I woke at ten fifteen, but was still bone tired. I got up, showered, dressed in my work clothes, and headed to the bank. Thank goodness they were open till noon on Saturdays.
By the time I had something to eat, it was time to go to work. Gladys was there and I asked her, "Don't you take a day off? You have to have some time for yourself."
Gladys smiled and said, "I usually take Sunday and Monday off as they are the slowest days. When Joe needs me though, I work seven days. The last time I worked multiple weeks straight through, Joe sent me to the Cayman Islands for two weeks, totally on him. For as much as he pays me, he doesn't even have to do that."
I nodded and said, "Gladys, this is a good job. I'm making some decent money and I'm going to be able to save up fast."
"What are you saving for Tess?"
I had to stop and think for a minute, "Well, I guess I'm saving so I can go back to school and finish, but I'm saving for my future. Perhaps a home, I will need a car one of these days. I think mostly just to put money in the bank and be secure for a change."
"Well, Honey, make hay while the sun shines. Get out there and make some money while it's available. Go do your thing. You'll be on stage in about thirty minutes, so you have a chance to work the floor for a while if you want."
"Thanks, Gladys," I said, and put my purse into my locker and walked out into the dark club with the loud music and all the lights shining on the stage.
I did six lap dances real quick, then headed for the stage where I put on the best show I could. This continued through the afternoon, until I took a break with another dancer, and we walked across the street to get a steak dinner. On the way back, some guy began harassing us, wanting a blowjob or quick fuck for free. The dancer I was with, a girl named May, had her hand in her purse and told the idiot, "Get the fuck out of here or I'm going to hurt you. You are threatening me and I'm not afraid to hurt you, so now get."
The guy became belligerent and began yelling, "You cunt, I'll fuck you right here on the side of the road for God and everybody to see. Don't threaten me, you two bit whore, or I will have your ass while I'm at it." When the guy made a move toward us, May pulled her hand out of her purse and shot the guy with a stun gun. Two wires leaped from the gun and stuck into the guy's chest. He immediately fell to the ground and was withering around. May kept pulling the trigger, recharging the probes.
A cop car pulled up and stopped with his lights flashing. He came out of the car with his handgun pulled. May threw down the stun gun and pointed at the guy, "He was coming for us, threatening to harm us physically."
The cop looked at me and I just kept bobbing my head in agreement. I didn't know what to say.
The cop pulled the probes from the guy's chest then pulled him up into a sitting position. The guy came around and began cursing and hollering immediately. He made the mistake of yelling he was going to fuck both of us right there on Dale Mabry because we were just cunts. Now I was pissed.
The cop told the guy, "You know, you're going to jail, Buddy. You may not even remember tonight, but you'll be pissed at yourself tomorrow." He cuffed the guy and manhandled him into the back of his car. He took May's and my name for his report then took off.
"May, you were awesome. That was quick thinking on your part. You didn't even hesitate, you just shocked that guy."
May said, "It's better than shooting him. If I had shot him, I would have been questioned all night long. That's what the stun gun is for. It takes care of the non-life threatening situations. I'll tell you where you can get one."
We went back to the club, and after telling Gladys and Gwen what had happened, we went right back to work in the busy club. It was another crazy night where I didn't quit until almost four. Again, I was so tired I was just sitting, staring at nothing. Gladys said, "If you don't want to come in tomorrow, don't. You've worked hard and might need a day off. If you want to come in, come in around three and work till midnight or something like that. The money usually isn't as good on Sundays and Mondays, but you can make some in the evenings."
At home, I counted my money and found I only made thirty-nine hundred. I laughed at myself, "How can I feel bad with making thirty-nine hundred. That's a lot of money. I've made and saved over ten grand my first week and it wasn't a whole week." I smiled.
I slept until almost noon then got up, showered, and dressed for work. It took a while to find a good place to hide my money until Monday.
After having something to eat, I was at the club by two. There was a part time manager who spoke to me, using my name. She said, "Gladys said you would probably be early, even after she told you to either take the day off or wait till three to come in."
"I just thought you might need an extra girl, so I came in," I said. "If you don't need me, I'll stay in the dressing room so the girls can make the money."
"Not to worry, Honey, get ready and I'm sure the girls would be glad to let you dance so they can work the floor. My name's Julie and I need to tell you that I'm not that strict with the girls out on the floor. My deal is, don't get caught. The bouncer is a fag and he couldn't care less what you do, but he'll caution you if you're being flagrant. Like I said, just don't get caught. So go dance and do what you want. Oh yeah, and don't let Gladys or Joe know either."
This worried me; if the girls were being loose out on the floor, a cop could have a field day. I would have to stay away from where the girls were doing stuff.
