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(Thank you to PennLady who helped edit this little tale. This is an interracial story, so if black on white isn't your thing, please don't read it! Otherwise...enjoy!)
"Oh, no!" Mary yelped in surprise as water poured out of her dish washing machine. She quickly slammed the button to turn it off, and started mopping up the kitchen floor. "Why did this have to happen now?" She started rubbing her head to ward off a headache, sighing heavily.
It had been one appliance after another lately. She was going to have to get a new dishwasher now. Her refrigerator had stopped working last week.
Mary found the phone book and called the appliance store again. They would have to make a separate delivery for a new dishwasher, but she was glad to hear that her refrigerator was still on track to be delivered the next day.
Despite this minor setback she was happy at last. She had a great job, a great church and a great condo. She hadn't found a boyfriend yet but she still had her trusty vibrator. Mary wasn't sure what she would have done without it.
She had only had one boyfriend in her life, and the messy break up was part of the reason she moved to the city. Sex, for Mary, was a life changing experience and was a big part of her life with him. They were going to be engaged, and then Mary had found him cheating on her at the drive-in. It had been a big shock to see her boyfriend having sex with a waitress in the back seat of his Mustang. Even now, she rarely dated. There were a lot of nice guys at the new church she was attending, though, but no one that had caught her eye.
"I need a nice hot bath," Mary said, when she was done cleaning up the water from the floor. She went into her bathroom and started the water, sprinkled in some lavender bath salts and stripped off her clothes. Before getting into the tub, Mary looked over at her reflection in the mirror and nodded in approval. She was what they considered plump, or a few pounds overweight, and very busty. Her dark brown hair was cut short above her shoulders. Although she didn't always like the attention they garnered, she did enjoy her large, heavy breasts. She wasn't self conscious about her figure at all. She knew that most men preferred curves despite what was shown on T.V.
After luxuriating in the hot water for a few moments, Mary reached over to the large vibrator that she always kept at the side of the bath tub. It was waterproof, which was one of the reasons she brought it. The other reason was the large size of it. It was very thick and long. She turned it on and slid it down to her sex, enjoying the vibrating sensation on her outer lips and clit. After teasing herself for a few minutes she inserted the tip into her pussy. She had been so horny lately that she was more then ready with minimal foreplay.
Inch after inch of the vibrating joystick slid inside her pussy, until she had almost the whole thing in. Grunting and moaning, Mary pulled it out, rubbing it over her engorged clit before sliding it back in.
Mary picked up the pace, sliding the vibrator in and out with more urgency, grunting and thrashing in the water, until she came. "Uh!" She closed her eyes when she was done, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. She didn't know what she would have done these past few months, without this sexual release. There was no better stress reliever; it was her one and only vice. It was guilt free sex as far as Mary was concerned. She missed the intimacy of a boyfriend but she wasn't about to have premarital sex again. She was saving herself for marriage this time.
The next day, Mary slept in until mid-morning and then got up to make coffee. The delivery men would be there around noon with her new refrigerator. She was so excited to be able to have food that wasn't in a box or a can. After downing a cup of coffee, she went into the bathroom to get her vibrator. She had woken up even hornier then she had been last night. She lay back on her bed and turned it on. Mary almost cursed when nothing happened. It was dead too, just like everything else in her condo. Well, the coffee machine still worked at least.
"Oh, that's just great," Mary muttered. She decided to get dressed and ready for the delivery men. She chose a nice blue sun dress which was a little bit tight across the chest and really set off her figure. It came down just above her knees, and showed just the right amount of cleavage. It was a little less conservative than she usually dressed, but it was a nice spring day and she wasn't a prude. Mary checked herself in the mirror, pleased with the results and thought perhaps she would go for a walk after the delivery.
Noon came and there was a knock on her door. Mary all but ran over to the door in her excitement for the new refrigerator. Her large breasts bouncing as she ran. She was a little shocked to see a very tall, muscular black man taking up the whole door frame. It wasn't so much that he was black, but that he seemed bigger than her door frame. He smiled down at her.
"You order the refrigerator?" he asked.
"Yes!" Mary said. "Oh, I'm so excited."
Mary felt a little uncomfortable as she noticed that his gaze was planted firmly on her large chest. "That's what I get for wearing a dress like this, I guess." Mary thought to herself
"Follow me and I'll show you where I want it," she said.
He followed her into the kitchen, and got to work measuring the space and testing the weight of the old refrigerator. "This space should work fine," he said. "It is going to be a tight fit though, you have a very small kitchen and that counter is going to be cutting it close."
"Do you still think you can get it in?" she asked.
