Dont Be Afraid
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December 29th (Wednesday)
I’d just gotten home from work. I threw off my sweat stained uniform, tossed it in on the couch and made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in my boxers.
‘It’s too damn hot in this apartment.’ I muttered to myself and cut on the central air. I usually hated using the AC, it always grew too cold too rapidly, but it was unseasonably warm in Houston, TX, especially for this time of year.
When I arrived home, the only thing I planned to do was sit down on the couch and watch sports highlights using the soundtrack of all the music I had downloaded illegally. To me, life didn’t get much better than this, free music, free food, freedom.
I was enjoying my solitude and was halfway done with my sandwich when the phone rang. I leaned over the arm of my couch and checked the ID on the phone to find out it was my future wife, Laela, calling from her job.
‘Hello to the first and only future Mrs. James.’
She laughed and I loved it when she did. Even though I always teased her about her school girl laugh, I felt like I couldn’t do anything wrong when she was laughing. ‘I got the flowers you sent me at work, they’re really beautiful. All the other nurses on the unit were jealous.’ She said.
I had sent her flowers earlier in the day with the knowledge that her friends might get jealous. I liked doing things like that, especially when Laela would tell me how they thought I was such a great guy and that she’d better hold onto a brother like me. Damn right she better hold onto me. Even though we’d been together for five years, there were still women knocking at the door to see if I could come out and play. I never cheated on Laela and I didn’t want her to have a doubt in her mind that I would, so I showed her how much I cared whenever I could. Women are so easy to please when you know how they think. ‘Well, I was just thinking about you and I wanted you to know that. They cost me a grip, but price is no object for my gal. How’s your day been?’
‘It’s been okay, too long though. I wished I could come home and snuggle up with you. I know you’re probably eating PB & J while watching sports. I wish I was right there with you, fondling Pedro while we watched TV together.’
‘No! I’m actually not doing what you just said. I’m doing the complete opposite as a matter of fact.’
‘You’re a terrible liar.’
‘I guess that’s a compliment, right?’
‘Yes, it’s a very good compliment. I can’t wait to see you tonight. The girls up here have been talking about some things and it made me think about you, Pedro, and me. My favorite kind of threesome.’
‘Ah, so you want Pedro to come out and play.’ I didn’t know why I named my dick Pedro, but it was pretty catchy. Whenever my friends and I talked, it was always easier to say ‘Pedro beat it up’ or ‘They’re in love with the Pedro’ than it was to same the same thing with the word dick. ‘Pedro’s still recuperating from last night. If you take him off of life support, you may have to give him mouth to mouth.’
‘I’ll give him some mouth to mouth, but if he spits at me, I may have to put him in the hole.’
‘I see you’re getting better at innuendo.’
‘I learned from a good teacher.’ We both laughed at the conversation we’d just had. ‘Hey Quinton, when we first met at the DPS, what did you think about me?’
‘Do you want the truth or a convincing lie?’
‘You know what I want.’
‘When I first saw you, um, you’re still going to marry me right?’
‘Yes, I will still marry you. That is unless you make me really unhappy.’
‘The impending threat of doom does nothing for my motivation, but I’ll tell you anyway. Okay,’ I began, ‘when I first saw you, I wanted to get with Teniyah. It wasn’t because you weren’t pretty, it was because you had such a baby face that I thought you were her little sister. Then I saw she had a ring on her finger and I promised myself that I’d never get involved with a married woman. I was about to just walk away until you showed me your ID that I believed you were older. If you hadn’t shown me that ID, I can’t even tell you how awful my life would’ve been.’ Teniyah was her best friend and had been for longer than I’d known Laela. Teniyah was a few inches taller than me, and I always said I couldn’t date anyone taller than myself, but when I first met her the first thought that came into my head was that we’d all be the same size lying down.
‘Oh you say that now? Did you really want to get with Teniyah?’
‘Not after I saw the ring and only after I thought you were her little sister. You have to admit, you still look young. Even when we go out to a club, you still get carded! I’ve never wanted to be with any other woman like I wanted to be with you, you know that.’
‘I do, but I’m never going to tell Teniyah what you just said. So are there any more tidbits or any missing pieces of information that I should know?’
‘Yes. I think we’re strong enough to make it now, but I wanted to let you know first.’ I paused for dramatic effect. ‘I used to be a woman.’ She was able to hold back her laughter, but I wasn’t.
‘I see you’ve got jokes. I just wanted you to know that when I first met you, I was adamant against meeting men and it was Teniyah who told me to call you. I had just broken up with you-know-who and I was feeling a little sour about guys. After we went out, I thought about you all the time and after the first time we did it, you could’ve told me to rob a bank and I would’ve done it just to have sex again. Whew!’ She suddenly exclaimed. ‘I’m still getting shudders thinking about it.’
‘I’m glad we met Laela Booker. You mean the world to me and if anything were to happen to you, I wouldn’t know what to do to myself. Whenever you work nights and I don’t see you in the morning when I wake up, I get worried to the point I almost get sick. I would do anything for you and I hope you feel the same way about me. You know I love you, you know how I feel and I honestly can’t wait for you to be my wife.’
‘I love you Quinton James and I’m not sharing you with anyone else, so you better not have a side girl on deck. I know you have your faults and I have mine, but I love you so much. Just saying it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy-like inside. Tonight when I get home, I’m going to show you how much. And I know you sent these flowers to make the other girls jealous, but that’s okay, you just succeeded in making my panties wet.’
‘I do what I do whenever I can do it.’
‘And tonight I’ll be doing you.’
Later that night when she arrived home, we had the most intense session we’d ever had since we’d been together. Damn that girl for knowing me so well.
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Christmas party at the company. I looked around, briefly gazing at the women in the surrounding area. Stella caught my eye. She was a really BBW in her mid 40's. She had a beautiful face, with such a beautiful smile and perfect pearly white teeth. She had full kissable lips, lips created to suck dicks, rounded chin, wide hips and a nice, plump fuckable ass. She was magnificently shapely. She was a large woman, but she carried her weight with a certain grace. Her legs were thick but very shapely...
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Brian was running a little late but wanted to stop in at his bank before they closed so he could finish some afternoon shopping. The line wasn't too long so he just waited patiently for his turn. He looked around and waited until a teller called out "I can help you." Brian walked over to the teller and asked her to make a few transactions for him. Her name was Pam. She was probably mid 30's or so and very nice looking. She had dark auburn hair and very pretty green eyes. She was sitting on...