders and down her arms. She held it up then let it fall from her fingertips.

Sarah looked down and saw Blair was wearing loafers. "Kick you shoes off." She instructed. Blair slid off both shoes and let her feet push them out of the way. Sarah slipped two fingers into the waist of Blair's slacks. She let her fingers slip as far down as possible. She moved them across Blair's stomach letting them brush the top of per panties. Blair leaned her head on Sarah's shoulder and closed her eyes; her breathing was erratic. 

I'm sure I saw Sarah smile. She slipped free the button of Blair's slacks and tugged on the zipper. I don't know if it was the sound or the zipper or feeling Sarah's hand so near her sex but Blair moaned into Sarah's neck. Her slacks were eased over her hips and they fell to the carpet. Blair was a true beauty. Slim tan body with a tight rump and erect breasts. 

Sarah pushed Blair into a sitting position then knelt and pulled the pants free. She stood and looked at Blair. "You are beautiful." She said. 

Blair was in a trance. She didn't or couldn't respond. "Alright then." Sarah said. "Up on the bed with you." Blair raised a knee and used her foot to push herself onto the center of the bed. Sarah eased up beside her and was resting on he knees. She let her hands slide over Blair's shoulders and along her sides, massaging her breasts, caressing her stomach. "Take you panties off for me." Sarah instructed.

Blair let her hands find the top of them and she tugged them over her hips; she drew her knees near and her panties were free. Sarah took them and brought them to her face. "They're very wet." Sarah said and Blair just looked on. "Should I take that as a complement?" Sarah asked. Blair just nodded her agreement. Sarah tossed them over her shoulder.

Sarah moved to between Blair's legs and her fingers began to caress her inner thighs, slowly traveling from knee to crotch and back again. Each pass caused Blair to move her legs wider until her legs were touching both sides of the bed. Sarah knelt down and kissed her naval. She let her tongue rim it and Blair's stomach twitched each time.

Blair brought her hand to the top of Sarah's head and Sarah reached for it and placed it on the bed, then her fingers gently fondled that hand. She looked at Blair and said. "I know how to drive, baby." 

Sarah lowered her mouth to Blair's sex and placed a kiss right on her protruding clit and Blair bucked her hips and gasped. Sarah sucked on it and her tongue began to flick if rapidly. Blair rolled her hips in small circles and grunted. She gasped for air when Sarah pulled off of her. "No," she moaned.

"All in good time." Sarah said. She took Claire's legs and pushed them to her chest and then apart. She lowered again and ran he tongue from Blair's clit down between her swollen lips, pausing at her entrance and then she lowered even farther and gently licked Blair's back door. Blair started humping again and a long low moan left her lips.

Sarah inched back up and her lips opened Blair like a flower and she pushed her tongue into her. She forced it deep and sucked it back and pushed again. Blair was expelling fluid and Sarah's face was coated. She fucked Blair like that for ten minutes and Blair rode out an amazing orgasm. Sarah all but ignored it and just continued to use her tongue as a dick to fuck this woman.

Blair was wet with sweat and her legs were now motionless on the bed. Sarah withdrew her tongue and turned her attention back to the now erect clit. She lowered her mouth back on it and sucked in into her mouth. She pressed her mouth down on Blair and Blair gasped. "Fuck......Holy.......Shhhhhh..." Blair uttered.

Her legs rose into the air and wrapped around Sarah's head and she bucked through a climax like I've never seen. She had both hands full of Sarah's hair. Her head was bent forward at a painful angle as she tried to watch what Sarah was doing to her.

Sarah held that clit captive until Blair had finally dropped her head back on the bed. Her legs lost grip and leveled back to her sides. Her fingers were the last to turn loose and when they did Blair just kept running her fingers through Sarah's hair and then rubbing the back of her head. Finally she was just using a single hand to gently pat her head. "Fuck me." She said.

Sarah got up and went to the bathroom. Blair turned her head toward me and smiled. When Sarah came out of the bathroom she walked not to the bed but to me. Standing beside me she said. " So, I suppose you will be incorrigible from now on?"

I looked up and said. "You got me like a Bass on a sharp hook."

She had a washcloth and a small towel in her hands when she returned to the bed. She moved Blair's legs apart and placed the warm wet cloth onto her sex. She waited and then used her fingers to slowly slide the cloth over her pussy and along her inner thighs. She passed it over her abdomen and then used the towel to dry her off.

"I suppose it would be very unfair to ask you to do that again?" Blair asked. 

"Not if you can multiply by hundred my two." Sarah said.

"I am very good at math." Blair said.

Sarah took the towels and tossed them toward the bathroom door. "So much for these." She leaned in and kissed her on the mouth. 

You sure you're up to this?" Blair asked.

"You sure you are." Sarah replied. "You just lay her and let your energy return and I am going to go find a beer. Please tell me there's beer."

"There is beer." Blair said

When Sarah returned she had two beers and passed one to me. "Don't gulp it, I'm going to be a while."

"Enjoy your work, I always say."

"What's wrong funny man? Is that the best you got?" She taunted.

I thought about it. When she turned I said. "You are what you eat." I saw her ass wiggle.

She moved on to the bed and straddled Blair's legs. "Where were we." She said.

Blair laughed. "I was floating in space, I'm not sure where you were."

Sarah moved up and kissed Blair again. "I was between your legs. Is that where you want me?"

"Can I just keep you there permanently? "

"Now you're being silly." Sarah said.

"Sorry." Blair said

"Don't' be sorry." Sarah said lets just be realistic. "You trust me Blair."

"Yea, I would say I do." Blair said.

"Good." Sarah hooked her right leg and easily rolled her onto her stomach. She pulled two pillows from the bed and with a hand under her waist lifted Blair up and pushed the pillows under her midsection.

She moved the hair away from her neck and kissed it. She started kissing down Blair's back. "Now you lust relax and let me do this." She kissed and sucked her waist and lower back. When she reached her hips she made it a point to kiss every inch of her.

Blaire was responding, rocking her hips slightly. She tried to spread her legs but Sarah knees prevented it. "Don't rush it baby." She said. "Lets take our time."

Sarah used her fingers to spread Blair's ass cheeks. She lowered her mouth, licked her lips, puckered and placed a wet kiss on her anus. Blair moaned again. Sarah used her tongue to trace circles around her brown treasure. Blair tried to make her anus relax. She humped at her lover's mouth.

Sarah pushed her mouth into Blair and her tongue slipped into her ass. Blair gasped. "Yes." She said. "Oh, yes." 

