Black Friday is by far the worst time to actually venture out and shop -- crazy. A few of her favorite stores are having a sale. Go figure. Tonya braves the morning, the rude people and their eccentricities just so she could take advantage of this 'stretch the American dollar day'. She just hopes her husband Ryan, their daughters' and his sons love their Christmas presents.
Tonya walks into their home, shopping bags in one hand, balancing her big gulp in the other. She drops the shopping bags on the floor and purse on the chair by the front door and bends down to remove her heels. 'Dr. Scholls, a working woman's best friend.' She thought to herself.
Tonya stands in the foyer, filled with a warm, joyful feeling as she says hello to their home. They were new homeowners; with Ryan, two grown sons spending the weekends, and their three girls, a two-bedroom apartment was not much room and left very little for privacy. Ryan owns an auto body shop; with shops both in Las Vegas and California. She is the assistant to the CEO of a well know internet security company so they were able to work something out. With the need for more space they made the decision to not renew their apartment lease and went house hunting.
She remembers the day after finding and meeting their realtor. The realty office was quiet when they walked in that day and it wasn't because they're an interracial couple but because of Ryan. The women of the office kept fidgeting with their jewelry, or clearing throats, giggling and blushing every time Ryan would ask a question. Tonya teased Ryan over his rugged good looks, he did not have to try hard really, always well dress, well spoken, his dark brown hair always in place even messy it was nice. Chisel jaw line. Clean shaven or five o clock shadow it never matter, it works well with all that sex appeal. His hazel eyes are her favorite; depending on shirt he wore the color intensifies to a bright blue sometimes even green. It was no surprise to Tonya the charm he never knew he had were working on the ladies at the office.
They gave their realtor the specifics of the kind of home they wanted and she miraculously pulled through for them after six months of careful looking. It was the last house in a cul de sac, in a quiet neighborhood, which had a skateboard and water park, fairly close to both of their children's schools, and far from his ex-wife's house, just the way she likes it. She wasn't much of a pro on architectural design, but it's a typical four bedroom/two baths Las Vegas house; very contemporary with an open floor plan, hardwood floors from the entryway leading to carpet in the family room, and then hardwood floors throughout the living and dining area and tile in the upgrade kitchen. The house came with a huge master bedroom and a closet any woman would love. The cost itself was a bit pricey, however, but Tonya was the queen of deals and could tell that the owner was desperate to get out, and managed to get it lower with escrow being easy and painless.
With heels and drink in hand Tonya makes her way to the kitchen. For some reason everyone congregates to the kitchen and she's surprised to find the place empty and quiet. She takes a sip from her cup and places it on the spotless counter top next to the open note she left her husband that morning and calls out to him. Aside from the empty Monster can in the sink, the kitchen was spotless.
'Ryan cleaned up! What a wonderful surprise.' Tonya thought with a smile. She did tell him that she would clean once she returns from the store. Ryan doesn't do the cleaning much, he's rather hire someone first. Tonya doesn't mind it at all, as it was very therapeutic for her it calm her down especially the laundry, folding the clothes and see the pile neatly organize however putting the clothes away, Ryan takes care of that.
Last night dinner was delicious. It was their first official Thanksgiving meal together and it made them truly appreciate the word family, sitting around the table with their daughters, her parents and their dearest and closes friends. Last night made her appreciate the company. The previous year they had decided not to cook and instead spent the weekend at a hotel by the lake and the year before that was spent apart. That was a hard time for them; she was pregnant again, with unplanned baby girl number three. Tonya had even went so far as accusing Ryan in sabotaging her birth control pills, he denies it but at the time with her hormones so high he could say and do all the right things and it was never enough or it was a lie. Also his ex wife tried to form a wedge between them, once calling to tell him that she was getting her 'hood' pierce, something she should be telling her boyfriend and not with Ryan. Those contribute and put a wedge in their marriage but alas they were to work past it and now stronger than ever.
She walks past the boys' rooms as they were out of town spending Thanksgiving with their mom and her family in Michigan and past the caddy corner to the girls' room. The door is open but they're not in their room. Tonya calls out to Ryan again with no answer. As she enters the bedroom she shares with her husband she glances over to Ryan's side of the dresser and notices both his phone and wallet are missing. She pulls out her phone and quickly keys in her unlocking code and notices several text messages and two missed calls. Her cell goes off in her hand; the familiar melody from Christina Aguilera 'Oh Mother'-- she lets the call go to voicemail and quickly scrolls through her text messages from Ryan, her cell goes off again and Tonya knew if she ignores it her mother will just call her again, so she slides the accept button and places the phone to her ear.
