I have been short on money these past few months. I had a good job, but I lost it. The place where I work made paper bags, all different sizes of paper bags. Just likes the bags that you get when you go grocery shopping. You know those brown paper bags that they have. The company I worked for had to shut down. They said they were loosing money left and right. Who knows, all I know is that I lost my job.

A few months ago I got a job at a restaurant. It isn't a good job, but it's money I guess. I only make six dollars an hour, as you can see it's not much money. I can hardly pay my rent, let alone all the other stuff I have to buy. I try to get a free meal while I'm at work, but sometimes I don't have time to eat. It's a real fucking busy place and we are always short on help. As soon as they hire people, they turn around and quit. I've seen times where it has been just three of us to run the whole store. One waitress, one dishwasher, and me the cook. Sometimes I have to do all three things.

I've been trying to look for a new job, but I can't seem to be able to find one. I don't have any real education, other than high school. I like to think of myself as being smart, but that won't get me any better jobs. Most of these jobs around here require some college education. At least the jobs that pay good that is. I might go back to college some day, but I don't know. I don't know if I could handle sitting in a classroom at my age. I'm not old, but I'll soon be old. I like to think of myself as a young thirty year old girl. Though, sometimes I feel like an old 30 year old bitch.

I haven't been able to pay my bills lately. Actually, I'm so far in debt that I wouldn't be surprised if they turn off my electricity. Wouldn't that be really shitty? To have to sit all fucking day in the dark. It sucks to be me, let me tell you that first hand. I thought and thought of ways to get me out of this hole. Believe me, I've thought of just about everything. I even thought about baking cookies and trying to sell them, but I didn't have the money to buy the stuff to make cookies. So, that was out of the question. So was anything that required money.

To make a long story short, I decided that I would sell myself. That's right, I would be a whore. I know that you are probably going to think less of me, but I could care less. I don't care what you think of me.

I don't think you would last ten minutes in my life. In fact, I know you wouldn't be able to. Do you think you could go to bed being so hungry your stomach hurts? If not, then don't put me down for deciding to be a whore.

I looked through my closet to find something that I could wear. I have never done anything like this before, but I figured it would be a good idea to wear something sexy. Also, something that would be easy to take off.

The last thing I needed was to have a customer want to fuck and I have to take off a hundred pieces of clothing. That could make him change his mind really fast.

I decided to go with a little plaid skirt that I had. I also had some knee high stockings that went with it. Though I'm not a young girl, I thought I would dress up like all of the girls do. Sometimes I go by the college and see what those girls are wearing. If I have the money, I try to get outfits like they wear. I know it's silly, but it makes me feel young. Maybe I'm hoping deep down inside that someone will think I'm one of those college girls.

I got dressed up and put on my makeup. I also wore a little shirt that really showed off my tits. I mean, they were popping out of that fucking shirt. I knew that I had to look good to make money. Actually, I wasn't sure what I had to do to make money. Not only that, but I wasn't sure how much to charge people. All I knew was that I should stand on a corner downtown and try to get customers.

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As you might already know, I am a doctor. I've had my own practice for the past few years. Ten years to be exact. I like my job. I like doing things to make peoples' lives better. I'd do my job for free if I had to.

A few weeks ago I had a special patient. His name is Jason. Though, I probably shouldn't tell you his name. He is the star player on the college baseball team. Jason is a well built young stud. Every time I give him a check up, I think about him when I masturbate. Sometimes I actually have to masturbate after I give him a check up. He is that hot!

I'm kind of ashamed to say this, but this happened last week. I think you will enjoy this as much as I did.

Jason had a strange accident on the ball field. A ball bounced off of the ground and hit him in the testicles. He said he forgot to wear his cup. He called in his injury a few weeks ago. Jason said he wanted me to look at his testicles to make sure they were okay. I almost told him that I couldn't take care of him. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to control myself, and I was right.

“How are you today Dr. Jones?” Jason said as he walked into the room.

“I'm doing okay.” I said motioning him to sit on the table.

