"When did this place get all swanky?" Michelle commented, driving her sports car into the porno shop parking lot.
"I guess they've been upgrading their clientele since the last time we've been here."
"It has been way too long, Massa. It still gives me shivers when I think back to the first time you brought me here. Collar fits like a glove," she added, stroking the leather collar.
"It was the only time I brought you here. We have not had a chance to come back for another round," Nik said, getting out of the car.
"Not my fault you're a stud who fucks every piece of ethnic ass that saunters in front of him," she teased.
"Not all of them. I haven't come close to fucking Amanda."
"That's because you know Valerie and I would turn you into a eunuch."
"I'd still have Gale. My tongue is enough to please her," he winked.
The pair walked into the shop, noticing the manager on duty at the counter. He nodded his head, half paying attention while reading a porno mag.
"Busy place now," Nik observed.
"Must be that time of night all us pervs come out to get their loot," Michelle added. "I already know the flick so we won't be too long browsing the wares."
She led the way through the rows upon rows of smutty movies, all the way back to the area they went to when they first met. Her fingers danced along the many titles, all from the same company, and all starring the same actor.
"You really do like watching me fuck other women, don't you?"
"Nah, Massa, I just want to learn some pointers on how to be a better whore for you. I saw the reviews on this one right here. Is it true she drank your piss at the end?"
"I plead the fifth on that one."
Michelle cocked an eyebrow, surprised he would not just admit it.
"Anywho, I'm going to rent this one for us and get the booth. I've got you all to myself tonight. No kids interfering with our fun like on the second soccer trip last weekend."
"I got the condoms like you requested," he said, patting his jacket pocket.
"Mmmmmm, just what I like to hear. I've been thinking of a kinky idea I wanted to try out tonight. Alright, time is wasting," she continued, pulling him towards the counter.
Plopping the movie onto the counter, Michelle ordered up the booth, passing along her credit card.
"Don't I remember you two before?" he asked, paying attention to their faces.
"Maybe?" Michelle answered. "We were here before but a long while ago."
"Guess you're not friends with her then. Nevermind."
"Friends with who?" Nik inquired.
"I said too much. Just don't leave too much of a mess. Read the signage. We're not held legally responsible for anything you do in circumvention of those rules...oh, and uh ignore the noises you hear."
Michelle looked at Nik, puzzled, while he shrugged his shoulders. Michelle grabbed the video and led the way. She never noticed the random stares and glances she got from the other customers in the shop. Their eyes lingered on her body as the couple went to the video booth hallway.
"Adding another girl to the roster?" one of the customers asked, putting a magazine on the counter.
"No, they are just a kinky couple I figure. She still runs her show alone. You're in luck though, last copy of this issue," the manager said.
"Dude is hung like a horse. I don't know how he keeps it in his pants. I bet it was the only job he was suited for. I can't imagine swinging that club around at a normal job."
"He'd need to. Hate to break it to you but this is a greatest hits edition. Guy retired a while back. All you're seeing now are reprints of his past work."
"If these issues keep selling out, here is hoping he was smart enough to work out a primo royalties deal."
"Doubt it. Pornstars are not known for their IQ," the manager replied.
X
Nik and Michelle walked into the dark hallway. One hand felt up her ass as they walked, eliciting soft moans and giggles from the black school teacher. However, the giggly mood hit the brakes once they turned the corner to their booth hall. Packed tight, a bunch of men waited in the hallways like they were lining up to see the newest Star Wars or grab the hottest new console on the market.
The couple clued in when what they thought were the sounds of a loud porno happened to be more real than fiction.
"Fuck...fuck...yes...gape me open, you cracker fuck, fucking gape my ass wide. Leave me hollowed out only for your white cock," an eager voice screamed out. "Don't worry, stud. I did not forget this thick piece of meat in front of me...
Glug
...
Glug
...
Slurp
...
Smack
..."
"Someone took our gimmick," Michelle whispered.
"She upped our gimmick. I don't share. This girl is happy running a train."
The pair squeezed on by without any hassles from the gathered men. None of them tried to get a free grab of Michelle, completely outclassed by Nik's towering physique. That and they were smart enough to know they'd get their bread buttered without a fuss if they patiently waited their turn.
They slipped into their booth and Nik promptly locked the door. He also took the plugs from the floor, sliding them into the walls. No free shows for the hallway crowd this time.
"Jealous?" Michelle giggled.
"Safety."
"Now I have a better idea, Massa," Michelle said in a sultry voice. "How about we give the hallway a professional show. Make me scream loud enough we show up the whore in the other booth."
