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It Happened?
By Bobbi Ross
I was nervously walking out of the mall. I had been trying on
several dresses. I was scanning the parking lot looking for my wife.
Where was she? I never come to the mall alone so she had to be out here.
I did not remember how I got to the mall. I wondered if I been drinking
earlier? Usually I did need to have a few stiff drinks to work up my nerve.
Even then my wife Ann had to drag me shopping. I start getting nervous
the minute she says " Betty? I saw this sale on the nicest dress for you."
She loves to have me shop with her. She always gets a kick out of the
way no one suspects my true gender. Even the few times when a saleslady
finds out gives her a thrill. Luckily for me that does not happen often, I
pass well as female. I have a small frame and soft voice. I have been
dressing since I was 16 I have become very adept at wearing makeup and
heels. With her help over the years I have learned to act like a proper
lady. My mannerisms change the minute I slid a dress over my head. No
longer am I Joey I become Betty.
Where is she? WHERE is she? I suddenly remembered her threat that one
day I would have to fend for myself as a woman. She did not do that, did
she? I couldn't believe that she left me here alone miles from home. I took
another look around the parking lot. I just knew that I was left alone. I
started walking across the parking lot. My heels clicking on the pavement.
If I knew I was going to have to walk like this I would have worn lower
clunky heels instead of the three-inch spikes that I was wearing. As far as
that went I would not have worn this long pleated gray skirt and teal long
sleeve blouse. I knew I looked nice not slutty but I also knew that
someone dressed like I was was going to attract attention. I had only
walked a few miles and already my calves were aching. I was not used to
such a pace in these heels. I could have walked slower but every time I
thought of slowing a carload of young men would whistle as they drove
by. I was afraid that the next car by might just stop and ask if I needed a
ride!
In front of me was an older bar that we had been by many times. It had an
old gray brick front and a door painted black. I checked my purse and
found my billfold. I had the idea that I could stop in the bar, find the
payphone and call home. Enough was enough. She thought this was
funny leaving me out here alone. I would give her an earful! Then she had
better pick me up. I was flushed at the thought of fighting with her when I
got home. How dare she! I stepped in the dim, smoke filled bar. There
were maybe six or seven people at tables or at the bar. I walked to the bar
to ask for change and if there was a payphone. Even over the music I
heard my heels clicking on the tile floor. I expected everyone to stare as I
strode across the floor. The bartender did not say a word as I meekly
asked for change. Then he pointed at a backroom for the phone. I was
never so glad to see a phone. I dialed quickly. The phone seemed to ring
forever. I was about ready to begin shouting when I heard the phone
picked up. Only it was not my wife exactly. She changed the message on
our answering machine. I heard "Beep........ Hi dear. I am not home.
Have fun walking. We will talk about it when I get home. Click......" I
stood there staring at the phone in my hand. Now what am I going to so? I
knew I didn't have enough money for a taxi. There were many taxis on
the street. I wondered if they would drive me home and allow me to pay
them when I got home? I hung up the phone. When I turned I noticed I
was not the only person in the back room. Two men were playing pool.
Large, strong, looking men with tattoo's on their arms. I knew I was in
the wrong kind of place. As I gathered up my purse one of the men stood
in front of me. "Hey babe. Want us to by you a drink?" I tried to say
excuse me and walk around him but he sidestepped into my path. "What is
the matter? Think you are too good for us?" I whispered. "Please let me
go I am in a hurry." My heart was in my throat. "Why don't you make a
little time for us." A voice behind me said. I jumped and tried to turn. It
had to be the other man in the room. I felt his arm around me, then his
hand across my mouth. I tried to scream but over the music being played
in the bar I was sure no one heard me. I was dragged to the far corner. It
was very dark. I wondered if anyone would come back here and see what
they were doing. " You're going to suck my friends cock for being so
rude to him." I could not respond. I was pushed to my knees. In front of
me was the biggest cock I had ever seen. I opened my mouth and took
him in. His hands were holding my head. My virgin mouth was being
fucked. On the in-stroke I was gagging on that monster as it tried to get
down my throat. I was holding his big nuts, sucking and licking trying to
get this repulsive act over with. I felt my hips lifted my skirt flipped over
my back. I started struggling against what I knew was coming. The more
I struggled the louder the beast fucking my mouth laughed. I felt pressure
on my virgin ass. I expected him to say something about my little penis in
my panties but he did not. I braced for the pain I was sure was going to
come. He pushed into me. When I moaned dejectedly the monster cock
rammed down my throat. I gagged. My ass did not hurt like I thought.
They were taking me on both ends. I never knew what a woman
experienced. I was dismayed that I was becoming aroused. They were
both grunting away. In minutes they were picking up the tempo. I knew
that any second I was going to be filled with cum. Still I did not expect the
flood of thick spunk filling my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could to
keep from drowning. With a final hard thrust my ass was being filled at
nearly the same time. I felt it tickle my stomach. As well as down my
thighs as he pulled out. So much for being a virgin. I thought dizzily.
I sat on the floor as they zipped up and disappeared into the men's room. I
wasted no time in getting myself together and running for the exit. I was
running and running and running. I was not getting anywhere it seemed. I
KNEW that any second other men were going to come into that small
room and have their way with me. My legs kept getting tangled in my
skirt. I was struggling with my long skirt and then...
Buzz...buzz...buzz...buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. I groggily pressed the snooze
button. I lay there in my nightgown, my legs tangled in my long nightie.
My wife was snoring lightly next to me. I rubbed my face as the memory
of that dream (nightmare?) faded away.
(the end)
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