“I'm not doing so good.” Jason said laughing.

“I hear. Tell me what happened?” I said looking him over.

“I was at baseball practice and a ball hit me in the nuts.” Jason said looking up at me.

“Oh, I'm sorry. I guess I should have said testicles.” He said while laughing.

“That must have hurt.” I said.

“It sure did. I wasn't even wearing a cup.” He said cringing.

“I'm going to need you to take off your pants and under clothes.” I said nervously.

I felt like I was going to go nuts. I couldn't take the idea that this young jock was about to take off his clothes.

“Are you sure I have to take off my pants?” Jason said while squirming.

“I need to see your testicles to make sure they are okay.” I said.

I wanted to tell him he didn't need to show them to me. I wanted to just have him tell me what they looked like, but I knew I couldn't do that. If something bad happened to him, he would sue me for everything I have.

“I'm kind of shy Dr. Jones.” Jason said.

“I've seen hundreds of testicles.” I said.

“Don't you worry about a thing.” I tried to reassure him.

Truth be told, I had never seen the private parts of a man such as him. He had everything that a woman wanted in a man. A cute smile, deep voice, and muscles all over his body. It was like he came straight from a romance novel.

Jason pulled down his pants to reveal his white briefs. They looked new, like someone just bought them for him. I know he didn't buy them, because men never buy underwear.

“Should I sit or stand?” Jason asked as he pulled his underwear down.

I didn't know what to say. I was fixated on his long cock. It was longer than I ever thought it would be. That damn thing must have been at least six inches long. Six inches and it was limp!

“I'll need you to stand for me.” I said as I sat down in my chair.

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My husband Kurt has been wanting to have a three way. I told him that I would think about it, but I really didn't think too much about it. I don't know, the idea of being with another woman isn't exactly a turn on to me. At least it wasn't until I met Kim. She is a hot little thing that he works with. I used to get so upset when he would talk about how hot she was. I was so afraid that he would run off with her. I'm glad that he didn't, because I wanted a piece of her after we met.

We met Kim at a coffee shop and she told me that I had beautiful eyes. That's when my heart melted. I looked at her and realized that she had a nice pair of tits. I've never thought that about a woman before. I told Kurt after we left the coffee shop that she had a nice pair of tits. He laughed and said he thought the same thing. Kurt said that he watches her tits bounce at work all the time. He said that he has looked at them a lot, but has never touched them. I'm glad, because it would have broken my heart if he had touched them. I know that it sounds mushy, but I'm that kind of woman. I get very jealous when it comes to things like this with my husband. I can't even believe that I agreed to have a three way. I really wasn't sure that I wanted to have a three way until I met Kim. She seemed like such a nice person. I thought it was neat the she was attracted to me. I've never thought of myself as being attractive to other women. I wonder if there are many other women out there that find me attractive?

I fixed Kurt a nice supper before Kim was to come over. We had a very romantic meal, just the two of us. You know the drill, candles and all that stuff. It was very romantic and I wanted to fuck right then and there, but I knew Kurt wouldn't want to. To be honest, I didn't want to either. I wanted to see what this Kim was all about. I have heard that women are better at eating pussy then men are. I didn't know if that was the truth, but I knew I was going to find out. My pussy got excited just thinking about having sex with Kim. I never thought I would say something like that. I never in my life thought I would be having sex with another woman.

“What do you think will happen tonight?” I asked Kurt as I took a sip of my coffee.

“Probably a whole lot of fucking,” Kurt laughed.

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“Can I take your order?” The waiter said looking down at me.

“I'm not sure what I want to eat yet.” I said looking over the menu.

“Just let me know when you are ready.” He said as he walked away.

Everything looked so good. Everything looked so fattening too. I didn't know where to start. All I knew was, I was as hungry as a horse. I'm sure if they had a big enough plate of horse meat, I would have ate it.

I looked over and seen a menu board. On it was all of the specials of the day. The prices were right, but it didn't have anything that I wanted. It was mainly seafood and sandwiches. It looked like stuff people would order if they were planning to take the food home. I don't know why, but that is the impression that I got after reading all of it.

