Reader, these short stories were put together with stories from other writers building up a town and its occupants.
Its an odd mixture I declare, but I enjoyed writing them very much. I would like to take this opportunity to thank Mystery Writer for encouraging me. You are much appreciated MW, thank you.
*****
one glass was enough
Silver helmet completely covered the head, black leathers covered from neck down, black leather gloves and black boots with silver buckles completed the ensemble.
All this sat astride the biggest motorbike I ever laid eyes on. And grunt! Wow! You never heard anything grunt like that motor did.
The motor switched off at the flick of the key. The leather squeaked a bit, but sure looked good on the body that strutted into the diner.
I couldn't see one speck of skin, so I just stared at the black visor.
"I'd like a glass of water ma'am," a male voice drawled.
I handed him his glass with ice tinkling. "That'll be a dime thanks."
He handed me payment and I threw it on top of the til, watching as he lifted the visor just enough to push the straw through. He tilted his head back. I stared at his adam's apple bobbing as he sucked the straw and swallowed the whole glassful.
"You want another?" I asked.
"Yes ma'am. I'd like another please."
"You'll have to come out back, I don't hold stocks of it up here," I walked into the storeroom without looking back to see if he was following.
He followed alright. As I bent to open another crate of the bottled water, he'd slammed the door shut with his boot, unzipped those tight leather trousers, lifted my skirt, pulled my panties aside and slipped his cock straight and deep inside me. I yelped, grabbed the edge of the crate for balance and pushed back against him. Within moments he came deep inside, grunting hard, hands on my arse.
I pulled out a bottle, uncapped it and held it behind me. He took a long swig and thrust deep into me again. My muscles clenched against him, pulling him in and I bit my lip to stop from screaming as I came.
He moved away, tidying my panties and pulling my skirt down for me. By the time I turned around, he was on his motorbike. By the time I got to the door, he was gone leaving a cloud of dust and roaring echoing around the buildings.
Just one of the few strangers who pass through the STX, unimportant to most, but one whom we could nonetheless add to the survey.
*****
the delivery
I slowed the motorbike, parking beside the minivan. Getting off, I walked around it. All the windows were closed. The door handle was locked.
A woman in a Ranger uniform showed up. "Can I help you?"
"I'm looking for the owner of this minivan. Know where he is?" I spoke through the silver helmet.
"He's gone into town for supplies. Can I help?"
"No. Is there somewhere I can rest up around here?" I asked. "I need a wash and a meal."
After a long appraisal, "You can come back to my place."
I followed her, parking my bike by her cabin.
The campground was noisy, kids playing outside campervans, a couple of rat-like dogs barking. I didn't take much notice of them as I watched her cute arse walk up the three steps onto the porch of her cabin. Controlling the rising wave of lust, I followed her into the dimness of the room.
"You can shower in there," she waved me towards a door, turned her back on me and began pulling pots from the kitchen cupboards.
I hurried with washing, putting my clothes back on while my stomach growled loudly. Walking out, I saw she'd laid the table for two. I moved behind her, my hands on her shoulders. She moaned as I massaged her tense muscles.
"Don't stop," she begged. I smiled, letting my fingers work their magic. I knew what would come next. She slid the pots away from the heat, switched the knobs off, and turned in my arms.
The kiss was long and hungry. Her arms went around my body and I shivered as her fingernails scraped up my back. She moaned again as I sucked on her tongue. When my fingers found her nipples she pushed hard against me.
"I want you," I groaned. She grabbed my hand and led me to the couch-bed. We stripped quickly, desire hot in us both. Our screwing was hard, fast, fantastic and over in four minutes.
We dressed and ate our meal.
"So then, what brought you to STX?" she asked.
"I have a delivery for the writer."
"Oh?" plucked eyebrows rose.
"Yeah. I'll wait for him, pass on this delivery and be on my way."
"You're welcome to stay here with me."
"No, it's ok. I just wanted a wash and meal. Thanks for the offer though." She came to the door to see me off. Turning, I kissed her hard.
I drove back to the minivan. A large man with silver hair stood by the door of his van.
"This is for you." I handed him the envelope. He ripped it open impatiently.
"Ah, just what I was waiting for," he smiled and went into his minivan.
I peered through the grime on the window. He drank deeply from the glass, put it down and grinned as he read the contents of the letter. I'd seen that look before and knew that Small Town X was in for a shake up.
*****
His heart had given him another scare, but that wasn't what he'd told his wife. As far as she knew it was just a little infection on his lungs. Trouble was, she fussed over him until he felt like screaming at her to fuck off.
He was proud of himself at managing to quell that urge so far. Instead, he'd got her to drive him to work and leave him there for a couple of hours. It was so good to be away from her for a while.
As the almost retired senior barrister of the law firm, his workload had been minimised. He pottered around, cleared his desk and decided to have a little fun while he waited for her to collect him.
Opening the door, he called his secretary into the room. She was tall with legs in stockings that looked like they went all the way up to her damn neck. Watching her sit cross-legged with her notebook and pencil was a complete turn on for him.
When he dictated his letters to her, he had to look out the window to help keep his concentration steady. Unfortunately, he'd discovered that if he stood just at the right angle, he could watch her reflection.
He began dictating his letter to the STX Council members. His eyes on the pane, he watched as she spread her legs wide open. He saw the tops of her stockings, the pink flesh above, the black straps of her garter belt. His heart pounded in his chest as he ripped his gaze away. He knew his dictation was off the wall, but what the hell, today was just for fun.
He grabbed at his chest as he watched her fingers slide up inside her skirt, the red material gathering as her hand moved upwards. He stared, dictation forgotten as her fingertips touched her hot looking pussy. As she rubbed her clit he was gasping for air. When she let her head roll back and rubbed her body vigorously, his hand rubbed against his aching hard on. When she came, tiny drops oozed from his cock staining his trousers. His body shuddered. His coughing fit covered his orgasm, kind of.
She straightened herself up. With his back to her he told her to type up the letter. When she left the room, he turned and collapsed in his chair. His breathing centered and his heartbeat slowed.
He thought about the predicament his brother was getting deeply involved with. As a professional writer and researcher, he should know better. But there was going to be no stopping him.
He concentrated on the papers she handed him without looking up at her face. Reading them, he sprawled his spidery signature across the bottom.
"Thank you dear, post it today please."
She went out without a backward glance. The door almost spun on its hinges as his wife walked in. Sighing, he closed up his jacket, stood up and let her take him home.
*****
He thought I was sleeping when he sneaked out at 2am. He thought I didn't know he was off to one of those middle of the night meetings that only happen in STX. Oh, not that it worried me. But it would be nice if he kissed me before he left sometimes.
Within minutes of his leaving, a car came quietly up the drive. A door slammed shut then the lock on the front door turned and the third stair from the bottom creaked. I lay hardly breathing under the sheet, the blanket over my head.
His side of the bed dipped and naked flesh first stretched, then snuggled tight up against my back. A hand moved over my waist and stealthily cupped my breast. My nipple hardened instantly. When the finger and thumb squeezed it, I moaned. Hot fire burned through my body. I turned, melting as warm wet lips enveloped my nipple and suckled gently.
She sucked me softly, her fingertips finding my clitty and stroking. I came as she inserted the vibe. I had no idea she'd brought one. While my body was still pulsing, I moved down and suckled on her breast. When I flicked my tongue over her clitty, she came hard and fast, thrusting her hips against my face. I lapped her honey until she stopped shuddering.
Moving back up, we kissed deeply.
"I missed you Doc."