I danced a set and received a pretty good amount of tips. As soon as I was on the floor, the guys seemed to know Sundays was a no holds barred day. They were trying to negotiate for what they called a half and half, bj's, a quick fuck, and just about everything and anything. Since I wouldn't go the whole way, I didn't get that many lap dances. I watched a couple of girls fucking, saw one give a customer a blowjob, and even saw the manager Julie leaning forward on the couch while a guy plowed her from behind. This was too much.
Just to be safe, I went to the dressing room to have a cup of coffee. While I was in there, I watched as a girl came in and was messing around with something on the dressing table in front of her. The next thing I know, she pulls out a little short silver looking straw and starts snorting whatever it was on the table.
Nope, I wasn't doing this. I went to my locker, got my purse and left the club. Two guys hassled me all the way to my car, but they did let me get in and lock the doors. They watched as I drove off. I drove home and went to Candy's and Misty's place. Candy opened the door as soon as I knocked.
"Candy, have you ever been in the club on Sunday?"
"Yeah, I have. If Gladys wasn't there then the place was probably a free for all, a regular whore house."
I was nodding when Misty came out of the bedroom stark naked. She said, "I used to use Sunday to make a few bucks and to get fucked. I could almost get enough dick at one time for a change. I would go through a couple dozen rubbers and make three or four grand, but the scum that is coming in on Sundays now wants to fuck for the price of a lap dance. What did you see?"
I said, "Exactly that, plus people were doing dope. At least one girl did some coke or something right in the dressing room in front of me. I don't want anything to do with that."
Candy looked at Misty, "I better call Gladys and Gwen at home so they can go see what's going on. If the cops come, Joe will get shut down for a week or so and a lot of the girls will go hungry."
Candy made a telephone call, then turned to us, "Can you two go in to work if they sack everyone?"
I said, "Sure, I'll go, but tell her she'll need a bouncer too."
Candy had the conversation then hung up. "Come on, Misty, let's get going. We might be in for a long night."
By the time we got back to the club, Gladys and Gwen were there and they were shoving girls out the door, as well as the bouncer. Joe Redner was there, yelling at the girls and some of the customers. He had the lights turned up and had a strange guy there going around picking up rubbers from the floor. If the cops had come in, he would have been shut down.
It took an hour to clean the place up to make it ready to do business again. By the time we opened, there was a pretty big crowd waiting to get in. Gladys was outside telling the men trying to get in that there would be no fooling around inside the club, but if they wanted regular dances and to watch the ladies, to come on in.
Gwen said that a lot of the late Sunday night crowd was traveling businessmen in town early to go to work tomorrow. Joe Redner stayed until after midnight, watching to make sure the place stayed clean. Gladys and Gwen had called in several girls to come in to work, as she said the entire crew that had been in was now terminated. When Candy, Misty, and I left at four in the morning, Gladys handed each of us an envelope and said, "This is from Joe. He said you three deserved this because you came right in and kept his place going. Like I told you, Tess, Joe will treat you right."
We three went to Park Place for breakfast, then home for a shower and to sleep. I had to peek into the envelope to see what Mr. Redner had given us. There was four thousand dollars in hundreds. Wow, that was in addition to what I had made, which totaled over three grand. All in all, it had been a very nice Sunday.
Monday morning about ten, I woke to mope around the house, wishing I had some food. Knowing that I needed to get going, I showered, dressed, and drove toward work. I made a quick stop at a McDonald's, and ate while driving the rest of the way to the club.
I walked into the club, noting that it wasn't quite as dark in the couch areas as it usually was during the day. The cashier smiled at me and handed me a sheet of paper, "These are the regular rules. Mr. Redner wants all the girls to re-read the rules and to sign them. You know what happened in here yesterday, don't you?"
I said, "Yeah, I was here for a few minutes while it was going on. I didn't want to be a part of it, so I left. I did come back when Gladys asked me to come to work."
The cashier said, "I wish they had called me. My old man would have been able to watch the kids while I made some money. I'll bet Mr. Redner gave you a nice tip for coming in. He always does that for the girls that help him out."
I smiled and carried the paper back to the dressing room where I read it, found a pen in my purse, and signed the paper. The day manager walked in and held out her hand. I gave her the paper and she said, "Glad you came in for the day shift, Tess. I need you to heat the place up. Go out there and really tease the audience and get them warmed up. Let's make the place sexy and fun. You do a great job of it, so help us out a little. The other girls are a little afraid to get wild after what happened yesterday."
"Actually," I answered, "Mr. Redner was here yesterday and after we cleaned up, it was like a party. We had a great time and were able to get the customers worked up real well. I had a decent evening considering what had gone on. The girls that were here all played by the rules and kept the guys in line, and we still made good money."
The day manager said, "Mr. Redner left a note that you and the other girls that came in yesterday don't have to pay your fees for a week. You get a reprieve for another week. Enjoy the extra money."
