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Beatrice:

I couldn't show my face at Ron's table that night. I went off and worked another room. Sis would change her radio to Channel Four and let me hear every run-in she had with Ron -- and I nearly dropped a plate a couple of times! She did and said things I hadn't even THOUGHT of doing! She would let me know how things were going from a distance, too -- apparently Ron's friends gave him a lot of grief after that time she basically offered us BOTH up.

Would I share a man with Sis? Oh, HELL yeah! Still, I wondered what Ron would think of me if he saw Alan. Coming out of high school Sis had a weakness for black guys and one wooed her and sucked her into his little crowd of homeys -- and SOMEBODY in that group was Alan's father. Naturally, he dumped her once she got good and huge and it was too late to abort Alan ... Sis says that she's embarrassed about it, but she had a great time and sowed her wild oats. Actually, I guess she got sown ... Either way, she said there was nothing wrong with two or three cocks and she had no problem partying with more than one guy -- the problem seemed to be collecting the first one. As for me, I figured that one would probably be enough; it was WAY more than I was getting!

Ron stayed away for over a week, and I feared that Sis had leaned on him too hard. Eventually, though, he came in on a Monday night. He knew which booths I serviced and made sure he was settled into one -- Cheryl, the hostess knew him well by then. I crept up and diffidently settled one knee on the bench across from him and tried to raise my eyes to his. "Good e'en, milord."

"Good e'en Beatrice. How art thou?"

"I am well, milord."

"Thou lookest it. Thine elder sister made a point of extolling your many fine qualities the other evening," Ron said quietly.

"She got carried away, methinks," I replied. I could NOT meet his gaze!

"Did she, then?" He reached out and tilted up my chin. "I had been making an effort at propriety, I thought -- but it may have merely cowardice. What dost thou when thou art out and about? When art thou free of thine duties?"

My heart thudded in my chest and I could barely breathe! He was asking me out -- and my mind was a blank! I had no answers for his questions! "I--I..."

Ron cocked his head. "Were we both wrong, then?"

"Nay!" I yelped. "I just ... I'm atwitter, milord. Let me think..."

He let go of my chin and said, "Think, then, whilst you draw me an ale. You know my preference."

"Milord." I genuflected and nearly killed myself and three others staggering from the room! I snatched my cell phone out of my pocket and hit the speed-dial. "Sis! He's here! He's asking me for a date! What do I say?"

Bridgette laughed at me, "You say YES, Silly!"

"I know, but when?"

"Oh." We worked nights -- usually until ten-thirty, Sunday through Thursday, and until well after midnight Friday and Saturday. If one of us was on, the other was at home, watching Alan. When, except in the daytime, did I have the freedom to date? "We'll just have to pop for a babysitter, Sis," Bridgette sighed. "We can't let Alan come between you and your love life."

"Sooo..."

"Do what you have to, Sis. We'll figure something out."

I took a breath and calmed the flutters and collected Ron's ale. As I set it before him, I settled onto the bench across from him -- and again I couldn't meet his eyes. "Milord, I work nights, as thou art aware. On nights when I do not work, my sister Bridgette generally does -- and I watch over her son."

"So there is no moment of convenience?" Ron said softly. "Or mayhap..."

"No!" Desperately, I reached out to cover his hands with mine. "We merely need plan, so I can make other arrangements!"

"Perhaps during the day on the weekend..." Ron mused.

I shook like a leaf! Wait until Saturday? IMPOSSIBLE! I raised my eyes to his and whispered, "Now that the moment is upon us, I cannot wait, milord!"

Why did he look as scared as me? He swallowed and asked, "Tomorrow, then?"

I rubbed my face, in an agony of fear and embarrassment. Would he think I was toying with him? "I cannot -- I must be here."

"Wednesday, then?"

"I will discuss it with my sister and make arrangements!" I agreed, nodding like the giddy thing I was!

"Very well, then. Let me know..."

"Give me your phone!" The words just burst from me! Ron looked surprised, but reached into his pocket. I snatched it from his hand and input my number. "Call me!"

"I certainly will!"

I got up and ran off, thoroughly embarrassed. I'd all but attacked him! It took me five minutes to realize that I must return to his presence to take his food order! I crept back, biting my lip. "Thou must think me terribly forward..."