Sarah raised her right leg and Blair slid her own wide and out of the way. Sarah raised her left and Blair repeated the move. Sarah began to fuck the woman's ass with her tongue and Blair was shoving herself onto that wonderful mouth. Sarah brought a middle finger to Blair's vagina and slowly pushed it into her. Blair whimpered. 

Sarah spent the next five minutes fingering her cunt and tonguing her anus and Blaire was riding a wave of pleasure. She was right on the crest of it but she wanted to feel it crash over her. Sarah put her hand on Blair's tummy and lifted her and dropped her mouth to that sweet protruding clit. When she sucked it into her mouth the wave rolled over Blair. She was rapidly raising and lowering her ass and Sarah struggled to maintain a grip on that clit. Blair cried out and whipped her head from side to side. She wrenched bedding in her fingers and her juice flowed onto Sarah's tongue. 

Blair experienced a number of aftershocks that brought a contraction of her vagina walls and made her hips jerk forward. Each time she did she would pull Sarah off of her clit and she would moan in regret. Sarah would simply lean in and take the clit back into her mouth and allow Blair's ride continue. "Fuck me." Blair said.

Sarah finally pulled her face from between Blair's ass cheeks. She laid her head on Blair's leg and patted her tight little ass. "Again? You're kidding, right?" 

Sarah went into the bathroom once again. When she returned she again had washcloth and towel and proceeded to clean and dry her client. It had been a very arousing energy draining session for Sarah and her body was aching for release but this was business and her needs would have to wait.

"I what to please you." Blair said

"That's not what this is about baby." Sarah returned. As she caressed Blair's soft ass she let a finger slip down onto her butt crack. 

"It could be." Blair said.

Sarah was on her knees on the bed and rubbing Blair's rump.

"Tell you what." Sarah offered. "I have an idea but I'll tell you right now." She hesitated and then turned Blair onto her back. She bent to lower her mouth to Blair's. They kissed like long time lovers.

"What were you going to tell me?" Blair asked.

"You're not getting a fucking discount for this." Sarah said. She swung her leg over Blair's chest and straddled her facing the foot of the bed. She adjusted herself and then lowered herself onto Blair.

Blair was eager and ready and she shoved her tongue into Sarah. She drew her hand to Sarah's hips and held her as Sarah began to glide herself over Blair's mouth. 

Sarah let her fingers lower to her sex and she spread her pussy lips wide and Blair worked her mouth along the length of Sarah's butterflyed lips.

Sarah bent over and pulled Blair's legs into the air and dropped her mouth onto that sweet muff for the third time today. She kissed it and sucked it and she rocked on Clair's tongue. She was so aroused her climax was coming as fast as she could ever remember.

When she knew it was imminent she left Blair's cunt, she sat up and she slipped her hands to the back of Blair's neck and laced her fingers together. As she rose to her knees she drew Blair's head up with her. She tugged on Blair and forced her face onto her cunt. Sarah began sliding her pussy across Blair's lips, riding her tongue. She was pulling at the back if Blair's neck so hard her head was being forced backwards. She started to cum and juice flooded Blair's mouth and ran across her face. She floated off into a cloud for minutes. 

When she finally realized her ride was ending she looked down at Blair who was in obvious discomfort. She let Blair's head drop back to the bed and lifted herself off and crawled to the edge of the bed. She sat there with her legs hanging over the edge.

"Mom, What the fuck." Three heads spun to see a young daughter standing in the doorway. She was holding her schoolbooks. She was wearing the typical rich-girl private school plaid skirt, white blouse, complete with tie and dark blue cotton jacket.

Before anyone could speak. She spun and raced down the hallway. When we heard a door slam and the lock click, we all realized the afternoon had come to an end. 





Summer Sale Days Ch. 03



Sarah gathered her clothes and dressed. Blair did not appear nearly as upset as you would have expected. She was up and in the bathroom and her clothes still lay where they had been dropped a couple of hours earlier.

When Blair emerged she came over to Sarah and put her arms around her. "I'm so sorry." Sarah offered.

Blair shook her head. "She will be fine, this isn't the first time." Blair smiled and shrugged and said. "Come with me." We followed her into what was apparently the den or home office. She opened a desk drawer and took out cash. She counted out four one-hundred dollar bills. She replaced to remaining cash and closed the drawer. When she picked up the money, she walked around the deck and leaned against it.

She reached out and slipped a finger into the waist for Sarah's jeans and pulled her to her. Sarah wrapped her arms around her neck and they kissed. She folded the four hundreds and tucked it into her pocket. "That's too much." Sarah said.

"That's not nearly enough." Blair responded.

We backed out of the garage with Blair standing in the doorway. She was still naked, still looking fantastic. 

"I suppose you think your entitled to a share for standing guard." Sarah said

"Didn't do that much." I said

"No, you didn't" she replied

"Hey, I wasted a whole day." I countered.

"Wasted? Really? You fucking pervert, I bet you're so horny you would beg for a blow job right now."

"Please?" I said.

"Fuck me." She said but then she pulled to the curb. She smiled at me. You drive and she got out and walked around the car to my door.



Summer Sale Days Ch. 04



Sarah the trailer park girl was good to her word; she blew me all the way home. Well, she blew me to the third red light when I let go with all of the pent up desires created from watching two beauties go at each other for hours. After that I figured she just sort of played with my soft little tool to keep from getting bored.

I haven't seen her in two weeks. I've been laying kind of low with the temperatures in the hundreds. No one wants any work done in this weather and with out an influx of cash a visit to Sarah out of the question. 

I was setting there watching the news when my front door opened. I usually keep it locked and it startled me. I looked up to see Sarah standing in the doorway. 

"Want to watch?" she asked.

"I am." I said. "Matlock is about to catch this prick who's been going around killing old people and Ben Matlock is pissed."

"If I turn the fucking thing off will the guy get away?" she asked.

"I'm afraid to risk it." I said.

"There are more that enough old people to go around. Two or three, you'll never miss." She picked up the remote and switched the set off.

She straddled me in the armchair. Lowered her lips and kissed me. I let my hand slide along her leg and up onto her outer thigh. She pulled my hand out from under her skirt. "You can have all you want tomorrow but tonight I'm working, sorry."

"You work too much." I said.

"Girl's got to eat." She replied

"That's what I said, you work too much." My mind was wandering back to her latest session with Blair.

"Well, what I might be eating tonight won't wet you appetite as much as Blair did." She said.

"And yet you want me to go watch?" is responded.

She wrapped her arms around my neck. "What I want is for you to come with me, to stick out your chest and look real tough. I want you to set in a corner and intimidate people. I want them to think you are a ball buster."

"I thought that was what the dog was for?" I said.

"He gets car sick." She said

"Punk dog." I said.