Monday daytime is supposed to be a slow day, but I know I was busy all day, and I think the other girls were busy too. I did notice that as the day went along, the lights got dimmer in the audience area. The girls were all being careful to make sure we didn't let customers get too frisky.
Gladys had me leave about eight, which gave me a chance to run up to the mall to visit Victoria's Secret. I bought some neat lingerie that I could use while working and some of their sexy perfume. You can't use much of it as it is really strong, but I do know that it drives guys nuts.
I stopped at Wal-Mart on the way home and bought over a hundred dollars worth of groceries. Now I could have breakfast and supper at home.
At home, I made a small salad and had a weight watcher's frozen dinner. After cleaning up my mess, I felt like taking a walk, so I put on some shorts and tennis shoes and started off by walking through the athletic fields. This was really a nice place. I walked back through a business park that had a big RV sales area then an over the road truck dealership. Across the street was the S&S golf cart showroom and it said factory, too. The showroom windows had a variety of passenger and utility carts.
Back home, I showered, then fell asleep watching television.
My days were running together as all I did was work from noon to eight or nine or from noon all the way through till around four. I had some fantastic days where I made over five grand, even after tipping out everyone and paying my fee. But I had some other days where I barely made a thousand dollars. By my third week, I had saved up an amazing amount of money. With the tip from Mr. Redner, I had deposited almost forty thousand dollars in the bank, plus I had at least five hundred in my purse. If I can keep this up, I'll be able to go back to school next semester without any worries.
I asked Gladys and Gwen for a couple of days off during the week and asked them what days I should take off. I explained that I wanted to go out to USF to apply to get in for the last credits I needed for my degree, and I wanted to be able to leave my car at a shop to get all of the maintenance done as it had been a while. I also needed to find an insurance agent as my Texas insurance was going to run out. Oh yeah, I needed a Florida driver's license too. Things were building up that I needed to take care of.
My first day off was Tuesday. I was up and at the Tuffy car repair place by seven in the morning. I gave them a list and they took me back to the park. I had them let me out at the patio area, where I asked if anyone was attending any morning classes out at USF. One young guy named Ben said he was going out for a nine o'clock class, would give me a ride, and drop me off at the administration buildings. He was a neat guy and gave me a brief history of his family. His dad had been killed in the military and his mom had remarried here. He said his second dad was really a neat person and I would like him. He began explaining about Steve Sharp and I laughed. I said, "I've met Steve Sharp. I've met Sue Sharp, too. How many wives does that guy have anyway?"
Ben smiled and said, "Four, and my mom is one of them. Steve really loves them all and loves all of his kids too. He really treats us all great. My mom couldn't be happier."
I was thinking that I wouldn't play second fiddle to anyone. If anything, I wanted several men at my beck and call, not to be one of many women in a family. I kept that to myself, and smiled demurely at Ben. Perhaps he might be a welcome suitor.
The bureaucracy at universities is unbelievable. Even with my transcript and a 3.8 grade point average, I almost had to beg to be allowed to apply for enrollment in two classes. After two and half miserable hours, I left with a submitted application for enrollment. They said my transcript would have to be approved as whether all the classes I had taken would be counted toward the dual degrees. Shit, I might as well go back to Texas and finish.
Luckily, I was standing out at the curb in front of the admin buildings when Ben swung by on his way home. Back at the park, he insisted I eat lunch with him on the patio. We had soup and sandwiches, then he asked me if I wanted to do anything that afternoon.
I said, "They only thing I have to do later is to go pick up my car. I probably should get a cell phone, and I'm going to have to find an insurance agent. Oh yeah, I need to get my Florida driver's license and register my car here."
Ben said, "Tell you what, how about I take you over the license office. They're usually not busy on Tuesday, and we'll go from there. Let me be your guide today." He turned and said, "Hey, Mom, I'm going to take Gerry around to the license office and help her out a little this afternoon."
When Ben turned back to me, he suddenly blushed, "Darn, I'm sorry, I didn't introduce you to my mom. Come, let me do it."
"Mom, this is Gerry, ah," Ben looked at me, realizing he didn't know my last name.
"Shadow. My real name is Geraldine Shadow." I said this with a smile.
The tall lady said, "Nice to meet you, Gerry. You're lucky to catch Ben while he's home for a while. He's a good guy, enjoy your day, you two."
As we walked out of the patio, Ben said, "I'm sorry, I never asked you your full name."
I answered, "I didn't ask you yours, either."
"Oh, I'm Benjamin Sharp. Just call me Ben."
"Okay, Ben, thanks for ferrying me around today. With you knowing where everything is, this will be a lot faster. How far is it to the license office?"
As we pulled out of the park, Ben said, "Less than five minutes. All you'll have to do is take the written test and they will give you your license. If you're rated for anything else, like motorcycles or chauffeur, let them know so you can get the endorsement on your license."