“Fuck, I'm hungry!” I said under my breathe as I looked over the menu.

Finally, I seen something that looked tasty. It was the two grilled chicken breast dinner. Wow, finally something that would settle my hungry stomach.

“Waiter, sir, I'm ready to order.” I said waving my hand in the air.

“What can I get for you?” He asked.

I could tell that he was trying to look down my shirt. He wasn't and old guy, but he wasn't a young one either. He looked like he might have been in his late 20's early 30's.

“I'll have the two grilled chicken breast dinner.” I said while my mouth watered.

“What two sides would you like with that?” He asked.

“What kind of vegetables do you have?” I asked looking over the menu.

“Today I have buttered corn and I also have green beans.” He said.

“I'll take both of those.” I said back to him.

“Would you like rolls or biscuits?” He asked while writing something in his tablet.

“I'll take rolls.” I said.

“I'm the only guy here tonight.” He said while scribbling in his note pad.

“If I don't get any more orders, yours will be up right away.” He said looking down at me.

“You mean you are the waiter and the cook?” I asked shocked.

“I'm the waiter, the cook, the dishwasher, the bus boy. You name it ma'm and I'm it.” He said while shaking his head.

“Wow, that is impressive.” I said surprised at his ability to do everything.

“At the end of the day, my feet remind me how impressive it is.” He said jokingly.

“Let me go make your food before I get any more orders.” He said while walking back to the kitchen.

It is hard to believe that he does all of this. There isn't a thing in this place he doesn't do. But, there weren't any customers in the place either. It looked like he was getting ready to close the place down. I could tell that over in the corner a family had ate there. There were crayon drawings all over the place mats.

I'd never eaten at this place before. The only reason why I stopped by was because it attracted my eye. Just something about the place, maybe it was the strange sign out on the side walk.

“I forgot to ask, what do you want to drink?” He said as he came out of the kitchen.

“Do you have iced tea?” I asked.

“We sure do. Would you like lemon with that?” He asked as he went back in the kitchen.

“No lemon, thank you.” I yelled back at him.

The man came out of the kitchen with a plate in one hand and the rolls in another hand.

“If I had just one more hand, I could bring out your drink at the same time.” He said while laughing.

He put the food down and right away my stomach was happy. I didn't even have to take a bite of it. Everything on the plate was steaming hot, especially the buttered corn.

“I'll get you your iced tea.” He said after putting the food down on the table.

I dug in right away. It was all I could do to keep myself eating too fast. The man put the glass of iced tea next to my plate.

“I'm going to shut the place down. But, don't feel like you have to hurry. I have a lot of stuff I have to do in the back. You have plenty of time to eat your food.” He said hurrying back.

The food was great. I couldn't believe how good it was. It made me wish I had discovered this place sooner. The portions were huge, at least twice what most places would give. The chicken breasts were so juicy, it was hard to believe. This guy could really cook!

“I'll have your bill out to you in a few minutes.” He said peeping over the counter.

“Take your time.” I said while finishing off my meal.

“Here you go ma'm. Would you like a slice of pie?” He asked as he handed me the check.

“No, I'm full.” I said looking down at the check.

The prices seemed good too. Less than eight dollars for the whole meal.

“I'll have your money ready in just a minute.” I yelled to him.

I looked and looked through my purse and couldn't find any money. Then, I found a five dollar bill. I couldn't understand where all my money had went. I had twenty dollars when I left the house today on my way to work. Then, it hit me, I spent fifteen dollars on gas today. The bill was almost eight dollars and all I have was five dollars.

“Sir, Sir.” I said as I looked around for him.

“I only have five dollars.” I said as he cut me off.

“Oh, that is a problem.” He said while putting down a rag he had been using to wash things with.

“Do you take credit cards?” I asked.

“No. We don't take checks either. We are a cash only business.” He said looking down at my purse.

“Oh, well I can go home and get more money.” I said closing up my purse.