He smirked at her. "Yes. It will be tight, but I'll be gentle." He winked. "We always get it in."
He was so close to her now that Mary was starting to perspire a little bit. He was well over six feet tall and his arms were bulging with muscles.
"Ok, just let me know if you need me to do anything," Mary said. "By the way, my name is Mary." She offered her hand to him.
"I'm Joseph." He took her small hand in his.
It was large, and his grip was strong. He was gentle when he shook her hand. She had no doubt he could move the refrigerators all by himself if he saw fit to do it.
"I'll be right back with my partner, and we'll get this one out first," he said smiling down at her again and then he was gone down the steps.
Mary found herself thinking that Joseph was a very attractive man and very polite. It was too bad that he was black, or she might have flirted with him a little bit more. She could never go out with a black man. Her family and friends back home would never approve. She knew that a person's skin color had nothing to do with anything, but she just couldn't shake the stigma that, in her mind, was associated with interracial dating. She remembered the time her friend Ella May went out with a black man and had been practically run out of town. Mary's father was still mad about it to this day and it hadn't even been his daughter!
Joseph returned with his partner. He was also black and tall, and introduced himself as Paul. The two men started working Mary's old fridge out of its space and over to the kitchen doorway. On the way out of the kitchen doorway they banged into the wall and one of Mary's antique dishes fell off of a shelf. Mary had to run to grab it, finding herself wedged between Joseph and the counter. He large breasts were mashed against his back. Mary backed up with the dish.
"S...sorry. I had to get the dish." Mary apologized. Joseph and Paul just laughed and gave each other a knowing look. Soon they were out of the condo and taking her old refrigerator down the stairs.
"Gosh, what's wrong with me?" Mary said to herself. She decided to keep busy, getting out her broom and sweeping up the dusty space in preparation for the new fridge. Sinful thoughts were swirling around in Mary's head and she wasn't happy about it.
Joseph and Paul came through the doorway fifteen minutes later, carrying her brand new, stainless steel refrigerator. They got it down the hallway and then set it down just outside the kitchen. Joseph came in and made sure everything was ready to go.
"Are you ready for it?" he said.
"I'm ready for it." Mary beamed at him.
"It's probably a lot larger then you're used to," he said.
"I've been looking forward to having one like this my whole life," Mary said smiling back at Joseph. "I really need a big one."
"Once we get it in, I know you'll be very satisfied," he said grinning down at her.
Mary started to blush. Was he saying these double entendres on purpose or was she just reading too much into what he was saying? "He is talking about the refrigerator, isn't he?" She thought and then looked up and caught them both staring at her chest. "The sooner this is over the better," she muttered under her breath.
Joseph and Paul started moving it into the kitchen. It was a tight fit, but they got it through the doorway without a scratch or a bump. Mary found herself looking at Joseph's muscular arms more than once as he worked the appliance into place. They almost had it in when Paul banged into the wall trying to move his end into place. Mary's other antique dish fell off the wall and bounced off of Joseph's knee. Mary dove after the dish, just catching it in time. Her face bumped into Joseph's crotch as she caught it. He grunted at the impact.
"Oh, God!" Mary jerked back. She was still on her knees, inches away from his groin. "I'm...I'm so sorry."
"It's ok, baby," he said smiling down at her.
Mary could see his cock lurch through his pants. It was growing. She was making him hard and she couldn't take her eyes off of his growing member. She shook her head and jumped to her feet, backing up against the kitchen counter.
"Are you ok?" Paul asked as they both stood looking at her.
Mary knew that she was beet red with embarrassment. She couldn't stop looking at the growing bulge in Joseph's pants. "They have to leave now!" Mary screamed in her mind.
"I'm...is it all ready to go?" she asked weakly. She really hoped they were ready to go.
"It's ready." Joseph said and walked over to her. He took her hand and led her over to the refrigerator.
"It's big, huh?" he asked. Paul tried to contain a laugh on her other side.
"Yes, your...it's very big." Mary stumbled over her words.
"You just needed something much larger didn't you?" he asked, still holding her hand.
"Yes, I did...I do." Mary said looking up into his eyes. "It was never big enough before. I need it."
"Maybe this will be big enough for you?" he asked.
"God, I hope so," Mary said, almost a whisper.
Mary gasped as Joseph unfastened his pants with his free hand. They dropped down around his ankles, and his enormous erection sprang into view. He pulled Mary's hand over to it, and she instinctively wrapped it around his long thick cock and started to stroke him. A drop of pre-cum oozed out of the head and dropped to the floor. "My clean floor!" Mary thought absently.