"That's good to know. I do have a motorcycle license, as well as a chauffeur's license for big trucks. I drove a truck last summer on a delivery route. The test for it in Texas was pretty tough. I had to turn some tight corners, as well as back the trailer into a really tight loading dock. I grew up out in the country, so I know how to drive almost anything. When you're raised on a reservation farm, you get to do a lot."
"Reservation?" Ben asked, "Tell me about that. You sure don't look like an Indian or Native American with your blond hair, but you do have brown eyes and that is unusual."
"My Mom was blonde, with almost white hair. My dad was only half Native-American and probably had a lot of blond genes in him as well. That makes me only one-fourth American Indian, but I'm still considered a Native-American. It really wasn't a reservation, but a group of Kiowa that lived together up in the grasslands of Northern Texas. They were farmers, and together, they did well raising cattle and crops that fed them and made them a living. They always referred to it as their reservation as the Department of Interior reneged on lands they were going to give to the tribes. When my folks passed away, my grandmother, who had a sugar beet farm near Dumas, Texas, took me in."
Ben said, "You've had an interesting life. I hope we have time together to talk more about it. We're here; let's go in before a rush comes."
The place was very quiet, with no waiting. I took the simple test and the eye exam, had my picture taken, and was issued my Florida driver's license with all the endorsements I had in Texas. Ben walked me next door to the tax office, where I was able to get my Florida license plate using my current insurance information. This was really neat.
When we got back into his car, he said, "Let's run by the insurance office that Dad uses. They must be fair priced or he wouldn't use them."
We did go there and I was able to buy insurance that would give me decent limits. I didn't buy collision, as my car was over twenty years old. If someone hit it hard enough, it would be toast anyway.
As we walked out of the insurance office, Ben asked, "Okay, what else do you need to get done?"
I said, "For right now, that's it. This has been a great day. I have to pick up my car at Tuffy's, but after that I'm done. Say, are you twenty-one, so I can buy you a drink?"
"No, Ma'am, I'm going to be twenty next month. But if we go back to the patio later, I can have a beer with you there if I want. How about we pick up your car, then we could go for a quick swim before all the people come to the patio?"
I answered, "Sounds good, I need some sun and exercise."
Ben dropped me off at Tuffy's and said he would meet me as soon as he put on his swimsuit and walked up to the pool. I said I would meet him there.
After picking up my car, I quickly changed, putting on my cute bikini that is a little brief, but not totally a thong. Since I'm not huge on top, all of my breasts are covered. The panties on any suit have a tough time covering my rounded butt. My hips aren't wide, but my butt sticks way out. Some guys like it, some don't. I happen to think my butt is sexy.
Ben arrived just as I entered the fence around the pool. Ben took one look at me and jumped into the water. I put my towel and lotion down and dove in with him. I began swimming laps while Ben followed my lead, swimming next to me. When we had done more than a dozen laps, we drifted up to the steps where we sat together for a second, catching our breath.
Ben gasped, "Man, that was a good workout. My dad's friend Chuck Johnson swims like that. I was over at his house and he gets in the pool and swims as hard as he can until he's winded. That guy can swim fifty laps before he's done. A couple of the people who live over there with him swim like that too. You should see them. You would think they were racing, but they're just exercising."
I said, "This is the way I exercised at school. About every other day, I would go to the pool and swim real hard, rest, then swim hard again. Come on, we've caught our breath, let's do it again, then rest up."
I took off swimming hard again and Ben took off after me. We were really moving this time, and I swear he was trying to swim faster than me. I'm not the world fastest swimmer, but I am a strong swimmer. This time, when we finished, we were both winded. We staggered from the pool to enjoy the hot sun beating down on us.
Picking up my lotion, I poured a bunch in my hand and spread it on Ben's back. He enjoyed my touch, moaning his approval. I handed him the lotion then flopped on my stomach so he could do my back.
Ben was amazingly gentle. He gently spread the lotion all over my back, then, as he got lower, I reached back and ran my hands under the bottoms and pulled them together into the crack of my butt. I heard him gasp and almost chuckled. I said, "Put some lotion on those cheeks. I can't reach them that easily."
I thought to myself, 'You nasty blonde. You're teasing this guy as bad as you do the ones at the club. They don't get to touch my glorious cheeks, though.'
Ben was cool, he spread lotion all the way down my legs, complimenting me on how nice they are.
When he was done, I told him to lie down so I could do his legs. I spread the lotion from his feet to his upper thighs, getting my hands way up under the legs of his baggy trunks. I told him to roll over, and I don't think he even thought about it, as he flipped over, displaying a very nice tent in his swimsuit.
I didn't make a big thing about it, and went right to work putting lotion on his nice chest. His eyes were closed as I massaged his pecs, so I could inspect the tent some more. He was so cute, I couldn't resist. I looked around quickly to make sure no one was looking and leaned over. My lips touched his in a very sensuous kiss. We both groaned from the intensity we shared.