"You tell him that." She challenged.

"Where you going?" I inquired

"I need to know you'll go first." She said

"You know I'll go." I said.

"Gulf Coast University." She said.

"Holy fuck, your farm has no fences." I said 

She giggled. "It's not what you think." She said

"Baby, you have no idea what I'm thinking right now." I said. "How many?" I asked

"How many what?" she said

"Guys." I answered 

'I'm not sure." She said. I waited. "Just two."

"Really? Two frat boys?" I clarified.

"They're not frat boys." She said. I waited again. "You need to trust me."

When I finally consented to going with her, I gathered up my trusty 32 and slipped it onto my belt and covered it the best I could with my tee shirt.

Sarah was quiet on the way over to the university. I didn't think that was a real good sign. She was wearing a white tee and a plaid skirt and knee socks with black penny loafers. I wondered where she got all of this stuff and where she kept it all in that little camper. Her short hair was in its normal state of sexy dishevel. 

She drove onto the university campus and we cruised a number of streets before she turned into a driveway. The sign said Physical Therapy Department. There were only a few cars around. It dawned on me that school was not in session. The buildings were all dark. Sarah drove to the rear of the building to a small parking lot with one other car, a Mercedes 450 SL. 

When we were parked she took a deep breath and blew it out. "You alright?" I asked.

"No" she said.

"Then lets go home." I offered.

"No." she said

"I don't understand." I replied.

"Don't have to." She said. "You just have to stay with me."

"I'm right here to the end." I said

"Bad choice of words." She said

She took my hand and put in between both of hers. "Don't judge me.' She said. "That's the only thing I can't accept."

We walked to a rear door and went in. The place was very dark and quiet. "224." She said

"What?"

"Room 224." She repeated.

We found a set of wide squeaky wooden stairs and took them. Once up stairs I started to check the numbers on the doors, 218, 220, 222, "Here." I said. "Room 224." 

Sarah sucked in air and looked at me and I had no idea what she expected me to say. I remained quiet and felt my side; my gun was still there. 

I opened the door and Sarah walked in first. It was a long narrow storeroom room. There were pieces of exercise equipment and some gymnastic stuff. There was a dim light at the far end of the room and two men stood, talking and they turned to look at us. The men were in their late forties, well groomed and well dressed. One was in a black linen pullover and tan linen slacks. The other was wearing a white cotton tee and Black slacks. There was nothing exceptional about them. Not overly muscled up, their eyes seemed clear. And there were no weapons in site. Only noticeable characteristic was that they were both black. Sarah had her arm around mine as we approached. 

One man looked as Sarah and nodded at me. "Who's this?"

"A friend." Sarah said.

"You didn't mention a friend." He said.

"Yea, well, we all have them, don't we?" Sarah was sounding tough but I could tell she was using it as a shield. She was frightened or at least nervous.

"You just here for moral support? No other involvement?" The man was talking to me. 

I waited long enough to give Sarah a chance to speak. The last time this happened she insisted I remain quiet. When she said nothing. I said, "You play nice, you won't know I'm here."

"Sure." He said. "So, I'm Carl and this my brother Darren. I teach physical rehab and he is just visiting from Chicago. He's recently divorced. He's in town to celebrate.

"Sure." Sarah said

"So you understood what we discussed earlier?"

"Sure." Sarah said

"Sure." He said

He and his brother started getting undressed. Sarah starting to unbutton her skirt, "Wait." He said. So Sarah just stood there and watched the two men disrobe. They were toned enough I guess, nothing special. There cocks were only slightly above average. Couldn't know for sure until they had full erections. Once nude, they both walked over to a stack of maybe five blue vinyl floor mats and then motioned for Sarah to join them. I hopped up on a nearby table and settled in.

They positioned Sarah between them and the one in back pulled up her tee so it was rolled up above her breasts. He slid her sports bra up too and started massaging her tits and rubbing her nipples between his fingers. She raised her right hand and put it behind his head and held on to him. 

The one in front raised her skirt and tugged her panties down just below her hips. They fondled her for a while and then the two lowered her to her knees and she accepted the cock in front of her. She licked the fat head and ran her tongue over it and opened her mouth and took it inside.

The other one was stroking his rod and letting it bounce on her shoulder. She released the one in front and turned her head and kissed the one pointing at her from behind. She mouthed the head of it then returned her attention to the dick dangling in front of her. She placed her hand at its base and stroked it into her mouth while she used her tongue to tease the head. He started rocking his hips to her rhythm. And she pumped him faster. 

Just as the man was getting serious, she left him stranded and turned to take the rear guy into her mouth. She twisted to give him better access to her mouth. He pumped into her and took a hand full of her hair and guided her down onto him. He was aggressive and pushing himself deep down her throat but Sarah wasn't struggling so I sat still. I was aware that Sarah had a way of letting a cock slide all the way down her throat and still breath by controlling the timing of the thrusts. It's how she was dealing with the guy now. It was working, the man tensed up and grunted and said something vulgar when he came in her mouth and he held her on him while she swallowed. 

When he let go of her hair the man in front turned her head to him and pushed his cock into her just like the first one did. These fellows were very aggressive. I reached under my tee and unsnapped the holster flap. Sarah was being pulled onto the second dick and was letting it sink far down into her throat; She was grabbing air through her nose when he pulled out. She was performing an amazing feat, as the cock, now fully inflated, was a dominant seven plus inches and quite thick. Her man was thrusting with vigor and he had his hands on the sides of her face and was saying things like. "Take it" or "Suck it", very imaginative stuff. He clenched his hips and pulled back his cock so Sarah had just the fat head in her mouth and he started pumping into her mouth and she was gulping it down.

The brother had moved a sawhorse into the center of the room and was now draping one of the blue mats over it. The one she just finished pulled her to her feet and led her over to the new apparatus. They walked up to it and he whispered in her ear. She laid herself over the bar and let her head and shoulders sink toward the floor. Her feet, on the opposite side, dangled just above the hardwood. She was balanced on the thing. The brother had some long straps in his hand and he handed two to the other man. They both knelt down and tied her hands and feet to the wooden legs.

One of them moved behind her and raised her skirt. Her panties were still around her hips. He pulled them up so the were just below her cunt. He pointed has dick at here sex and rubbed it along her lips and Sarah was wet. He pushed the head in her and she moaned up from the floor. He worked at her and was moving deeper into her as he did. 

The other one stood on the opposite side with his legs against her shoulders. He was rubbing her ass cheeks with both hands. The cock in her was pumping long steady strokes and even tied as she was, I could see her ass bucking. He was relentless, slamming into her until his balls slapped against her legs. Brother was still at her ass and he had one hand in her crack and it looked like a finger had disappeared into her anus. Her ass was still bucking and she was working her head back and forth.