“Ma'm, I can't allow that to happen. I will have to call the police and file a report.” He said shaking his head.

“Call the police? For under three dollars?” I asked shocked.

“Yes. I own this place and I am the only worker. If I let you not pay, then other people would try not to pay.” He said while wringing his hands.

“But, I promise I will go straight home and get you the money. I promise.” I begged.

“I can't. It is the principal ma'm. I let you do this and everyone will be doing this.” He said walking over to the phone.

“Wait, don't call the cops. Please.” I begged.

“I have no other choice.” He said while picking up the phone.

I ran over the the phone and I took it out of his hand.

“Maybe we can work out a deal for the three dollars?” I asked as I put the phone down.

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«Hey Alicia, wait a minute.» Paul said as he seen Alicia walk by him. «What are you doing?» Paul asked. «I just got done with history class. Now I am going to go back to the dorm and relax.» Alicia said. «This is my friend Kevin.» Paul said introducing his friend. «Hello Kevin. My name is Alicia.» She said. «Nice to meet you Alicia.» Kevin said while looking her over. «You guys want to come over to my room?» Alicia asked. «Sure, we can come over.» Paul said. They walked back to the dorms. It was a long day for Alicia. She had been studying for a history college exam. Not exactly the best way to spend a day. She has only known Paul for a few months. He is on the football team. She met him at a party where she got drunk. She got sick and vowed to never drink again. «You coming to the game?» Paul asked. «When is it?» Alicia asked.

«It is this Friday.» Paul said. «No it isn't. It is this Saturday.» Kevin spoke up. «Oh, you are right. Back in high school games were on Friday nights.»Paul said laughing.

«I might be able to go. I will have to see if my parents are coming over.» Alicia said after she paused to think.

«Damn it!» Kevin yelled. «What is the problem?» Paul asked. «I was supposed to call my dad last night and I forgot. He will be pissed.» Kevin said in a fearful tone. The went inside the dorm and went into her room. «Ahhh, the air conditioning feels great.» Paul said as they went into her room.

«I turn it on full blast all day long.» Alicia said pointing to the air conditioner. «Sit down, make yourself comfortable.» Alicia said as she put her books near her bed.

«The girls get bigger rooms.» Kevin said as he looked around her room. «You think so?» Paul asked. «Do you think you could fit all this stuff in one of our rooms?» Kevin said pointing to all the stuff Alicia had in her room. «You have a point there.» Paul said. «Can I get you guys something to drink?» Alicia asked. «No, thanks.» Paul said. «Maybe latter.» Kevin replied. There was a strange silence in the room. It was as if Kevin was transfixed on something. While the Paul and Alicia just looked at the ground. It was a moment of silence that felt very uncomfortable. «Wow!» Kevin jolted. «Wow what?» Alicia asked. «That is one smoking hot pair of panties over there.» Kevin said looking at Alicia's bed. «Oh, well, uh….» Alicia mumbled. «Don't be embarrassed.» Paul said smiling. «You know I'm kind of shy.» Alicia said walking over to the bed. «I will put this stuff away so it doesn't bother you.» Alicia said carrying a bunch of clothes to the other side of the room.

«Man, is that your bra?!» Kevin asked surprised.

«I don't like talking about this sort of stuff.» She said running over to the other side of the room.

«It is funny, that bra looks like it is for some really big tits.» Kevin said staring at it.

«But, you wear baggy clothes. It is hard to see how big your tits are.» Kevin spouted.

«I seen her in a tank top one night, those melons are fucking great!» Paul said while slapping his knee.

«Guys, you know I am bashful.» Alicia said as she put her clothes away.

«Can we see your cans?» Kevin asked.

«Can you see my what?» Alicia asked surprised.

«You know, your boobs.» Kevin said while smiling.