His eyes popped open and we grinned at each other. I suggested, "Want to come over to my place for a few minutes while I dress for the patio?"
Ben looked at me and moaned, "Sure."
I was smoking hot and wanted to get to my place as fast as possible. I pulled Ben up by his hand and we walked toward my trailer, with me walking fairly fast. He wasn't thinking what I was thinking or he would have been running. It didn't make any difference, as I had him inside in just a couple of minutes.
I locked the door and pushed him toward the back where the bedroom was. As soon as we were in the bedroom, I turned him around and pulled his head down to me for another of those great kisses. As his mouth met mine, I was pushing him back so he collapsed on the bed with me on top. We kept kissing while I was all over him, touching, squeezing, and caressing his face and head.
I didn't want to wait and I wasn't thinking with anything but my pussy. With no effort at all, I pulled Ben's baggy swimsuit down, and with almost as much ease, my bottoms joined his on the floor. With our lips still glued together, I slid down him onto his very nice shaft. We both groaned into each other's mouth.
We began pounding each other, rutting in our lust. This was pure fucking, oh so good, pure, fucking. We raced toward our mutual pleasure until Ben was groaning loud and swelling inside me. I was just as loud, squeezing him in my spasms.
In the midst of my orgasm, and his spewing of his seed into me, Ben flipped me over and kept right on pounding me. This just heightened both of our pleasures and we kept it up until we both released again. Ben collapsed on top of me, sort of holding his upper body up on his elbows. He kept giving me soft kisses as we caught our breath.
"Damn, Gerry, that was hot. This was the hottest I've ever had."
I smiled up at Ben and said, "It was great, wasn't it? You really did a number on me. Hope I can walk later."
He was still plugged in, but was losing some of his rigidity. He said, "We better get up, you're going to leak all over the place. You'll end up having to wash the spread if we don't."
Ben rolled us over until I was on top and we kissed once more before he lifted me up and set me on my feet. The juices gushed from between my legs. I laughed and ran for the bathroom.
Sitting on the toilet, it felt like a fire hose had gone off inside of me. What seemed like gallons was leaking out of me. Ben was at the door and said, "I'm sorry I didn't ask, so I hope its okay we didn't use any protection."
I frowned, but said, "I won't get pregnant, I take the pill, but we should have waited until I got the results of my tests back."
"What kind of tests?" Ben asked.
"I had a fling with a guy that turned out to be a slime ball. As soon as I found out he was so bad, I went to the county health clinic to get checked out. I think the only result that was still out was the HIV thing, and I doubt the guy was exposed to that."
Ben asked, "When will you get that test back?"
I thought for a second and said, "It should be in my mailbox now. We'll check on the way to the patio. Come on, let's take a shower real quick so we don't smell like fresh lovin, '"
Ben laughed, "We won't hide anything, my moms will know. They always know."
"Did you say moms, as in plural?"
"Yep, I have four, but around that place, it's more like eight or nine. All the women are our moms and all the men are our dads, but we all have our own family which for me is my real mom, Kathy, and three other moms. You know, Sue, Mercy, and Juanita. What three better other moms can you have?"
I just shook my head as his youth had that thing between his legs standing up again. "Are you going to need help to get that thing down?"
"I'll be okay, but if you wanted to go another round, I'd be willing," Ben grinned.
"Let me," I said, as I slid to my knees and tasted his freshly washed protrusion. I don't think this kid ever had a good mouth on him as he was filling my mouth in just over a minute. He pulled me up and kissed me, even though my mouth was still full of his stuff.
"You are so sexy, Gerry. Wait until my brothers meet you. J.J. will want to drag you off."
"Ah, perhaps I don't want another of your brothers."
"Wait until you meet the other two, then say that. We three share, perhaps too much, but we share."
I shivered, thinking of three good looking guys like Ben wanting me at the same time. I could like that.
Ben put his trunks back on and I put my shorts and T-shirt back on along with some sandals. We stopped on the way to the patio to check my mailbox and there it was, the letter from the county, along with some flyers. I ripped the envelope open and looked at the paper. All of the tests for all the terrible things you can get fooling around were listed, and on the right of all of them was the abbreviation, "NEG."
I smiled and showed it to Ben and asked, "How long has it been since you were tested."
Ben laughed, "The only sex I've had has been with a couple of other virgins that have not had the opportunity to catch anything. Our biggest fear is them getting pregnant. We've counted days correctly so far, and we've used some rubbers. I think both of the girls are going to get some birth control soon. We all hope so."
I folded the letter up, stuffed it in my back pocket, and pitched the flyers before we continued toward the patio.
Golf carts were buzzing down the street, parking in a line across the front of the patio and the adjoining yard. Ben said, "For a Tuesday, it's pretty busy tonight. Come on, I'll get you a beer."
