I'm Eric Williams. I'm married to Sarah. I work at Walmart as the head cashier. My job consists of scheduling all the cashiers. It's like herding fucking cats. Most of them are pretty good, but there is always that percentage that give me nothing but nightmares. I'm the one you cuss out when you have lines ten deep and only three lanes open.
My wife is Sarah. She works as a waitress at Denny's. She does OK, but it's from the tips she gets. She's pretty hot looking and all the guys are hitting on her all the time. She's just flirty enough to keep them trying. It always amused me that all the guys that hit on her don't know that she's a world class fuck and her blow jobs are bordering on being a religious experience. She can do things with her pussy and mouth that I don't think are humanly possible.
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I had just finished starting a fresh pot of coffee, when I turned and saw him. He was pretty with a capital P. Dark brown hair and his eyes were almost black. He was wearing a black wife beater and tight black jeans. I noticed a rather large bulge in his jeans. I gave him the once over and our eyes met. He was looking at me with his dark eyes. He seemed to look right into my soul. I blushed like a teenager. He noticed and smiled. As he sat down I tried to regroup.
"Hi, would you like a menu?"
"No thanks, just coffee and a hot buttered cinnamon roll, Please."
'Damn, pretty and polite. Very interesting.'
I put a pat of butter on his roll and stuck it in the microwave. I got him a glass of water, a napkin, a fork and a spoon. As I set his coffee down he looked in my eyes again. My nipples perked up. This shocked me a little. No one had ever had this effect on me. Not even my husband. I brought him his cinnamon roll and saw him glance at my name tag.
"Thanks, Sarah."
'You're welcome."
I kept glancing his way as I waited on other people. I never caught him looking at me. I went back with a coffee pot and refilled his cup.
"Thank you."
I was impressed. Most guys never say anything or they made some lame pass at me. I flirt a little with them to get some extra tips. This guy was different. He was polite and didn't appear like he was coming on to me. Anyone as good looking as he was surely had to be involved.
He finished his second cup and walked up to the register. I watched him walk up, but I was looking at his bulge. He was watching me check him out. I looked at his eyes and he was smiling. I was busted. I blushed again.
Two days later he came in again. My reaction to him was even stronger. I felt my nipples get hard and my pussy muscles clenched. I knew then that I wanted him. The way he smiled sent a shiver through me. I think he sensed it and his smile got brighter. I managed to find my voice.
"Hi, what can I get you today."
"The same, please."
"Coming right up."
I set his coffee cup down and poured his coffee.
"What's you name, big guy?"
"My friends call me Brian."
"Maybe I can be you friend, Brian."
"I'd like that."
I walked away to wait on someone else. I gave my ass a little extra wiggle for him. I kept my eye in his direction waiting for him to drink his coffee. I took my coffee pot over and gave him a refill. I got that magnetic smile again. I gave him one too.
"Thanks, Friend."
I chuckled.
"You're welcome, Friend."
I made sure I was near the register when he paid. He walked up and caught me looking at his bulge again. He paid and walked out. I watched his ass as he walked away. I imagined me holding his ass cheeks and feeling the muscles clenching, his hips thrusting as he came in me.
The next time he came in he looked into my soul again. My nipples jumped out and I felt my pussy moisten up. I had never been attracted to bad boys before and I had no control over my reaction to him. It was slow so we chatted a little. He told me some stuff about publishing but I didn't pay that much attention. I think he knew I wanted to fuck him.
When he came up to pay her handed me his card.
"Give me a call sometime."
Before I could say anything he walked out. I knew then that I would call him.
I looked at his card. It said:
Brian Billings Publishing
His address and phone number was at the bottom. I put it in my pocket. That night I while I was fucking my husband I thought of him. I felt bad after we finished. I hoped he would stop coming in and maybe I could forget him. Neither happened.
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My name is Brian Billings. I"m 28 years old and unemployed. I live with my mother. Well, not exactly with her. She has a 'Mother in Law' apartment over her garage. She lets me live there rent free and I help around the house. I do some of the small stuff like fix the dripping faucets, cut the grass and minor crap like that. She pays me a little for those jobs. For extra money I sell magazine subscriptions door to door. Yeah, I'm a lazy fucker. I do just enough to get by.
Six months ago I got out of prison. I was fucking this guys wife and he came home early and caught us. He tried to make a macho stand and I kicked his ass. I hurt him enough that he had to go to the ER. They both lied to the cops about who struck the first blow and I got a six months for assault. They offered me parole but I didn't want to pull a tail, so I stayed and did the whole ride.
Fucking married women is my favorite pastime. They are so fucking hot and eager once I get them going. I guess it's the thrill of doing something taboo and pulling the wool on their husbands that turns them on.
I'm not conceited but I'm very handsome. Mostly it's my eyes. They have an effect on women. I can watch them and see the reaction when our eyes meet. At first I always come off as a nice guy that isn't really interested in them. If they're really beautiful it throws them off. They're used to guys hitting on them all the time and they wonder why I'm not coming on to them.
I'm also blessed with a big cock. Hard, it measures eight inches. It's thick and uncut. They always like to play with my foreskin. Over the years I'm learned how to fuck. When I was eighteen a cougar got hold of me and taught me all the tricks. I love to make them scream. If they're an exceptional fuck I keep them around for a while. I have four kids out there that other guys are raising for me.
I have one I'm working on now. She's a waitress at Denny's. She is a real hot looking on and I can't wait to get her on my cock. I'm waiting for her call.
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"Oh, babe. I forgot to tell you. Gary wants to party again tonight. I'll be working a double."
"Jeez, that's all that guys does is party. It seems like it's every Saturday night, lately."
"Yeah, I hear ya. The only good thing is the extra money."
"I'll probably be asleep when you get home."