«I've had just about enough of you two.» Alicia said angrily. «Come on, they can't be that bad.» Paul said. «Okay, I tell you what.» Alicia paused. «Okay, what?» Kevin gestured. «If you show me your dicks, I will show you my tits.» Alicia said like a smart ass. Much to her surprise, Kevin pulled out his dick. «You like what I have?» Kevin said while stroking his cock. «Well, here is mine too.» Paul said as he took out his penis. She was shocked. She didn't know what to do. Here were two guys with their dicks in their hands. How, weird is this. «Come on, now it's your turn.» Paul said kidding Alicia. «Yeah, now it's time to see what you have.» Kevin said. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't be doing such a thing. Alicia was brought up in a strict home. She was told sex was a dirty thing. Only dirty people do these sorts of things. It was all she could do to lift up her shirt. «Damn, those melons are huge.» Kevin said. «Wow, those are better than I thought they would be.» Paul said staring at them. Just when she was about to put her shirt down, she seen Kevin's dick getting hard. Before long, it was rock hard. It was all Alicia could do to keep from blushing. «How about we see it all?» Paul asked.

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I was laying in my bed and feeling so comfy. I love just laying underneath the blankets and relaxing. Sometimes on winter days I will lay under the blankets for an hour or so and listen to the radio. You know how it is when it is cold outside. You don't even want to get out from under those warm comfy blankets.

“We have a problem,” Kelly said as she walked into my bedroom.

“What is it?” I asked, half asleep.

“Something is wrong with the toilet. It won't flush,” Kelly said as she sat on the side of my bed.

“Did you try pushing the lever?” I asked, still dazed.

“Do I look stupid?” Kelly asked.

“I don't know,” I said waking from my daze.

I could tell that Kelly was frustrated with me. I didn't know what else to do. I was still half asleep and wasn't sure what she was talking about. I rolled over and looked at the clock. I still should have been sleeping. It wasn't another hour before I should have woke up.

“What did you do in the toilet?” I asked.

“I went to the bathroom,” She replied.

“I know that. Did you pee or poop?” I asked.

“I only peed, but we need to have the toilet fixed.” Kelly said looking down at me.

I tossed and turned trying to wake myself up. I just couldn't shake the feeling that I didn't get enough sleep. I could have used a cup of coffee right about then. But, I wanted to go back to bed. I tried to think what we could do about the toilet. I'm not really good at such things. I couldn't fix the toilet if I had to. That's why I keep telling Kelly that one of us needs to get a boyfriend. That way we have someone around the house that can do stuff like that.

“I guess you could look through the phone book and find a plumber that can come over,” I said as I thought what we could do.

“Will you split the cost?” Kelly asked.

“Sure, just tell me how much it is and I will pay you,” I said as I pulled the blankets up near my head.

“Okay. I'll let you know after he tells me how much it costs.” Kelly said as she got up off of the bed.

I got comfortable again and closed my eyes. I really wanted to go back to sleep. I didn't have to be to work until about five hours, but I didn't want to go in and be all cranky and shit like that. You know how it is when you don't get enough sleep. If I go to work cranky, all the women there tell me that I need to get laid. We always say that to each other if one of us is acting cranky. I got really comfy, but I didn't feel like I was going to fall asleep. When I can't sleep, I usually count sheep. I know that is what people on television do, but it works for me. Sometimes I will count cute kitties jumping over the fence instead of sheep. That works too if I can't fall asleep.

“Sandra wake up!” Kelly said as she ran into my room.

“What? What's going on?” I asked as I jumped out of bed.

“The plumber is here and he is fucking cute!” Kelly said excited.

“You woke me up to tell me the plumber was cute?” I asked, kind of bitchy.

“Believe me, this is one guy you want to fuck,” Kelly said almost so excited that she was jumping up and down.

I got out of bed and I slowly walked to the bathroom. I didn't want the guy to know I was looking at him. At first all I could see was his big package as he laid down on the floor. I then got a good look at his face. This sure was one fucking hot guy! I knew what Kelly was up to, but I wasn't sure if I wanted in on it. Sometimes we have three ways with guys. She loves the look on their faces when they see us eating each other's pussies. I slowly walked back into my bedroom. I wasn't sure what to say to her. The first thing I noticed was, Kelly had taken off all of her clothes except her bra. That told me that she wanted to fuck that guy. I took one look at her nice pussy and I decided that sleep was something that I could do later on. I wanted in on this action.