"Hi mom." Tonya sings cheerfully into the phone.
"Hi Tonya. How's shopping going for you?"
"Great, and crazy, and no I am done. I just walked in looking for the cherubs and Ry."
"I can imagine. Well Ryan was here a little while ago. Listen, can you let him know that he forgot to pack the girls pajamas so I had your father run out for some?"
She removes the cell from her ear and presses the speaker button, "Mom I have you on speaker so I can get out of these clothes."
"No, that's okay. I just wanted to let you know that the girls are here. I'll talk to you tomorrow. Love you."
"Love you too mom, bye."
Dropping the phone on the bed the mirror catches Tonya attention and stands back to eye herself. Her brown skin is aglow and she smiles back at herself. Tonya is no skinny bitch. .She has nothing against skinny bitches. As a matter of fact her sisters are both skinny, Tonya is a thick chick, and like a thick chick they too have insecurities but no insecurities for Tonya. Well not today, she felt insatiable, tantalizing and loved. Tonya enjoys working out with Ryan but not to the point she lost all her curves. Call her lush, thick, or fat, that is her and she has no problem showing it off.
Like today she'd kept her jewelry minimal: earrings, bracelet, and wedding ring, hair in a wavy shoulder length cut and her green and black top was fitted and cut low exposing very ample and full cleavage stopping at her waist. Her jeans hug the right places, curvy waist, round ass.
She gives her breasts in her fitted top a squeeze and looks at them in amazement and awe. Three children did ruin them, but after she got them done the end result was damn near perfection and she was happy. She could go out with or without a bra and they would still be pert and round with nipples usually on alert.
Working her breasts she gives both nipples a gentle pinch and they stiffen. Sliding her hands all over her body she blows herself a kiss and then slowly removes her fitted top and welcomes the sight of her heavy breast in a very pink and lacy bra that she reaches around and unhooks. She removes the straps from her shoulders and with care lets it drop to the floor. Her breast bounce freely from the constraints and Tonya moans.
Through the mirror she watches her hands as they caress her top portion of her very soft and supple skin. She gently massages her neck and shoulders as her head rolls and another moan escapes her lips. She then moves her hands back to her sides and then her stomach and back up again stopping at the part that need her attention with just her fingertips she gently touch and massage her breast. She fondles them again watching as her nipples grow taut. They were begging to be played, sucked. Tonya bit her bottom lip while she watch herself play with her breasts in the mirror. With legs apart she watches as he fingers trail it way to her vagina and pass her middle finger over the hood of her clit.
She thinks about her husband Ryan, his lips his mouth kissing all her body. She dips her finger inside and could feel how wet she was, in and out her finger went using her juices to massage the hood of her clit. She removes her finger and makes her way to their bed, lying back and her knees bent and spread apart she place her finger inside of her again, using her other hand to fondle her breasts tugging at her nipples, moaning loudly all the while thinking of her husband going down on her in an open field on a bed of grass.
She move her finger inside her wet pussy back and forth, pulling it out and smear her wet finger around her clit, rubbing and petting her clit slowly. She was close and she quickens the pace of her finger on her clit and around her labia. Her orgasm happens so quickly, it even surprises her as she succumbs to the pleasure Tonya moaning loudly.
She slowly came back from her climactic high and sighs softly. Removing her finger from between her legs, she gets up from their bed and slips on a brightly colored maxi dress and makes her way back to the living room.
The front door opens and closes. Ryan is home.
Tonya saunters up to him and plants a lingering kiss on his lip, as her fingers glide up his back, "Hey Babe, thanks for cleaning the kitchen, you know I was going to do it the minute I got home."
Tonya steps back and watches him remove his Nikes, he has on a U of M baseball cap, a brown t-shirt and jeans. Casual wear and she knew he got those "oh he is yummy" stares. Neither shirt nor pants were baggy. There was just enough room to show a fit and well taken care of frame. Ryan takes off his cap and places it on top of her shopping bags. Although cut really low his hair is sticking up in a few places but Tonya doesn't bother to fix it since he looks even sexier that way.
Ryan shrugged, "The girls helped too. By the time we were done your mom called about having some time with the grandbabies. I DID NOT refuse but Christ, driving there alone was a battle Tonya; it was a fucking nightmare, crazy. I must have censored myself several times on our way to your parents' house."
She nods her head in agreement, "Yeah, I know, it is bad out there."
Ryan had a small silver and brown bag in his hand to which Tonya notices she reaches for it but Ryan pulls it back from her and shakes his head.