We went into the busy patio where Ben pulled a couple of frosty steins from the top of the beer cooler. He was pretty good at drawing a mug, as he handed me one with just a little head that was rounded over the top. I took a sip and yum, it was ice cold. I took a bigger swig just as the very tall lady called "Mom" or Kathy, stood in front of me. With a silly looking grin on her face, she asked, "So what have you been doing with my son? He seems to be in good spirits. Did you help him with some stress?" She actually began laughing. She was laughing so hard that she began choking.
Ben came up and was slapping her on the back, trying to help her catch her breath. Ben said, "See, I told you the moms would know. She can't help herself; she always has to push my buttons."
Kathy took my beer and drank some, then handed it back to me and said softly so only I could hear, "Sorry, I couldn't resist. You two looked so happy and well-fucked that I just had to say something. I hope it was as good for you as it looks like it was for him."
I smiled at Kathy and whispered, "It was wonderful."
Kathy stood up and said, "DeDe said you were doing a good job down at the Mons. They said they were proud you were abiding by the rules while still making some money."
I looked at her really strange, then she said, "There's nothing wrong with dancing. You're not selling it on the side or giving bj's in the corner. You're performing and getting paid for it. Be proud you have the body to do it with. With a cute butt on you like you have, I'll bet the guys are lined up for lap dances."
A lady named Ruth had come over and was standing with us. She said, "I love to take Tiny down there and get him a couple of lap dances. I bring him home and he's so hot that he's ready to explode. Of course, we've invited Candy over a couple of times to enjoy her together."
Kathy said, "Don't mind her, she's just a slut and lush at heart. Come on, you have to meet all the ladies here."
I met two little redheads, and a bunch of others that were considered moms. Kathy was trying to explain things, when Sue, Steve's very buxom wife, took me by the hand and said, "Let me show you something. Come with me. Kathy, you can show her too."
The two ladies, one short and built with huge breasts and the other very tall and slim, also with a big chest, escorted me into the big manufactured home. They took me through the living room, down a hallway, into a huge bedroom with a bed bigger than anything I've ever seen.
Kathy was behind me, with her body against my back and Sue was in front of me. Sue moved into me by smashing her huge breasts right into mine. She leaned toward me and whispered, "Hmmm, you smell good. You still have cum running out of your pussy. Oh my, I want to taste that."
I would have been radically alarmed if something about the two ladies had not just set me off like a torch. Instead of panicking, I was turning into a ball of lust.
Kathy was holding me gently at my waist and ran her hands up my sides to cup my braless breasts.
I gushed and moaned. Sue's lips touched mine in the most sensuous kiss I've ever had. While she was kissing me, her hands were busy at the button and zipper of my shorts. In seconds, they and my damp panties were at my feet with Kathy's hands now under my T-shirt, playing with my nipples.
Sue and Kathy worked as a team and had me naked on the bed, spread-eagled with Kathy, also nude, kissing me while a mouth was working on my drooling pussy. Kathy said, "Sue will suck all of my son's stuff right out of you, you lucky bitch. I'd love to have that good looking son of mine load me up with his stuff. I'm kinky, but not that kinky."
The thought of Ben fucking his mom while Sue sucked on my clit had me coming hard. I moaned to Sue, "Watch it, don't make me too hot, I'm gonna,,,."
It was too late, I squirted, actually gushed a huge stream out onto Sue's face. She kept right on sucking while I went nuts. She leaned up and said, "Kathy, you gotta taste this sweet pussy."
All I could do was groan as Sue came up to kiss me and Kathy's mouth took over. I think my spring must have been full, as I was continuously gushing. I could hear Kathy groaning too. She moaned, "Someone please suck my pussy, please."
There was a movement on the bed and a third person was joining us. This third person was moving Kathy around and buried her head in Kathy's pussy. Kathy groaned loudly and said, "Oh, Mercy you are so wonderful. Thank you, thank you, now taste this luscious pussy Ben brought home."
Another, a different mouth, latched onto my pussy and brought me off again and again, as I continued to spew juices. Sue knelt up and stuffed a huge nipple into my mouth. The thing was so big that I thought I was going to choke.
We finally began to calm down. I rose up on my elbows, still spread-eagled, with cute little Mercy grinning at me from between my legs. "Wow, you three are something. Do you do this to many of the boys' girlfriends?"
Kathy smiled at me and said, "You're the first, but something about you said you had done a good job with my Ben, and I wanted to enjoy you too. Sue is a cum freak like one of the other moms out there. She smelled it in you or on you, and as you just witnessed, she brought you right in and sucked it all out. I'm a little jealous, but it's probably for the better."
Sue said, "Come on, let's get cleaned up and change the bed. Too bad we don't have more time. I'd love for Steve to come in and sample some of this prime pussy."
Oh my, that gave me a shiver. The lady wanted to share her husband, or was that the ladies were going to share "their" husband. Perhaps it was me they were going to share. This place could be dangerous.