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I'm going to tell you something that will blow your mind. I know that it fucked up my life big time when it happened. My boyfriend had sex with my very best friend. I caught them fucking right in my own bed! I couldn't believe it, they were fucking in my own bed. If that wasn't more than I could handle, what happened next will blow your mind.

I went out shopping with my sister. We like to go shopping on pay day. We normally don't buy a lot of stuff, just a few things. Sometimes we just pick up some groceries or little items. We like to get out and talk, you know like us women do.

We went shopping and I got a real nice beef brisket. I was going to cook it for my boyfriend. He loved beef, any way that it can be cooked. I think the guy would have ate it raw if I let him. I've never known a man who loved beef as much as that guy did. Sometimes I would catch him eating cheese burgers in his car. I would clean his car out from time to time and he always had a bunch of cheese burger wrappers all through the car.

I came home and I put the stuff away. The whole time I was thinking about how I could cook this brisket for Steven. I was planning a big meal with the brisket and all kinds of fixings. Then, I heard something strange. It was a weird sound coming from my bedroom Steven told me that he had to work that day, so it took me by surprise. I heard people talking, and I couldn't understand who it was. I don't have a television or a radio in my bedroom, so I knew that I didn't leave anything on when I went shopping.

I walked very slowly up to my bedroom door. It was closed, this too was very strange. I never close my bedroom door. I have no reason to, it's just me and Steven here. I stood still and listened to what was going on. This really fucking blew my mind.

“I never knew you liked to eat pussy,” I heard Steven say.

Who was eating who's pussy? This made my fucking blood boil. What kind of shit was he doing in my bed? I don't know, but I was going to find out.

“Lick me right there Carla,” I heard a voice say.

Who the fuck is Carla? Why is she in my bedroom? How many people were in my bedroom? I had no clue, but I knew that I was about to see something that I didn't like. Something so bad, that it made my stomach sick.

“What the fuck is going on here?” I said as I slammed open the door.

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I woke up early so I could cook up a special breakfast. I've been wanting to do something nice for my husband Joe. Joe is a really great guy and sometimes I feel like I don't do enough for him. I want Joe to know that I love him and he is a very special part of my life. I don't know what I would do if he wasn't around. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry.

I decided the night before that I would surprise my husband with breakfast in bed. I would cook up a breakfast so good, that he would think it came from a restaurant! We've been married for fifteen years, we were both eighteen when we got married. Just out of high school and horny, as some people might say. Joe joined the service and we moved so we could live on the base. I got a job at a local teddy bear factory. I still work there, but only part time. Just something to keep me busy, since we don't have a family. Joe, he's out of the service now. He works for a company that deals with security issues. Stuff like store security, sports games, concerts, all that kind of stuff. A lot of the military guys get into jobs like that after they get out. Joe makes enough money now that I don't have to work, but I do it anyway. I've made a lot of friends at my job, many of them are like family to me.

It was Saturday and neither of us work on the weekends. Well, sometimes Joe does go into work on the weekends if they have to plan a special security detail for a big event. Usually stuff like that is dealt with way in advance though. I woke up at five o'clock and made sure that I didn't wake Joe. I didn't want him to know what I was up to. We eat breakfast at six o'clock on the dot every morning. Military men are like that, organization is the key to success Jim always says. I don't mind, I like getting up early and reading the newspaper. I then check my email and write back to anyone who wrote me during the night. My sister likes to send me these funny jokes before she goes to bed at night. I look forward to having a good laugh in the morning each day.

I whipped him up a breakfast that I knew he would love. I made sunny side up eggs, pancakes, and link sausages. Joe loves link sausages, he won't eat the patties. I don't know what the difference is, but I know there is a skin around the link sausages. I told Joe that skin is guts from a pig and he didn't care. Joe said it made the sausage taste better. I don't know about that, but I try not to think about guts while I eat them. I am more of a bacon person myself, but I never buy bacon. I'm the only one who will eat the stuff. By the time I could eat a whole pack of bacon, it would have spoiled and went bad. Joe also likes to have his eggs fried in butter. Butter was made for eggs, that's another one of his little sayings. I always make sure to get the fresh sweet cream unsalted butter when I'm at the store. The stuff with a purple cow on the package that always makes me laugh.