The cock gave her an unusually hard slam and she grunted and started cussing to no one in particular. "Fucking.....dick...god damn. ..big...son...of...a........please...fuck..."

He let go with an amazing shuddering orgasm and filled Sarah with his seed. He stayed in her until his dick had turned flaccid and it finally slipped itself out.

He placed a hand on her ass and patted it with real affection. The two men changed places and the one who had just fucked her knelt down and lifted her slightly and said something to her. She shook her head. When he stood up he looked and his brother and said. "She says she's fine. Go to it." 

The brother pulled two mats over behind her legs and stepped up on them. It elevated him just enough that his cock was now able to align with her ass. The guy was bigger than me, that is the only comparison I had. He lifted his dick and swiped it along her sloppy cunt to wet it and then he raised it to her little brown opening. When he pushed hard, it sank half way into her. She growled out loud and pulled her head back. The guy leaned over and said something else and she howled. "Fuck me god damn it. Just fucking fuck me for Christ sake. Black cock, yes....god." He pumped the rest of his dick into her in a single stroke and then pulled it out and shoved again.

Sarah was stroking out. "I've never fucked a black man." She screamed.

The guy gave her what she asked for. He was slamming her and the sawhorse was rocking and she was babbling.

"I'm sssss....orry." She said. She was panting. "I d.. .d..d..didn't mean to say.......fuck." He slammed her again. He tightened his hips and shortened his stroke and grunted out his ejaculate into her bowels. Sarah road her own climax and pulled so hard she tore one arm loose from the wooden leg. She rubbed her head and reached back for the man in her ass but he was pulling out and moving away from her. She was bent double and alone and reaching out into empty space. The two men were starting to get dressed.

"Well now I guess I seen about everything." We all turned and there was a big dude wearing a janitor's uniform and leaning against a cleaning cart. He walked forward and looked at Sarah, tied to the wooded horse. "It would look like it's bout my turn." He was looking at the two brothers and I realized he hadn't noticed me setting back against the darkened wall. He stepped up to Sarah and tugged at his zipper and rubbed her ass cheeks. Looks like you've been used in both holes baby. Which door you want old Jake to use. 

"She wants you to use the door you came in." I put the pistol to the back of his ear and cocked it. "She wants you to do it right now." 

The guy straightened and raised his hands. "No problem friend." He said.

I guided him around so he was facing toward the door and pushed the barrel causing his head the lower and he stepped forward. I took hold of the back of his collar. "She wants you to get amnesia. Do you under stand me?"

He nodded his head rapidly. "Go. And don't look back." He hurried out of the room.

I looked at the two men while I untied Sarah and helped her up. "They pay you yet?" I asked. She shook her head no.

I looked at them. "Pay her." I said. They both hustled to there wallets and took out cash.

Sarah had pulled up her panties and straightened herself. "Go get your money."

She walked over and took the cash. "Is that enough?" I asked

"It's more." She answered

"Then lets go." We walked out staying close together and looking around corners and listening for sounds. I don't think I breathed until we were in the car and the doors were locked.

Sarah started the engine and pulled out. Her hands were shaking and she was having trouble lighting a cigarette. I took it out of her mouth and lit it and handed it back to her.

"I can't believe you did that for me." She said.

"I know." I said. "I hate cigarettes."

"Fuck you." She said.

"Okay." I answered



Summer Sale Days Ch. 05



I was on my bed just having enjoyed my second orgasm in an hour. Sarah had fucked me senseless, riding me like a cowgirl. When she finished fucking, she dropped right down on my sticky rod and sucked it for twenty minutes to get it back erect. Once at attention, she sank it entirely down her throat and proceeded to work her neck and throat muscles, bringing me to the second and most intense climax. When I had pumped all of my available sperm into her mouth she sat up on her knees and licked her lips.

It had been a few days since the event at the college and Sarah had been noticeably absent. 

I asked her why.

"I might have pulled a muscle." She said

"From where I sat, I think you could have pulled a number of them." I replied

"Fuck you." She said.

"Again?" I asked

"Take a rain check." She said. "I have a call-out for tonight." 

"It's still before noon." I explained.

"Need to me at my best." She countered. "Want to go with me?"

"Am I watching or protecting?"

"Neither. Both. I haven't decided." She was offering me a lot to consider as she always did."

"Anything ever simple with you?" I asked. Sarah was dressing, pulling up tiny little panties and covering them with tight, low rider jeans. She pulled on her cropped tee and mussed her short hair.

"You wouldn't like me that way."

"Might like to try." I suggested.

"No." she said, "You wouldn't." She pulled my wallet out of my shorts and removed two twenties and a ten. She waved them in the air and folded them and stuffed them in a pocket.

"I thought I still had a two-for-one special waiting." I asked.

"You let that expire." She said.

"Didn't know."

"Now you do." she said. "Pick you up at nine. Take a fucking shower. And shave before I get here. I have an image to protect."

"I haven't agreed to go yet." I explained

"Are you going?" she asked

"Yea." I said, "Where are we going?"

"Oakmont Circle." She left the bedroom and I listened to the front door close and heard her car start and pull away. Oakmont Circle. I pictured Sarah and Blair as they were wrapped together enjoying twin climaxes on our last visit. My dick got hard again. 

At nine sharp Sarah was in my driveway. I had my trusty thirty-two, now attached to a brand new ankle holster. I was sure this was a trip where it would not be required but I was beginning to like having it. Made me feel like a real tough guy.

"How's my dog?" I asked

"Not your dog." She said and backed out of the drive.

"Thought we were partners." I said

"My dog." She said.

"So, maybe partners then?" I asked

She reached over and squeezed my inner thigh and let her fingers run across my cock trapped inside my jeans. "Not full partners." She said.

We pulled into the drive to the big house on Oakmont and the garage door was open and waiting. We rolled in and walked to the door. It opened and Blair was standing and looking even more radiant than I remembered. She pushed the garage door button and waved us in. 

Blair was in a light gray cotton sleeveless top and dark gray form-fitting slacks. Sarah was back to her familiar tee and tight jeans. What's not to like about that? We sat in the glass walled room again but now it was dark and not nearly as easy to hunt for bugs on the orchids. 

She served us drinks but then, instead of setting and talking she suggested we move on to the bedroom. The room was just as we had left it except this time all of the bed coverings had been removed and there was only a peach colored satin bottom sheet covering it. Pillows were still plentiful and arranged along the headboard.