Ron regarded me earnestly. "Thinkest thou that mine own anticipation is less than yours? That I sit here, sweating and shaking and suffering from heart palpitations for no reason? Lass, Lass..." He dropped a clammy hand over mine. "Thou hast no idea what the mere sight of you dost to me." I looked into his eyes and this wave washed over me, giving me goosebumps -- I think I actually had a small orgasm! I KNOW I soaked my panties!

We were like that for a moment before I managed to gather myself and ask, "What dost thou desire ... to eat, milord?"

"I've no idea," he gusted. "Food has not been on my mind." Slowly, we returned to the mundane, after a fashion, and he put together a food order. It was so hard to leave the table!

Ronald:

That Monday night was a rollercoaster. Fear warred with excitement, and surprise with dread anticipation! I KNEW she was going to laugh at me and I KNEW she didn't REALLY want to date and I KNEW she was letting me down easy -- then suddenly I KNEW her phone number! I shook and sweated and you'd have thought I was asking her to a high school mixer or something! I hung out most of the evening, and drank too much beer -- but she came back to me again and again, and her face -- normally a happy one, anyway -- just shone! I basked in it. Things started getting late and she came to me and placed my tab on the table and said, "I'm to go on break now, milord. Sylvie will cash you out."

"Make sure she gives you your tip!" I admonished.

"I shall, lord!" She grinned and swayed off.

Sylvie came to collect and it seemed to me that she took her time, the bitch. What Chet saw in her I couldn't fathom. She was all business to anyone I ever saw her deal with -- and snippy, at that, sometimes!

I headed outside -- and I was WAY over my limit! As I came around the corner where the waitresses tended to cluster at the kitchen door, I tripped over something invisible and barely recovered. Beatrice was on me before I could blink. "You can't drive! I won't allow it!"

I cocked my head. "So you're in charge, now? Already?"

Beatrice looked flustered. "I'd just die if you..."

Liquid courage allowed me to reach out and gather her into my arms and lean in and start sucking her neck. Beatrice went, "Ooooooohhhhh!" and molded herself to me.

Frankly, I'm not real sure how long we stood like that. I know she smelled good and felt good and tasted good and the sounds she was making said I was welcome wherever I went! It was dark, and I was too close to her to see anything, anyway! I remember some giggling in the background -- but it didn't seem to pertain to me at the time. Finally, she threw herself backward and husked, "Give me your car keys!" I didn't think about it -- I fished them out. "Now take me to your car..." I led her to it. "Get in the passenger side -- I'm driving." Yeah, okay, no problem... "Now wait here while I go clock out. Don't go anywhere!" Where was I going? She had my car keys...

I sat there wondering if the source of my intoxication was beer or Beatrice -- and decided it was both! As long as she was coming back, I was content to wait -- necking with Beatrice was the best thing I'd done in months! I may have drifted some -- the next thing I remember is her getting into the driver's seat and apologizing for taking so long.

"Where do you live?" she asked. I pointed vaguely and she said, "Never mind." I started pawing on her and she said, "Don't distract me -- there will be plenty of time for that, later." Ten minutes later, we were in the parking lot of an apartment complex and Beatrice was opening her door. "Come on, Baby, let's get you inside..."

"Where are we?"

"Our place."

I took her hand and let her lead me, paying more attention to her and my grip than where we were going. I was in her hands, anyway, and had been for some time. Beatrice threw open the door and Bridgette was standing there in a flannel nightie. "What's up?" Bridgette asked.

"We were carrying on and I let him get too drunk to drive -- and when I went out to stop him, well ... let's just say I couldn't stop myself..." Beatrice related.

"Drinking isn't big with me," I managed. "I bet I wouldn't drink if..." From the Mona Lisa smiles on their faces, I didn't have to finish the statement.

"I'll leave you two alone," Bridgette murmured and headed off.

The next thing I knew, we were in a bedroom and Beatrice was hauling on my golf shirt. I put up a finger and she backed off and I threw it over my head and reached for my belt. She shifted to picking at the laces of her bodice and muttered, "It's okay if we don't do it tonight..."