“It's time to get up honey,” I said as I walked into the bedroom with Joe's breakfast on a tray.

“Five more minutes Nancy. Just five more minutes.” Joe said as he rolled around in the bed.

“Wake up. I've made you breakfast in bed,” I said standing next to the bed.

“Breakfast in bed?” Joe asked dazed.

“Wake up honey. It's your favorite breakfast,” I said.

“Oh, why thank you.” Joe said as he began to wake up from his sleepy daze.

Joe asked if I could hold onto the tray while he went to the bathroom, I said that I could. Joe came back and he laid down and I gave him the tray. Joe looked down at it and then smiled at me. I knew that he was happy to have his favorite breakfast.

“I'm going to go down and bring up my breakfast.” I said as I left the room.

I went down to the kitchen and made myself a plate of breakfast food. I also poured myself a glass of milk to wash it all down. Some people like orange juice or coffee when they wake up, I like milk. I've actually only been drinking milk at breakfast for the past few months. My doctor says that I should start thinking about getting extra calcium. I'm not too old, but he said that I'm at that age where I should be concerned. He's probably right, I don't want to end up with brittle bones like the older women in my family.

I carried up my breakfast on the tray slowly up the steps, making sure that I didn't spill any of my milk. One time when Joe and I were younger I made him breakfast in bed and I spilled the food all over myself. That was something I'll never forget. That happened at this old place we used to live in. It had a steep black oak stair case that just begged you to fall down it. Who ever built that damn thing, must have done it in spite. I can't believe that people walked up stairs differently back in the old days.

I went back to the bedroom and carefully laid down in the bed. I looked over at Joe and he was as happy as could be. He leaned over to kiss me and I felt the grease from the sausage on his lips. I love the look that Joe had, his glow could have lit a pitch black cave.

“What did I do to deserve this?” Joe asked with a smirk.

“I just wanted let you know how much you mean to me,” I said giving him a motherly smile.

“I'd kiss you, but my mouth is all dirty.” Joe said as he chomped on one of his sausage links.

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A friend of mine has been dating this card dealer that works at a casino in Las Vegas. This guy is a real card shark. Paul says that he used to play cards for a living. I believe it, because he knows his way around a deck of cards. I like to watch him shuffle the cards. He can shuffle them so fast, it is hard to focus on his hands.

I've got something to admit to you guys. I'm bisexual. Sarah, my friend asked if I would like to have sex with her and Paul. I told her that I would love to. She then told me that there was going to be two other women having sex with us. I couldn't believe what she was telling me. Two other women? That would mean there would be four women total and one guy. Paul was a very lucky man. I told her that I would go along with it. I've never had sex with Paul, but I thought it would be kind of neat. Paul is kind of sly, the type of man you would expect to work in Las Vegas.

I've never really done anything like this. I've had a three way before, but never had sex with this many people at one time. The idea of having sex with this many people at once was a real turn on for me. I know that some of Sarah's friends are pretty hot. She knows a lot of girls that go to the local college. I've seen many of her friends and they are something else. I've fingered myself thinking about one of her friends. She is a hot black chick with curves that you wouldn't believe. She has a rack on her that bounces every time she walks. I've always wanted to feel her up, but I don't know if she's into chicks or not. It can be quite difficult telling if a woman is into other women. The lesbos are easy, it's the bisexual chicks that are hard to tell apart. I've been with a few women that you wouldn't even have thought was into other women.

