A Good Deed Rewarded
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The world can be indeed a very cruel and dark place. Just ask any of us that are in one way or another, within the shape of a minority group.
You see my name is Charlie Lynn, for the last thirty-eight years of my life, I was a man living under a very different name while living a very different life. But that all changed when I met the love of my life, a woman whose mind was just as open as her heart, and whose love for me was unconditional just as much now as it was then.
Her name is Anne, and truly there is nothing in this world I wouldn't do for her. I remember the night I told her I was trans, she held me tight with tears of joy in her eyes, while giving me a kiss on the cheek. All the while telling me that this would never change anything he was still head over heels in love for me.
I guess the old saying is you truly can indeed have it all, is actually true and not just an old wise tale.
Today was Black Friday, and much to it's name there was no light or joy to which my eyes could find. You see I was in the mall, River Creek Mall to be exact, we had gone back home to have Thanksgiving with my family, and while Anne was at home resting, I was here for two reasons.
First was to pick up her Christmas gifts, while the second was to do something for me at her request. I work as a political blogger, not exactly the most exciting of jobs. More than comfortable enough however, to not only allow me to use my degree in politics. But also to be comfortable enough financially, where money was no real worry between any of us.
Anne and I were sexually adventurous, we were both in a polyamorous relationship, while at the same time swingers, and not to be outdone engaged in bondage. To say that we were all about sex was perhaps the understatement of the millennium, get at the same time we were completely devoted and in love to each other. There was truly nothing we would do to make the other one happy, which leads me to why I'm here at the mall.
You see Anne knew this was coming, and today was her turn to plan a sexually devilish treat for me. The last time a plan had been made for either of us, was when I arranged for her a twelve cock gloryhole appointment.
You see my wife has a fixation for sucking dick, as well as swallowing each and every hot load of that thick jizz. Each taste of that tangy spank, makes her reach under her panties if she is wearing any that day and feverishly rub that pussy to a squirting orgasm. She always makes a sexual mess when doing it, but fuck it's hot just the same.
Today was my turn however, she knew that my body had aches and pains sitting behind a computer screen all day. Not to also mention that the last two days, she was experiencing a head cold, so I was the always loving and attentive husband making sure she was okay, but it kept me preoccupied from achieving my much-needed daily release.
Anne had given me a kiss before I left telling me that I had an appointment at one. So here I am doing my best to avoid men and women alike, while holding my wife's Christmas gifts in two bags. At the same time looking for the direction of where she had sent me to be.
The location was in an empty wing of the mall. In fact it was so secluded you had to open a glass door just to reach into the wing, by this time he only sound I could hear with my own heart racing wondering what the hell was in store for me.
As the old grandfather clock, chimed just once to signifying the time of the hour, a woman came out from behind the back wall.
A smile on her face, with red hair and blue eyes. A sort of fire and ice persona, taller than my 5 ft 11 body, with more curves to make a bakery jealous.
"Hello are you Charlie?" She asked with a kind warmness to her.
"Yes yes I am." I said unsure what to call her as I didn't even know who she was yet.
" Nice to meet you, my name is Adrienne."
As we shook hands she asked me to follow her and she let the way. The white walls surrounding us were cold and almost unforgiving, almost as if this place was an emotional tomb, one in whichall the pain and misery of people go to be buried.
The walk back was one of teasing torture for me. Anne had an amazing ass that no amount of clothing could help hide, always full and sticking out with pride.
My fascination with a woman's ass was many of my wife's roleplaying scenarios with me. But her favorite was stroking my cock and teasing about cumming all over her fat ass, and coo as she would see me erupt in sexual applause.
But Adrienne was truly the definition of a pawg. The faded blue denim of her jeans, was no match for the plumpness of her exquisite ass. It was as if my wife had told her about my fetish, I could almost swear she was putting extra sway into her hips with eqch step.