"Shut up." I grabbed her and pulled her to me to take the sting out of it. We started kissing and I let go of her so she could defeat the elastic neckline of her dress, but our lips stayed melded together. At that point, she directed my hands and I had tits and nipples and my cock was solid steel and there wasn't any performance anxiety in me at all! This massive surge of adrenaline hit and I was sober -- or effectively so! She resumed fighting with the laces of her bodice off and on, but there was a lot of gasping and moaning and groping going on and it took a while. I stood there with my pants hanging halfway to my knees, but for the longest time, undressing was just too much trouble and took a back seat to kissing and feeling the available skin.

Finally, though, the bodice went flying and she lurched back and the dress went over her head behind it, leaving her in wet panties and sandals. That made it my turn, and I nearly shredded my underwear getting it off and my shoes and socks removed. Her panties disappeared while I was distracted, so I lunged into her, knocking us both onto her bed, and started crawling all over her lush body. I immersed myself in her -- lips, neck, ears, chest, nipples, every square millimeter of her breasts ... I shifted from target to target randomly, and when her lips weren't engaged, she moaned a lot. Actually, she moaned into my mouth a lot, too, now that I think about it ... My hands were busy where my lips weren't, to include targets lower on her body, like her ass, which I kneaded handfuls of. I left her pussy alone initially, but after a while, she started undulating and I realized we were dry-humping -- except it wasn't dry! She was soaked and I was drippy and things were plenty slick! She was panting and I was panting and I sucked in a nipple and she sucked in a gasp and my cock snagged on her opening and instinct drove me home, deep into her hot, tight, wet center! Beatrice gave a little screech and her arms and legs clamped down on me and I raised up to apologize, but when I saw her eyes roll up in her head, I realized that it was totally unnecessary...

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Jake walked into a house full of naked tits and asses, a wonderful sight to come home to. His mother smiled at him as he disrobed by the door, cocking a baleful eye at him until he gathered his dirty clothes and took them to the laundry room. He returned to see Joan at the counter in nothing but an apron, chopping vegetables for a stew. He had grabbed a burger on the way home, but was still hungry. Jake heard something outside, it sounded like a chair being knocked over and stepped to the...

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He took a quick shower, limiting Della to some quick petting while soaping down. He rinsed off and stepped out. She followed and he handed her a large rubber bag with a long tube attached. "It's an enema bag," he explained. "Elle needs an object lesson in just what the life of a concubine is. You've been begging me to fuck your ass for weeks now. Tonight you get your wish." "I'll send Nancy up to help if you want; she's a trained nurse and knows all about how to do this. I want you...

Inviting a PickupChapter 11

Saturday was rather chilly, the wind was whipping the last of the leaves from the trees. It seemed Mother Nature was making them pay for the warm day on Friday. Jake stood looking out the back door sipping a cup of coffee while his mother talked to the Director of the Shelter on the phone. "Sharon, all I'm saying is that I want to give these girls a chance to choose for themselves. Many of them come from poorer neighborhoods where the likelihood of a pickup taking place is slim. If they...

Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 1

“Shit! Oh, Fuck! So much for my family believing that I’m lucky,” was the first thought that screamed through my brain as I simultaneously slammed on the brakes, and concentrated on controlling the car and not pissing myself. The next couple of seconds gave me enough time for memories to flash though my mind as I relived the high and low points of the first eighteen years of my life. Memories of Bitsy and my sister each made tears well up in my eyes, tears that I had to blink away so I could...

Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 21

Saturday This morning, I used the smaller, upstairs study bathroom to perform my morning ablutions so I didn’t wake the others. After I dressed, I acquired two canine followers on my way downstairs and three more once I got downstairs. I’d seen the handlers turn the dogs loose to run and do their business, and I did the same, although I stayed near the back door with the door open. The barking as they frolicked drew three more dogs outside. Juwanna and Mabel just laughed at me as I watched...

Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 25

Sat-Sun For the rest of the day and the next two, I met potential buyers and sellers of arms, jewels, old coins, and precious metals. I also met Chloe’s family, and met Jan’s parents again. The jeweler barely spent any time at all looking at the jewels. Each bag of diamonds had been carefully gathered to weigh exactly one pound, although individual diamonds weighed from .5 carat to three carats. The diamonds in each bag were all the same quality, excellent. One bag held one pound of D...

Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 27

Tuesday Today started like most mornings, with me enjoying watching the dogs romp. When the construction crew working on the hangars and the underground vault arrived, I took the contractor aside and told him to build a runway capable of handling a corporate jet, and a hangar for a jet. He laughed at me. Then I took him inside the house and showed him the closet off the study in the upstairs part of the bedroom. “I want a two-foot deep safe installed in the back, one with side-by-side...

Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 30

Thursday As usual, I was awake and gone before the women awoke, although I couldn’t go too far. I noticed that we were anchored offshore and not docked in New Orleans. The captain explained that the ship had never docked here, so we didn’t have a place reserved. He didn’t want to choose a dock and have me upset with his choice. “How much does it usually cost to buy fuel for the ship?” I asked. The captain looked at me oddly. “You mean for refueling the helicopters?” he asked. “No, to keep...

Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 35

Friday I was at peace with myself this morning, and didn’t need the dogs chasing each other, the quiet walk to the creek, or working in the barn this morning. It was a good thing, because the look on Faizah’s face this morning made me sure she would have hunted me down and done me wherever I was when she found me. “I should be fertile this morning,” she husked as I pounded into her as she lay bent across my desk. When we finished, she tiptoed quickly back to the master bedroom. I’m pretty...

Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 38

I still can’t get over the fact that I now own seven producing oil wells and am expecting an eighth to come in within a month. Leonard was beside himself when he called to tell me that the seventh well came in two weeks earlier than expected. He also warned that the well they were currently drilling aboard Lucky J #2 might come in early, too. I can live with that. As it is, the first six wells are pumping more than three million dollars a day! Leonard expects the newest well to perform as...

Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 40

On a mid-May Friday, my wives boarded the AN-158, insisting that I join them. They wouldn’t tell me where we were going. I still had no idea what was going on when we arrived at the hotel in Lexington and they had me change into one of my tuxedos. “Will someone please tell me what we’re doing?” I asked. “You’re making us happy,” Jan replied. Two hours later the women were dressed as stylishly as I was, and we climbed into the waiting party bus. I finally realized where we were going when...

Pickup LinesChapter 9

Most of Lyle’s duties that afternoon were relatively dull, involving documents, learning the details, regulations, rules, obligations, and responsibilities of his new position from Fiona, Sandy, and Andre. Only their flirting and Stacey’s constant company, plus the occasional overtures from the pool concubines made it interesting at all. It was just a day where they had to finish the orientation process for Lyle, at least for the bulk of the day. It wasn’t until nearly the end, with an hour...

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Bar room pickup

This is my first story that I wrote especially for my beautiful lush girl and she encouraged me to publish it. Hope you like it.Sipping nervously from my glass I allow my gaze to wander around the bar."First timer?"I look up at the bar tender, an attractive brunette in her thirties. "Sorry?""Your first time in a gay bar, I can always spot the newbies.""Yeah I guess....""Okay honey," she leaned over the bar towards me, showing me just enough cleavage to tease me, "You want some advice?"I nod,...

A Pickup in Four BJs and Muff Dives

My family had all gone in to be CAP tested at the same time since the new laws required everyone fourteen or over to do so. When Dad and I came out with sevens and Mom and sis had high enough sixes dad had already seen the hand writing on the wall. He warned us not to show our cards unless necessary. He saw the disorganized start of protest by religious nuts and other crackpots that had started up right after the president's speech telling us that most of us were going to be eaten by the...

Ye Olde Pickup PlaceChapter 7

Actually, it was SUPPOSED to close the subject, but the hiatus only lasted about five minutes. Then Bridgette came boiling out of the back of the house somewhere and said, "What's this about going naked?" "We're discussing it," I said mildly. "What's wrong with it?" "It's WRONG!" Bridgette burst out. I held up a finger. Bridgette made to go on, but I looked stern and said, "Shut up! We'll get back to you in a second." Then I turned to Alan. "Your mother is suffering from...

Pickup or DeliveryChapter 3

'Silent Breaking of the Golden Dawn' turned out to be crewed almost entirely by sponsors picked up in Japan. I don't know if there is a standard procedure for making up crews, but 'Dawn' seems to run along pretty well. The Marines aboard were mostly Brits or Americans on temporary duty. The transporters don't work like on that old TV show, instead they warp space. They can even be set up to mimic a continual flow, like a pipeline. You can't run a train through a transporter, the cars...

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