I took up residents in my favorite chair and Sarah and Blaire were sharing gentle kisses in the middle of the room. Blair then walked to the dresser and started lighting candles. There were a couple of dozen arranged around the room and she lit them all. She went to the wall near the door and turned off all of the electric lighting. The room glowed, casting off soft silhouettes. 

"You get your self comfortable and I'll be back shortly." Blair said and walked out and pulled the door closed.

Sarah kicked off her shoes and unsnapped her jeans. Her hip wiggle helped ease them down and she pealed them off, tossing them aside. She raised her tee over her head and off. She tossed it and unhooked a soft cotton bra and dropped it. Then as an after thought she gathered up all of her clothes and placed them in a second chair next to me.

Standing there in her tiny bikini panties, she looked over at me and smiled. "I'm going to enjoy myself tonight." She said.

"I thought you enjoyed yourself last time?" I asked.

"I did." She said. She walked over to the bed and crawled up on the far side and lay down on her side and waited for Blair to return.

When the bedroom door opened Blair walked in, still fully dressed; she led a young girl by the hand behind her, her daughter. The daughter was totally nude and absolutely magnificent. Tall, long thin legs, long wavy blonde hair and small perky tits. She was either shy or frightened or both. Blair led her to the bedside and said. "Sarah, this is my daughter Shannon; she likes to be called Shay. Shay this is my friend Sarah."

Shay nodded toward Sarah but her eyes were traveling along her nude body.

Blair put her hand on Shay's back and urged her to climb up on the bed and she did, tentatively. She lay as far away as she could, near the opposite edge. Blair started to say something to her but Sarah held a finger to her lips as if to say Shush. Blair leaned over and pulled the hair from the side of Shay's face and kissed her softly on her cheek. "My daughter has changed her views about some things," Blair said. "I'll leave you two now." She said, and left closing the door behind her.

Shay's eyes had not left Sarah since she had entered the room. She was examining her from head to toe. Sarah patted the bed next to her. Shay didn't move.

"Shay." She whispered. "Come here. Come closer." Shay slowly began to inch her way nearer. When she was within easy reach Sarah took her arm and slid Shay right up against her. Sarah let her lay and continue to look at her. Sarah was enjoying the view in front of her also. Shay was as young and tender as the law allowed, soft silky skin, not a blemish in site. She brushed the back of her fingers along Shay's face. "You are the most beautiful girl I've ever been with." Sarah offered.

Shay was nervous. she smiled. "You to." She said.

"You mean I'm not your first?" Sarah teased.

"No." Shay said. "I meant yes, I mean......you're beautiful. Too." She added. "This is my first time." She included.

"I want to teach you." Sarah said. She let her hand travel over Shay's shoulder and rest gently on her side. "Can I?" Sarah asked.

Shay nodded.

"Do you want to know what I can teach you?" Sarah inquired

Shay nodded again.

Sarah moved so her mouth was close to Shay's face. She let her lips brush her cheek and her chin and over her eye brows. She floated them over Shay's lips and Shay exhaled onto Sarah's mouth. Sarah pushed her tongue out and traced Shay's lips, moistening them then she let their lips settle together. Nothing fancy, nothing aggressive, just letting them rest upon each other. Feeling each other, learning the steady pace of each other's breathing. She lowered her face to Shays neck and lingered, experiencing her fragrance, learning the smell of her.

"I'm going to teach you to enjoy the feelings of a woman making love to you. I'm going to take my time and make sure you learn exactly how nice that can be. Would you like me to teach you that?" Sarah asked

Shay nodded."

" This is very important Shay. I need to here you say it."

"I would." She said

"Good." Sarah replied. 

"When I have finished, I am going to teach you how to pleasure me." Sarah said

"Would you like to pleasure me?" Sarah asked. "Would you like to know how?"

"Yes." Shay said. "I would." Sarah ran her fingers past her waist and over her hip and back around Shay's ass. She cupped her hand over her butt cheek and she slid her fingertips along her crack and Shay moaned and her breathing went shallow. When she started to work her hips Sarah removed her hand and returned her lips the Shay's. "Don't rush baby. We have plenty of time." Sarah whispered. 

"I'm going to enjoy teaching you very much. Will you mind it I enjoy this?" Sarah whispered.

"No." Shay said

Sarah gently eased the girl onto her back. She leaned over and returned to kissing her and she let her tongue explore Shay's mouth and Shay opened and offered it to Sarah. Sarah's tongue traced a route around the back of her lips. She let the tip of it slide over Shay's teeth. She found Shay's own tongue and they danced slowly together. Shay was sucking air and her body was stirring, swaying slowly on the bed.

Sarah's hands rose to Shay's cheeks and her fingers massaged her jaw line. She lifted the young girl's head and she lowered her mouth to her throat. She kissed under her chin and down each side of her neck. She kissed a wet path along each collarbone. 

Sarah's tongue rolled over her shoulder and then she raised Shay's right arm and licked her armpit, tasting the girl's apprehension away. She kissed and licked the length of each arm taking time to insert each finger fully into her mouth and suck on it before moving on to the next. Shay was following her every move now. She had placed a hand on the back of Sarah's head as she moved over her body.

Sarah brought her mouth the Shay's right breast and licked its entire surface and Shay twitched each time her tongue crossed her small erect nipple. Sarah let the nipple slid slowly into her mouth. She sucked it and tried to take in as much of the small breast as she could. Her tongue flicked its nipple and Shay arched her back offering herself to Sarah.

Sarah treated each breast with similar tenderness and moved freely back and forth between them. When Shay moaned out and Sarah felt her body tense she released them and moved on the Shay's flat stomach. Not a square inch of skin went unkissed or unloved. She counted every rib as she kissed each from side to breast bone She was letting her hand slide slowly up and down the length of Shay's legs as she kissed her naval. Her fingers reached from calf to inner thigh but avoided touching her sex. Each time she drew near to Shay's swollen lips, Shay widened her legs and lifted he lips inviting Sarah to touch her most private parts, but Sarah declined and her hand resumed its voyage if seduction.

Sarah kissed her mound and over her slightly protruding pelvic bones. She kissed along the sides of her hips and down her thighs. Sarah rose to her knees and lifted Shay's right leg slightly. She kissed it down to her foot and used her tongue to explore every tiny crevice on it. When she was done she performed the same for her other leg. Sarah felt Shay roll sideways and then back the other way.

Shay was in a state. He eyes were watering, the fingers of her right hand were tangled up in her own hair and her other hand was squeezing her left breast.