Sue, Kathy, and I showered quickly. I didn't get my hair wet, but Sue and Kathy had been sprayed thoroughly.
When we walked back out to the patio, several of the ladies looked at me appraisingly, or was that lustfully? Ben saw me and handed me a fresh beer. He asked, "Where'd you go?"
"Your moms were showing me the house."
He smiled and herded me toward the bar where he introduced me to a big guy named Tiny, a couple of older guys named Abe and Martin, then began moving around the room introducing me to just about everyone. When he came to a young version of his mother, Ben said, "This is my sister, Barb, and her good friend, Debbie." Then Ben whispered into my ear, "I told you about the two of them."
I almost choked on my beer thinking of what he may have meant. The two girls smiled and said hi, then gave Ben a hug and went off to visit with some other kids their age.
Looking at Ben, I asked, "You did your sister?" That was a little shocking.
He blushed and whispered back, "We did each other. Debbie wanted in on it, so we all did it together." He paused for a second, then said, "I wasn't her first. I think Steve did her first. She won't say, but I'd bet on it."
"Does your mom know this?" Now I was really concerned.
"She was probably there. Barb isn't very bashful about things. She had been telling mom she was going to have Steve."
Now I was curious, "When was this?"
"Last summer, when we were on vacation, sailing to Alaska and to Hawaii."
"Really," I gasped, "you sailed up to Alaska and to Hawaii?"
Ben smiled, "We sailed through the Panama Canal, up the west coast to pick up a couple of friends of dad's, and then sailed up to Alaska and on to Hawaii. I'll get some of the pictures and we can look at them on the big video screen."
"Wow, how big of a crew did the boat have?"
Ben laughed, "The family is the crew. Dad and all the moms are licensed captains, and we all know how to sail. Dad is a really good sailor. When we have a chance, I'll take you over to see our boats. You'll love them. I can take out the little sailboat we have now, and I can take one of the thirty-five foot motor launches, but I'm not licensed to take out the big sailboats."
I was flabbergasted, "You have several big boats?"
"Yeah, Dad has a charter service for sailboat excursions and a big fishing charter service. People come from all over the world to sail on our boats."
I drained my beer mug, "I have to see those boats. Wow, that must be really something."
Someone yelled, "Sit everybody, supper's ready."
I asked, "Supper?"
"Yeah, everyone here eats together every night. Most eat breakfast here too, and those that work in the park come here for lunch."
"Who cooks for all these people?" I asked, really confused.
Ben casually replied, "Everyone, Glenda or Ruth are usually in charge of a lot of things, but everyone cooks. It's a community thing."
Still confused, I asked, "Who all eats here and goes in on the food?"
"Anyone who wants to, but Dad doesn't let anyone pay anymore. He picks up the tab for all the food now. He says all these people have made him lucky enough to have so much, so he pops for the food."
"The beer too?" I was wondering about that.
"Yep, the beer and all the booze you can drink too. Listen, you have to figure out how to come on a Friday evening. We have a big party here on Friday. If there's an announcement, we have a big tent and literally hundreds of people and their kids."
"Ben, that has to be wild. They do that every Friday?"
"Most every Friday, Gerry. If you think that's wild, you should see when Momma Sue has a party for the clothing companies. She has probably three thousand or so employees and they all gather over in the big park. They have bands, multiple areas cooking, plus games and booths for the families. It is really like a state fair, except without the carnival rides. I'll bet if Sue would think of it, she would have rides. I'll have to tell her."
Ben was pushing me toward some empty chairs at one of the big tables. There wasn't any special place to sit and we ended up sitting across from Barb and Debbie. Tonight was a pork roast with mashed potatoes, green beans, and lots of gravy. The rolls were delicious dunked in the gravy. I hadn't eaten this good since grandma got sick.
The meal was great and it was nice that Barb found me a tall class of milk. I had enough beer, so that was great. Ben and I told the girls all the stuff that we had accomplished today. Barb said, "My car isn't running very good. I'm afraid to tell Dad because I think I hurt it when I went through the creek last weekend. Do you think I could get it looked at by Sandy or Mandy?"
Ben said, "Tell Dad. He won't be mad. He's had all of us do crazy stuff with our cars. You wanted a Jeep and that's what you got. It should be able to go through water."
Barb and Debbie laughed, Barb said, "Not four feet deep. I didn't think the creek was deep until we got into it. Thank goodness the Jeep didn't die. We had to go ten miles around to get back out so we wouldn't go through the creek again."
Debbie said, "Yeah, we were both soaked to the bone. It was really funny because we sneaked back into the house to change clothes so no one would find out we dunked the Jeep. Juanita caught us though, but didn't rat us out. She washed our stuff for us. Debbie and I did a bunch of stuff for her to thank her."
