Alexis was having a terrible day. She thought she would have been paid for the work she did last month at the school by now, but she had not. She also thought she would have heard something from the new job she applied for at the Real Estate company, but she had not. Her EX husband left town to visit his new girlfriend as usual and left her...the ususal, $15.00 in lieu of the $500/mo. child support ordered by the court at their divorce hearing. His excuse was his temporary unemployment. But she knew he had money saved from the house sold last year. He was able to do that because...he didn't take care of the daily needs of their children. She did. She knew that their consumption, as well as hers, was her sole responsibility. She also knew that recently, no matter what she did to try to do to fix or help her situation, it was not good enough. She was at her wits end.
Christmas was coming soon and last year, she promised her kids that THIS year would be better. She felt badly because she realized she lied. There was no other way to explain it. She flat out lied. Not intentionally, but the end result was the same...a lie. She hated lying. It was a moral dilema that she preferred not to put herself in. She had lunch with her brother recently and told him of an instance when she lied to a friend, for her own good. He said as long as the end result is desirable, it wouldn't matter much. She agreed. But this end result was not favorable.
She felt sorry for herself and decided she was justified in doing so. She listened to music that seemed to sympathize with her. She listened to music that helped her feel justified in her thoughts. Some thoughts which were not so good. Mainly the ones about her EX and the negative comments he had been spreading throughout her circle of friends and family. She listened to the new Beyonce song, "Irreplaceable" and that made her smile...and dance...she even laughed. She felt better after hearing that song about 15 times in a row. Who wouldn't?
When her kids returned home from school, each of them asked if a friend could spend the night. "Greaaaat"...she thought to herself; three additional mouths to feed. But she smiled and allowed them to do so. She would make the best of it.
All the kids showed up at around 5:30. She settled them in then headed to Costco for a pizza. While she was at Costco waiting for the pizza, she looked around at the new items and decided that she would not need to be in such a crowded store so she turned to leave. That's when she saw him. He was standing behind her, staring at her butt, just like when she was in college.
She wasn't supposed to know that he used to do this because, after all, he was her professor. She changed her major because of him. She went on Archaeological digs because of him. She played in the DIRT because of him. Indiana Jones paled in comparison to this man. He was absolutely fine....and still single. She always wondered why he had not married...was he gay? He did not APPEAR to be...not while they were in his office, she on his desk with her legs opened wide and his face burried in her pussy...licking her inner lips but not neglecting the outer ones, tongue fucking her tight hole and sucking her little clit. No ...she didn't think he was gay.
He must have instantly remembered the same encounter because when she looked down at her feet, almost in embarrassment, she noticed his excitement displayed in his Levis, which made her look into his eyes which always danced for her. She smiled and moved in for a hug and felt his excitement on her tummy. And although she was a bit embarrassed, he was not.
"It's good to see you again, Lexi", he said with a smirk.
"Good to see you again, too, Max", Alexis said, blushing.
He always loved to make her blush. He never marveled at the fact that she could. He always said was why wouldn't she? If a human of any race gets heated...the rush of blood will flow...just like it did to his dick moments earlier.