Sarah returned her lips to Shay's mouth and Shay's tongue darted out to find Sarah's and they wound together. Sarah pulled her mouth free. "Enough playing." She said. "Time for you to cum for me." Sarah lowered herself and settled down between the girls beautiful smooth pussy. She shoved the girl's legs wide and lifted her knees. Her hands slipped under her ass as her thumbs slowly followed her lips until they moved aside and opened the young flower. Every part of her was exposed. Her pointed little pearl head, her swollen labia and the entrance to her precious vagina. She even got a peek at her dark brown treasure below.

Sarah lowered her mouth and kissed her from pearl to anal passage; slowly and deliberately and Shay's little ass rolled circles in her hands. She extended her tongue and pressed it into her vaginal passage and then dragged it up between her folds to the sensitive little knob on top. She licked it and Shay moaned and she sucked it into her mouth and She grunted and her hips jerked forward.

Sarah released her and returned to placing her tongue into her deepest reaches and dragging it up onto her clit, sucking it again into her mouth. Shay pulled her legs up and they fell wide apart. Her hips rose trying to enjoy more of Sarah's tongue. Shay was crying out soft pleas of needy pleasure. 

Sarah put her tongue into Shay and pushed it deep and she felt the young girl beginning to ride her. Shay humped long strokes as Sarah held herself inside the girl's vagina and her tongue jabbed along the walls of her sexual tunnel. Shay was soaking Sarah's chin and the sheet beneath her. 

When Sarah once more abandoned the girl's passage and clamped down on her clit Shay convulsed in an orgasmic cry of ecstasy. She dashed her head from side to side, She took Sarah's hair in her hands and pulled, working her cunt up and down on her mouth. She wept in a never before known pleasure. 

She fought through multiple aftershocks that caused her body to jerk and her hips to involuntarily thrust forward. She panted and her eyes were shut so tight they were hurting.

When she finally dropped her legs to the bed, released Sarah's head, calmed her contractions and her breathing settled, Sarah was still softy sucking on her clit and Shay's hips slowly rolled to the rhythm.

Sarah brought her hand to Shay's tummy and patted her gently. She raised her head and said. "My. What a wonderful student you are." Shay giggled.

Sarah had left the bed and entered the bathroom. After a few minutes Shay got up and noticed me for the first time. She covered her chest with one hand and her sex with the other. She didn't move for some time and I didn't speak. "A little late for that, don't you think?" Sarah was back and walking up behind Shay. 

"Who is he?" She asked

"Bodyguard." Sarah said

"Why?" Shay said.

"He protects me from dangerous young girls." Sarah said, "I suggest you don't make him mad." 

"I better go." She said. 

Sarah turned her toward the bed. "Get back up there. I'm not nearly finished with you."

Shay lifted herself up onto the bed and scooted back to her place in the center. She moved a bit higher when her little ass landed in the wet spot. Sarah followed her and sat beside her with her legs curled under. "Do you want to show me what to do for you?" Shay asked.

"Oh you are just precious aren't you?" Sarah replied. She leaned to Shay and kissed her neck and ran her hand from her knee to her wet crotch. She slipped a finger into Shay's soaked sex. "I was serious baby, I'm really not finished with you." Shay moaned and laid her head back on the bed and opened her legs to Sarah's hand.

Sarah kissed Shay on her mouth and cheek and licked her ear. She whispered. "As lovely as it is, I've already seen this view baby. Why don't you turn over?"

Shay hesitated and Sarah put a hand on her side and rolled the girl towards her. When she was still, Sarah lifted her arms and placed them on a pillow over her head. She slipped her hand between Shay's legs and cupped her pussy and let her thumb slide into her vagina. Shay arched her back. Sarah rolled her thumb hitting all sides of her sex tunnel. Sarah lifted Shay forcing her thumb deep and her middle finger press directly on her little pearl. She took another pillow and pushed it under her middle and lowered her back down.

Sarah kept her thumb in the girl and began working her wrist and fucking her thumb into her. Shay pressed her head onto the bed and widened her legs and humped on the thumb. Shay was speaking softly. "You make me feel so good. It's not like this with boys."

Sarah kissed her in the small of her back. "Oh god I love that." Shay said. Her ass was moving, rolling small circles on Sarah's thumb. "Yes, so good." Shay moaned. 

Sarah was sucking little red hickys on the cheek of Shay's ass. "I have to stop this." She said.

"No please." Shay protested.

"Just hold on baby." Sarah patted her ass and swung her right leg over Shay's back. She straddled her facing backwards and still had her thumb in her vagina. She lowered her head and ran her tongue along the crack of her ass and kissed her anal ring. 

Sarah pulled her hand free. Spread Shay's legs and bent her head down between her legs. He tongue found her sex and invaded it. She was rapidly lapping her tongue up and down the girl's gash. Shay was bucking again with Sarah's head lying on her ass. Sarah slid a hand under Shay and her fingers found her clit. Using her middle finger, she began to flip back and forth over the stiff knob.

Sarah started fucking her with her tongue and attacking her clit. Shay was panting and gasping for air and trying to lift up and Sarah's ass planted on her back held her firm.

Shay drew her feet back and was pulling them tight to her thighs. She hands came back and took hold of Sarah's legs. She cried out. "God that......is.........God.....plea...."

She was rocked with a climax and her juice flowed into Sarah's mouth and Sarah held her tongue deep within her letting her ride her orgasm to the fullest. Shay lay there and waited as each little contraction came and she would feel her vaginal muscles tighten and squeeze Sarah's tongue still inside of her. Then she would feel Sarah suck again and soon it would happen again. 

Sarah lifted and began to spread kisses over her bottom. She planted her lips and sucked at the center of her left cheek producing a long moan and a bright pink flower. She rubbed it, admiring it then she rose and went to the bathroom. Shay followed her.  

When they returned they both had glasses of water and were replacing lost fluids. Shay sat on the bed and Sarah walked over to me. "I told you I was going to enjoy myself." She said.

"I miss using my gun." I said

"Sorry but you're going to have to keep you're gun in your pants."

"Maybe you could slap her around?" I asked "I could threaten you with it."

"I'm not slapping her." She smiled. She turned back toward the bed.

"Maybe just a hard pinch on the ass." I said "I could just wave it at you from over here. I wouldn't even have to get up."

"Don't wave it around. You might scare my young girl away." She wagged a finger at me. "That would piss me off."

Sarah got onto the bed and lay in the middle. She took Shay's arm and pulled at her until their lips came together. "This has been the most fun I've ever had with my panties still on." She said.

Shay giggled. They kissed some more. "Take them off." Sarah said.

Shay looked at her, up and down her body. Then, she slipped her fingers into the front of her panties and slid them along the elastic waistband to each side and pulled. When the panties caught on her butt, Sarah lifted and Shay ran her hands around to her ass and slid them down over her hips. She pulled them down to her knees then down to her ankles and dropped them on the floor. 