I went to the store to get myself a new sexy dress. I wanted something that looked hot and sexy. I'm that way when it comes to sexual stuff like this. I know that it might sound stupid to some people, but I love sex. I love making it special. Even though sex with this many people is far from being special. It is more like being full of lust. I've always wanted to have sex with a whole bunch of girls. Just to see what it is like. I love the taste of pussy and I also love tasting other women's pussies to see what they taste like. Every woman has a different taste to her. Some may only taste slightly different than others, but that's what makes pussy eating fun. I love eating a pussy that has a real musky scent. I get so horny smelling a woman with a musky scent, that I have to play with myself as I eat her pussy.

I found this little sexy dress that shows off my tits. Some guys say that the best part of me is my tits. I don't know about that, but I do think I have a nice chest. My tits are natural and they have great shape. I love playing with my tits as I finger my pussy. I don't do that all too much, but I do when I'm so horny that I can't take it. I knew right away that I wasn't going to be wearing any bra or panties under this dress. I didn't want to have to go through a lot of work getting naked. I'm the type of person who likes to get in the action when the mood strikes. Sometimes I don't wear panties anyway. I usually wear a bra though. I don't want to be forty years old and have tits that sag to my knees. I've known a few women like that. It's not a pretty sight.

The night before all of this was to go down, I could hardly sleep. It was all that I could do to lay still in my bed. That's how excited I was. I thought about calling up one of my friends to see if she had any sleeping pills. She is a pill popper and always has some kind of pills on hand. I was afraid that if I called her on the phone, I would end up waking her up. The last thing I needed was to have her bitching at me because I got her out of bed. I usually don't pop pills, but I do take sleeping pills if I'm having a hard time falling asleep. I know that I probably shouldn't, but sometimes I can't sleep. Especially when I know I'm about to have a kick ass time like I was the next day. There was no doubt in my mind that this was a sexual experience that I was never going to forget.

The day had finally came. I think I got a total of three hours sleep. I got up out of bed and played around on the computer for awhile. I wasn't about to just lay there all night and not do anything. I heard a doctor on television say that is the worst thing you can do when you can't sleep. He said that you should get up and do something. Well, the only thing I felt like doing was playing with myself. I was thinking too much about the wild and crazy sex that we were going to be having. The problem was, my vibrator's batteries were dead. It couldn't have happened on a night that I was more horny. I wasn't in the mood to use my finger. I needed something long and thick like a cock.

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“Do you ever get horny?” Steve asked.

“What do you mean?” I asked confused.

“You know, just out of the blue get horny.” Steve replied.

“Sometimes, why do you ask?” I asked.

“I'm really horny right now.” Steve said as he stopped the car at a red light.

“Have you ever got a blow job while driving?” I asked.

“No, I have never done that.” Steve said as he pushed the gas pedal down.

I have known Steve for about six months. We are dating, if you can call it that. It isn't anything serious, we aren't going to get married or anything like that.

“Would you like a blow job?” I said putting my hand on his knee.

“Sure, but if I wreck, it is your fault.” Steve laughed.

“If you don't think you can drive, just pull over some place.” I said as I un-zipped his pants.

I un-zipped his pants and pulled his cock through the whole in his underwear. You know the one, the one right in the middle of the crotch. His penis was semi hard. It didn't take long before it was rock hard.

“Oh shit, I don't know about this.” Steve said as I put my lips around his cock.

I could taste stale sweat on his cock. It tasted salty and kind of stunk. He must have been working out today or did something to make him sweat.

“Your cock tastes like sweat.” I said as I went down on him.

“Well, that's what happens when you work all day long in a factory.” He said chuckling.

“You know I don't like it when you don't take a shower after work.” I raised up and said.

“Honey, you picked me up from work. This is your car.” Steve said.

I forgot that I picked him up when he got off of work. That is why his dick cock tasted so sweaty. I felt stupid for even bringing it up.

I went all the way down on his cock. I didn't tease any, I went straight to please mode. I sucked his cock as if I was sucking peas through a straw. I did it slowly and very passionately. If there is one thing I love, it is sucking cock.

“Are you driving okay?” I asked.

“Well, most of the time we have been at a red light. So, I don't know how well I will drive.” Steve said while pushing my mouth on his cock.

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