Authors note: The nineties are just a fantasy ain't they? This shit would be all over the place is we had i-phones back then...I keep telling myself this is just a story...
Random notes at the end, this really is a romance story.
Shimmer and Joy came to Bill's funeral. We knew some kind of blood cancer had spread to other organs the night we went to the new club in town. Veterans Administration had been screwing him over for years.
Surprised at the number of uniforms that showed up at the services, full honor guard, twenty one gun salute. His daughter had died in a car accident many years ago, his wife passed not long ago. I was nominated as the only family he had left. Presented the folded flag and a bunch of medals, only ones I knew were the two purple hearts.
Shimmer had donated a private party room at the club, celebration of life, Tuesday's were slow anyway...
Joy looked really good, a classy MILF. Prim and proper, very little make up, sober for the first time in weeks.
Shimmer presented herself as a professional business woman, many mistook her as a lawyer. She owned half the club. Rumor had it that several franchises were opening soon.
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"Did he ever tell you how he got this medal?" Big scruffy black guy, had me cornered at the bar. Do you remember Bill had stories he wouldn't tell? "Saved my life..." Showed me his prosthetic leg. "That guy over there," Pointing to a uniform with all kinds of decorations, "Fucked him over but good man..."
Most of the party goers had changed into civilian clothes. Joy was fascinated with the stories poured him another shot of tequila, "It's time somebody kicked his ass..." Joy gave me a squeeze, signaled the bouncers, she could see the signs.
Rufus was much bigger than any of the bouncers, "Settle down big guy," Joy's buttons were popping. "Let's go in back, show me your big black cock.." First time I ever truly appreciated Joy.
***
"She took it all!" Rufus telling us all about Joy. I had invited Rufus over for the cookout, a tradition watching the Indy Five Hundred. Rich and his new wife were there, some other of our buds and girlfriends. Rich's wife was a cutie, "You've been single too long..." Her friends were cuties too. Rufus was a big teddy bear, funny as hell, he and I entertained the crowd, glad I took the rest of the week off.
***
"Let us in!" Banging on my door about three in the morning. Took me all day cleaning the Monday morning mess after the party, went to bed early. New neighbors that bought Bill's house were already pissed about the noise this weekend. Their new bright porch light illuminating Joy on the front lawn dancing with a bottle of tequila in her hand.
"Waited a long time for this!" Shimmer rushed me when I opened the front door, backed me up against the wall kissing the living daylights out of me. Haven't had a boner like this since the last Sue wet dream. Heard the front door slam.
"Let's party!" Joy was dressed for work, stripper heels, skimpy red dress. Shimmer was dressed in a cop uniform, long pants, hand cuffs on her belt, billy club was a large dildo, tits near to busting out. Lost in Shimmer's kiss felt the air on my dick for a moment before Joy's hot lips engulfed my staff.
Breeze on the tip of my cock as Joy gasps for a breath is sensational, swallowing me whole again, going to come any second, reminds me I need some air too. Yanking Shimmer's hair releasing our lip lock, right hand holding Joy's head tight to my pubic bone, draining my balls straight down to her guts. "Don't make me use these!" Shimmer snapped the cuff on my wrist prying my hand from Joy's skull.
Bent in half Joy gathers my junk in her gullet, stripper hips swaying keeps me coming and coming. Ripped Shimmers top loose so I can grab both her loquacious boobs, they're talking to me, snap! Both my hands are cuffed made Shimmer squeal when I pinched both her nipples hard.
"Nasty boy.." Shimmer grins, Joy rising so they can swap my jizz back and forth with a kiss. Joy takes a moment lizard kissing me before sucking my tongue out of my head, dizzy I'm losing my mind. Sudden pull on my shorts wrapped around my ankles and my ass is on the floor with my back against the wall.
"Now the show is about to begin.." Shimmer stuffing her boobs, redoing the velcro.
"Where do you keep your shot glasses?" Joy in the kitchen, "Two drink minimum!"
***
Four in the morning and I'm having tequila for breakfast. Shimmer had programed my sound system for the songs she wanted, coffee table cleared away. Naked sitting on my couch, handcuffed, money clip with one dollar bills folded on the outside, must have been Joy's take for the evening. Joy began dancing to the sultry song.
Weight on one foot, hip sways on the opposite side, gyrations are snaky. Tossed a bill at her feet so she highlights her curves, rhythmic moves, another bill, bending and offering an enticing view of her cleavage. Seven, eight bills at her feet before she offers a peek of her lacey bra. Swirls so she can shake her ass, lite slap dragging her dress up, enticing view of her bun with a glance at her panties.
Prancing back and forth when she takes a wide stance touching one toe gliding her fingertips up her sinuous leg, snatches the fiver I tossed at her feet. First hint of her peek-a-boo lingerie tucking the bill in her cleavage. Shakes her ample chest leaning in dangerously close to breaking the no touch rule.
Lust in her blue eyes focused on the wad of cash in my cuffed hands, dick twitches emitting a small dab falling on the next bill. "Fuckin' cunt work for it.." Joy's innocent smile turns to a predatory grin. Circles away with the beat of the music, bends at the waist to pick up a couple of bills on the floor, eyes never leave me. Stare her down, challenge her to distract my gaze.