She drew Shay down on top of her and they kissed lovingly. Sarah pulled her legs up till her feet were flat on the bed. She worked them slowly sideways until she had spread herself as wide as possible. She placed her hands on Shay's cheeks. She kissed her once more.

"It's time you pleased me." She said looking directly into Shay's eyes. Shay nodded.

"Let me lead you." Sarah said. "I want you to slide this lovely mouth down on to me." 

Shay nodded and started to pull away. "Let me guide you." Sarah said

Sarah held the girl's face and lowered her to her sex as Shay wiggled her way down into position. "Put your hands on my stomach." Sarah said. And Shay slid her arms around Sarah's legs and over onto her soft flat tummy. "Your such a good student." Sarah said. "You are going to make me feel so good."

She lowered Shay's head between her legs and she ran the fingers of both hands through Shay's hair and clenched her fists bring Shay's hair tight into her hands. She pulled gently until she felt soft wet lips on her sex and she held her still and began to rock her hips. "Don't move." She said. "Let me just enjoy your lips."




Summer Sale Days Ch. 05



Sarah started to raise her ass as she rocked on Shay's mouth. Slowly, ever so slowly she rubbed herself onto the girl. "Give me your tongue." She said. "Don't move it. Just hold it out so I can use it."

Shay pushed her tongue a ways out of her mouth and lay quiet. Sarah worked it into her slit and rode it steadily and she pulled Shay to her a little tighter. Sarah moaned onto her lover and began to feel her fluids dripping, running onto Shay's lips. She continued to hold the girl still and lift her hips and rub herself up and down that luscious mouth. 

"Can you taste me?" she asked. "I want you to taste me." She stopped moving. "Run you tongue up my labia, use it to open me. Suck my juice."

Shay lapped at her pussy and Sarah heard her slurping her fluid and swallowing her. "Again." She said and Shay repeated the move and she continued till she was instructed otherwise. When Sarah felt cleaned, she pulled the girl down again. "Just your tongue baby. Hold still for me." Sarah began to hump the young sweet mouth again. 

She had gotten so aroused fucking the beautiful young lesbian virgin for her first time she was wired tight. She knew of she had not taken control and just let the girl start eating her she would have cum in minutes. She wanted this to last. She wanted to savor being Shay's first. She wanted the girl to think of her, to thing of this very moment in time whenever she thought about sex with another woman. 'And I'm not even gay, she thought.'

"Push your tongue out farther." She asked. " Can you? Please." She said and Shay's tongue extended as far and possible. She pushed it right into Sarah's vaginal tunnel. "Right there." She said. "Now hold still for me." Sarah ordered. 

She worked her hips with the tongue deep in her sex cave. She fucked herself onto the girl. She worked herself rapidly and was drawing toward and internal explosion. 'Now." she said. She pulled the girl out of her and pressed her mouth down on her clit. "Suck." She demanded. "Deep....in your mouth....god..yes...Hold on to me. God don't let go, please."

She raised her ass off of the bed and ground herself onto her lover. Her juice ran from her sex and her body shook and her fingers twisted around the girl's head and she gasped for air. She panted and her new lover's lips never turned loose. She lost track of time. 

When her sanity had returned to her she was prone and unmoving and her legs had fallen slack. Her tremors had ceased. Her fingers had lost grip on Shay's hair. Her lover was still attached to her clit and gently sucking at it. Sarah patted the top of her head. "Baby," she said. "The feeling between my legs is starting to return. If you don't let go of me you're going to have to do that all over again."

Shay relented and raised her head. "Would you like me to?" she asked. 

"Yes I would. She said. "But I have to be able to walk home."

When they were finally up and Sarah was dressed and Shay was just standing there watching her, Sarah took her by the hand and said. "I hope we are able to do this again."

"Me too." Shay said. Sarah wrapped her arms around her.

"This is my very good Chuck." Sarah said and point to me. "Next time, we're going to let Chuck fuck you while I enjoy this mouth." And Sarah kissed her with real passion.

"I would like that." She said.

Sarah took her by the hand and said. "Let's go find your mom." 

I followed along as the two walked hand-in-hand up the hall to the living room. Blair was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine and sipping hot tea. She was in a beautiful pair of silk lounging pajamas. She stood and took her daughter's hands in hers. "Oh my, look at your hair. What on earth did this pretty thing do to my daughter?" She fluffed her hair and Shay hugged her mom and lay her head on her shoulder."

I left a thank you note on the kitchen counter.' Blair said. "If you could see yourselves out. I need to get this girl into a hot bath and to bed."

When we passed through the kitchen there were ten hundred dollar bills on the counter. There was a note. It said. "We have had a security system for some time. Tonight is the first time it's been put to good use. You earned every cent.

As we entered the garage I pushed the door opener. Sarah handed me her keys. "I think you better drive."

"Hard day at the office?" I asked

"You can't imagine." She said.

"Bet I can." I said

"Fuck you." She said

"Bet you can't" I replied.



Summer Sale Days Ch. 06



Sarah hadn't returned my calls for days. I drove by her place at least twice a day. Her car wasn't around but that didn't mean much. It was a Junker and it could be broke down or dead. Maybe that was why I hadn't heard from her but that really made no sense either. If she was without transportation she might need my help even more. 

I didn't dare knock without calling first. I had no idea if she did regular business at her place or not, She did me there. If I showed up and she was working it would be the end of our very tenuous friendship. 

It was the end of week two since we had been to Oakmont Circle together, the last time I saw her. I was pulling through the court and looked to the camper but there was now a vacant space. The camper was gone. I stopped my truck in front of an old rusting thirty-foot Coleman with a sign in the window declaring it was the office.

I knocked on the door and after being thoroughly interrogated by a weathered old woman regarding my interest, it was my honesty and a twenty-dollar bill that got me just so far. The Brooks' had moved over a week ago, she didn't remember what day exactly, and the camper sold to a local farmer yesterday; I guessed he was probably going to raise goats in it. They had towed it off that morning.

She had no idea where Mr. Brooks and his daughter had gone but added that they moved their stuff using a small van with the name Vandenberg Painting on the side. The phonebook at home showed a single listing for Vandenberg Painting. It was about twenty-five minutes south.

I had been setting in a parking lot across from Vandenberg Painting, Inc. since seven this morning. It was now two in the afternoon. It had taken me a few days deciding to drive down this way to check the place out. I was now thinking daddy Brooks might have just known someone who simply loaned him the truck to move.