Ben turned to me and said, "There's never a dull moment around here. There's always something going on and happening. Everyone goes to bed fairly early, but they're up at six ready to go again. You should see this place in the morning. With all the little kids getting ready for school; it is a riot."
I said, "I was here once for breakfast already. It was busy, and yes, there were a lot of kids having breakfast before the school buses came."
Barb said, "The moms have begun home schooling some of the kids. The ones who are really far ahead of their grade level are being kept home and taught here so they don't get bored. They'll probably begin home schooling all the kids if they can get enough extra help to get it done."
I helped clear the tables with Barb and Debbie. Actually, everyone helped clearing and washing the tables, while some people were cleaning up the kitchen. Everyone was back out on the patio getting out games and things in a very short period of time. Ben said, "I don't mean to be a stick in the mud, but I have to study for tomorrow."
"I'm sorry, Ben. I've kept you from studying all day. That wasn't very nice."
Ben said blushing, "I wouldn't have missed today for anything in the world. I really had a good time being with you." He winked at me and said, "I hope I can have a repeat."
"Anytime, Ben. I know I'm not home early very often, but perhaps we'll find a way to get together. I forgot to get a cell phone today, but I'll get one tomorrow. We can message each other to figure out when we can get together."
Ben gave me a sweet hug and I was going to kiss him, but he was gone before I could get at him. Oh well, I guess he would be embarrassed if all the people saw him get kissed.
Barb came up to me and said, "Did Ben tell you about his brothers?"
"A little. Mostly he said that I would like them. He said the same about you."
Barb said, "You'll get a chance to meet them soon. J.J. will be home again in a couple of weeks. He's really good looking. You'll go nuts when you meet him."
"Why would I go nuts?" I was curious.
Barb leaned up close to me and said, "If you think Ben's hung, wait till you see J.J. He's almost as big as Steve."
My mouth must have been wide open as Barb chuckled, "Shut your mouth. What's the matter? Don't you think I should enjoy my brothers' big cocks? Let me tell you, when I turned thirteen, I thought I was going nuts until I found my fingers. It didn't take too long after that to figure out what that thing between my legs was for. I've been very active since then. I'm careful and always use protection, but let me tell you, I love sex in any form. I think I take after my mom, but then my dad and her were always doing it. Now Steve and her are always doing it. Of course, Steve is doing all of his ladies all the time, plus whoever his ladies drag into bed. I got him on vacation. Have you met Dad's buddy, Chuck, yet? This guy only has one leg, but he has the biggest fattest dick you've ever seen. He stretches you in ways you can't believe."
"Barb, do you really do all this stuff? You better be careful. Someone can hurt you. Don't let people know you like all of that, or the wrong kind of people can hurt you."
"I know, I know, Gerry. I'm just mouthing off to you because you got Ben between the sheets. I guess I'm a little jealous."
I said soothingly, "I'm sorry to hurt you, Barb. We just clicked, that's all. Ben's younger than I am, but not by much. I hadn't been with anyone for a while and I really got excited."
Barb said softly, as people were now near, "I know what you mean. When I get too excited, I'm not careful at all. I'm learning though."
"I'm going to walk back home, Barb. I'll see you guys again soon."
As I was leaving, Mercy came up and said, "You know you're welcome to come anytime. Even if Ben doesn't invite you, come when you can. We always have a good supper. If you're around in the evenings, come have a drink with us. Who knows, perhaps someone will attack you when you least expect it."
We both laughed over that. I walked back to my trailer, thinking that tomorrow I would go get a cell phone in the morning, and maybe go into work in the afternoon anyway. Having had some good loving with Ben, my itch was cured for a while. Perhaps we could be buddies and take care of each other. Having a clean fuck buddy would be a good thing. Those moms were something else. I don't know how they did it, but they had me flaming hot in seconds, even though I'm really not into women. It was probably the mood I was in and they picked up on it. Very interesting.
I spent the rest of the evening sending my friends e-mails and catching them up on my life. Most were still in school, but some had graduated and were now in the work force or still trying to enter. I guess I was lucky. I was making some big bucks.
The TV didn't interest me, and I sat there thinking of what I really wanted to do with my life. My geology degree would make me a candidate for a lot of oil companies as I had spent an inordinate amount of time studying formations that have indicated oil in the past. It's too bad it's so expensive to drill to see if what you think is true. I guess that is what exploration is all about.
My metallurgy degree, when I get it, all has to do with specialty alloy metals and composites. There is a lot of interest in blended products, using special metals, especially to make vehicles stronger and lighter. What manufacturers really want is to find some form of material that would hold its shape, without the spring back effect, and would also be light. If they could reduce the cost of materials, that would be major. Oh well, I have two important courses yet to go. Hopefully USF will transfer my hours from A&M.
In bed, I thought of my busy and exciting day. I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
Primary editing by Pepere
Proofing by Sagacious