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Rated: 18+ · Fiction · Adult · #1169211
what a swf might do.
LOVE HURTS
KIM WAS A MOTHER OF TWO BOYS, SHE LIVED IN A SUBURBAN APARTMENT IN A MIDDLE CLASS AREA. SHE HAD A GOOD JOB BUT WAS JUST BARLEY ABLE TO MAKE ENDS MEET SHE WAS A OUTGOING PERSON WHO LIKE TO MAKE FRIDAY NIGHT LADYS NIGHT OUT WITH THE GIRLS. ONE OF THESE WEEKEND SHE WAS FEELING PERTICULARLY LONEY AND DECIDED TO GO LET HER SELF GET PICKED UP IN THE BAR. IT WAS A NICE MIXED CROWED, BLACK WHITE MIDDLE CLASS WORKING PEOPLE SHE FIGURED WHAT THE HECK, ILL LET MYSELF GET PICKED UP. THE FIRST GUY WAS REALLY BUFF. HI I'M JEFF WHATS UP WITH THE SAD LOOK, HE SAY'S I BET I CAN MAKE YOU SMILE,UGH THIS GUY IS A LEFT OVER FROM SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE SHE THINKS, NO, NO THANK YOU I'M WAITING FOR SOMEONE (SOMEONE ELSE),OK YOUR LOSE HE RETORTS. AN HOUR PASSES AND NO ATTEMPTES SHES JUST ABOUT TO TO LEAVE BECAUSE ALL HER FRIENDS HAVE GONE AND SHE'S WAS FEELING LONELY. THEN THRU THE SMOKE AND MUSIC. HELLO MY NAMES EARL CAN I BUY YOU A DRINK, AS SHE FORCES HERSELF TO FOCUS AND BRINGS HIM INTO VIEW SHE NOTICES THE CLEFF IN HIS CHIN,BAM IT LIKE A EXPLOSION IN SLOW MOTION. FINALLY HER EYES MEET HIS BLUE DEEP POOLS OF DREAMYNESS SHE THINKS, YES A BEER'S OK. BEER WELL THAT WHAT I LIKE A SIMPLE WOMEN AS HE TAKES THE STOOL NEXT TO HER HEART STARTS TO POUND, CAN THIS BE THE ONE, I'M TIRED OF WAITING IF HE MAKE A PLAY I'M GOING FOR IT. EARL RUN HIS HAND THRU HIS CURLEY BLACK HAIR BRUSHING THE LOCKS OUT OF HIS EYES. WHAT YOU DOING AFTER YOU LEAVE? I GUESS I'LL TURN IN FOR THE EVENING. WHY DONT WE SPEND SOME TIME TOGETHER, I DONT HAVE ANY PLANS WE CAN MAKE A NIGHT OF IT, OK. THEY FINISH THEIR DRINKS RETRIVE THEIR COATS AND LEAVE THE BAR.THEY FROLLIC AROUND LIKE TO LOVE STRUCK TEENAGERS, FINALLY ENDING UP IN EARLS APARTMENT.HE HAS A TWO BEDROOM BACHLORS PAD NICELY DECORATED WITH SOME MODERN ART ON HIS WALLS, NOT TO FLASHY BUT NOT SHABBY AT ALL.CAN I TAKE YOUR COAT? SURE AS HE TAKES HER COAT HIS EYES DRIFT TO THE TIGHT SIZE 38'S HE CANT HEL BUT NOTICE HER NIPPLES THRU THE WHITE BLOUSE SHE WEARING. I CANT STAY LONG I HAVE TO GET HOME TO MY BOYS,DAMN FORGOT TO TELL HIM THAT,ACTUALLY IT NEVER CAME UP. YOU GOT A HUSBAND, NO JUST MY BOYS, HOW OLD ARE THEY HE ASK'S 25 AND 14 THEIR FATHER LEFT A LONG TIME AGO. SO YOUR A SINGLE WORKING MOM, I'M IMPRESSED HE REPLYS, WELL LETS JUST RELAX EARL PUTS SOME EASY LISTENING MUSIC ON AND THEY SIT TO ENJOY EACH OTHER COMPANY, ITS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME BEFORE THEY SHED THEIR CLOTHS AND HEAD FOR THE BEDROOM.THE SEX IS GREAT SHE DOESNT WANT IT TO END ALL THE BOTTLED FRUSTRATION SHE'S BEEN RETAINING FINALLY HAS A WAY OUT, SHE EXHALES. TWO AND HALF HOURS PASS AND SHE GATERS HERSELF TOGETHER ITS TIME TO LEAVE, THEY BOTH SHOWER TOGETHER ONE MORE GO AROUND FOR THE ROAD. HE CALLS HER A CAB, GIVES HER HIS NUMBER AND A LONG KISS GOODNIGHT. IT 2:30AM AND SHE'S WIPPED OUT, THE RIDE TAKE WHAT SEEMS FOREVER. FINALLY SHE HOME JUST AS SHE REACH THE DOOR IT STARTS TO RAIN, THE SMELL OF THE FRESH RAIN IN THE NIGHT AIR SNAPS HER BACK TO REALITY, SHE ENTER HER APARTMENT THE BOYS ARE SOUND ASLEEP EVERYTHING LOOKS OK SHE HEADS FOR HER BEDROOM. AS SHE LAYS IN BED SHE RECAMPS THE EVENING EVENTS IN HER MIND, SHE CANT BELEIVE SHE DID THAT BUT SHE DID,SHE GIGGLS LIKE A SCHOOL GIRL THEN SHE REMEMBERS THE NUMBER, SHE MAKE A DESPERATE LUNG FOR HER PURSE, EARL JACKSON 410-555-5255.SHE WONDERS IF SHE SHOULD CALL HIM NOW SHE DOESNT WANT TO BE PRETENSIOUS, OH WHAT THE HECK, SHE GRABS THE CELL AND DIALS A BUSY SIGNAL. OH WELL I'LL TRY TOMARROW SHE MUSE'S. SLEEPYTIME.
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