About then the old dark blue Toyota Tercel I had come to love turned in from the north. Sarah was behind the wheel. When it pulled out. A guy who could be daddy was driving and Sarah was in the passenger seat.

I followed them back to Cape Coral and when they turned onto NW forty-fifth Place I pulled to the shoulder and waited. The car stopped in the driveway of the corner house and the two went inside. If he were Sarah's dad, he would have been quite young when she was born. The man was tall and fit and shirtless.

The next morning I waited till after eleven and drove by. There were no cars. I pulled in the driveway and felt my ankle, making sure my gun was there. I took it out and slipped it in my front pocket. When I knocked on the front door there was no answer. I waited and knocked harder and longer, still no answer.

I ditched my truck two blocks away next to a canal fishing spot and walked back. I circled the house and found a rear slider unlocked. I opened it and called out. The big dog stood from his lounging spot in the kitchen next to his big chrome food dish. I had forgotten about the dog. It didn't growl or bark though, that was a good sign but it walked over to me and sniffed my leg.

Almost as if he remembered me, He turned and went back to his special place and flopped down laying his head on top of his empty bowl. Maybe he remembered that he got hamburger when I visited?"

I finally got up the nerve to go inside and look around. The place was a dump. It was a fairly new construction, maybe fifteen-years old, but not so well cared for. The Cape had developed a lot of these after the bubble busted. All of the rooms were shy of enough furniture. There were dirty pans on the stove, dirty dishes in the sink, and cleaner ones in a strainer setting on the counter. Down the hallway there were two bedrooms. One was nothing more that a mattress on the floor and men's clothes scattered around. The next one was furnished a bit better, single bed that was made up, everything in order but still modestly done; Sarah's room. 

I had been waiting around for about an hour, not knowing why, when a car pulled in the drive. I decide to hide out in Sarah's closet. If it weren't her, the new arrival would have no reason to be in there. If it was her, I at least had an arguable chance. I pulled my pistol just in case. I slipped behind louvered doors and waited. 

Sarah walked into her room and sat on the end of the bed. She looked tired. She was in sandals and a short yellow sundress. She reached her hands over her head and caught the zipper and lowered it. She pulled the top of the dress down over her shoulders. She was not wearing a bra and her breasts showed signs of small bruises or maybe bite marks. She picked up her purse and opened it. She removed the missing bra and dropped it on the floor then she pulled out a pair of panties. When she stood, she lowered the dress and let it fall. She was nude and her inner thighs and abdomen was smeared with the remnants of someone's sexual climax. She had come home from where ever she had been without her underwear. I suspected she had been gone all night.

She left and went down the hall, likely to the bathroom and then I heard the shower come on. I waited. She must have stood and soaked under the hot water a long time. When she returned she looked minimally better. She sat back onto the bed and let a towel fall away. She held a tube of something in her hands. She removed the cap and squeezed some onto the middle fingers of her right hand and spread her legs wide. Her labia were swollen and red. The inside of her thighs looked like she had developed a rash. She began to rub the cream on her legs and over her sex; she was leaning back on one elbow. That task done, she added more cream on her fingers and lay back on the bed and rolled to her stomach. She spread her legs and ran those fingers down the crack of her ass and concentrated on her anal ring. Finally, she crawled up on her bed and closed her eyes, wanting asleep to come.

I wanted to wait, to make sure she was out good before I tried to leave. But whatever was causing it she slept uneasy. She rolled and tossed constantly.

Some time later the front door opened and there was someone milling around the house. Then there was a man standing in Sarah's room. He was about my size but tanned like a construction worker. He was shirtless, wearing only shorts. He looked to be no more that forty.

"Hey." He said and Sarah stirred. He picked up her purse and looked inside and then he dumped the contents on the floor. "Where is it?" He asked.

"My dress." She answered without moving. He picked up the dress and searched for a pocket. He removed a number of folded bills and stuffed them in his shorts. 

He looked at her, lying there nude on the bed. After her shower and a nap she was starting to look her long lean lovely self again. He loosened his shorts and let them fall. He pealed down his briefs and climbed onto the bed. "Turn over."

Sarah simply rolled onto her back. I was in a bit of shock. When she saw he had undressed she put her arms around his shoulders and slowly raised her legs for him.

He held his cock and guided it into her. She moaned as he sank himself into her. There was to be no romance between these two; no passions, only sex. He was very well equipped. He took her without ceremony and she clung to him and pulled herself up to him. They fucked each other with a familiarity absent in her other encounters. They fucked for twenty minutes and she was becoming aggressive trying to ride him, She had hooked her ankles around his waist and he was thrusting long deep strokes into her. They were both grunting. Her head was buried in the crook of his neck. He had his hands under her and grasping her ass cheeks. 

"Oh fuck Chris." She was calling him by name. "Fuck me, Chris."

"I'm going to cum," He said.

"Stay in me." She said. "I love to feel it when you cum in me."

"No." he said. And he pulled back but she held her legs tight and he remained inside of her. He grabbed her leg and pulled it free and she whimpered as she fell back to the bed causing her vagina to release the invader.

She rolled him onto his back and she dropped her mouth to him and I watched his entire shaft slide down her throat. He grasped her head with both hands and she stayed on him and let him hump into her mouth. He began to flex his hips and she was gulping on his rod and he was letting his seed flow. He pumped and grunted sperm into her seven or eight times and she was taking all of him.

And just as it started, it ended and he rose up and grabbed his shorts. When dressed he moved over and sat on the bed. His hand found her ass cheek and he patted it softly and with obvious affection. Now I see where she gets that move. "Get a move on." He said. "You've got fifteen minutes. We're meeting my brother for dinner." 

As the car finally pulled away I slipped out of the cramped closet, slow to get the feeling back in my legs. Out in the kitchen I went to the fridge and looked in. I took out a package of hamburger and walked to the dogs dish and knelt down. I let the ground meat drop in the dish. The dog, standing nearby with an interested look on his face, moved to the food using a large shoulder to push me out of the way.

"You're welcome." I said. I was grateful the dog was much less interested in home protection than he was his caloric intake.

I walked back to my truck where a boy of about ten or twelve was setting on the seawall fishing. "Catching anything?" I asked when he looked up.

The boy reached for a stringer and lifted it from the water. It held maybe half a dozen Mangrove Snappers. "You're having a much better day than me." I said. 

I started to get in my truck. "That truck for sale?" he asked

"You're a little young aren't you?" I asked  

"Not for me." He said. "Some girl just stopped and was looking at it." 

"Fuck." I mumbled.

"What?" he asked. 

"Good luck." I said.

"You to." He replied.

"Sure." I said. "I'm going to need It.".