Edited By Goldsssnake
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Cherry took a deep breath in hopes of lifting the sullen burden that lay heavy upon her heart. She owed these images of gloom, this gallery of bombarding relationship pictures in her mind, solely to the fact that she was truly single...
By now Lamar and her would be back together but this time it was for real. She validated to herself and by herself that her lover had fulfilled his last duties in her life and she was now going to have to struggle with bouts of anxiety and frequent symptoms of inadequacy that go along with being newly divorced. She didn't always understand patterns of behavior.
It seemed Lamar's vest pocket drug habit had made him two different people and one of them worshipped her and the other would attempt to batter her at times; sparingly of course, the way small and passive men do when they harbor deep seated jealousy for the strong and beautiful woman which they are madly attracted to and long to control.
It was because of Lamar that she lost her job as a physical therapist. She also lost her pride and some fake friends during the ordeal. She had brought drugs home but only because Lamar begged her too. Caught with her hand in " the pill jar. " She was paralyzed. She could roll those eyes and blush, yes she could.
... Yes. She was now having trouble managing money and coping with general emotions and everyday feelings.
The only reason she was with Lamar or had been with any man at all was because... she liked sex.
She turned her head around like a radar to hone in on approaching foot steps. She had one of those bodies that reminded you of those plastic flexible drinking straws, You figure all her body movements, especially twist and turns, originate from her waist all of the time.
That's the way she operated her 5 foot 7 medium frame, her mid body was mostly legs and stomach. Her connecting chest coveted 2 slightly uplifted 34C cup breast, they hung with womanly dignity. An asset to the strawberry blonde locks that often feel across her face in times of business rush, and then to find the pretty hair stuck on her face in glistening streams of small strands moistened by her red lipstick and teeth when ever she held her head down to run the register with out brushing it back.
Her boss, Linda, came strolling through the office door, She always bragged on Cherry's looks weather she looked attractive that given day or not.
Linda knew she was self conscious and flighty and often assumed Cherry was hung over or taking something herself. Cherry often lit her cigarette with shaky hands and blaring suck sounds.
"Well Look at this! Don't you look all prettied up and sexy!" - remarked Linda to improve on Cherry's mental outlook.
Linda observed the office and overall surroundings and she sensed Cherry was worried.
" Hon you're doing great!" - said Linda clearing her throat- "Has Brenda not come in this week?"
" Nope!" said Cherry frowning and blowing cigarette smoke through her clenched teeth...
About that time Brenda splashes in... " Hey girls"
" Sorry I haven't been to work or didn't call but my other part time job at the convenience store worked me over and I was too tired to come in. " - said Brenda
"Sure Brenda, drop by any time to work. " - said Cherry as she studied Brenda's face..
" Cherry, C'mon You know I don't have a phone and I'd do anything for you. "
About that time Linda decided to go because she knew the store was caught up and she decided to leave Cherry and Brenda there to run the place.
" Ok Brenda, I'm going in the back to varnish some coffee tables that need to be out for Mrs. Nelson to see next time she comes in. " - Cherry said.
About that time the phone rang and it was Linda on her cell phone asking for Brenda to take the company van and make a pick up at an estate sale she had visited two days ago and bring the pieces back to the store.
Brenda said bye to Cherry and wheeled off to the estate.
Cherry, was leisurely snooping in stock room of the building trying to locate a missing piece of depression glass that was part of a very chic and valuable old set of dishes that Linda had taken in on a trade. Cherry finally happened upon the pinkish desert bowl and couldn't help but mutter "There it is" out loud.
At about the same moment, in that excitable space of time, a firm thickness press upon her lower back and two strong arms crossed around the front of her chest and almost met behind her..
The spicy smell of male after shave immediately signaled to her olfactory and she felt her throat swell with sweet and lovely sensations all in darkness because she was at the same time so scared she had closed her eyes. She felt both saved from herself and protected, and she also felt trapped and taken.
"Don't you want it... You want some of this. " - the man said almost whispering...
Cherry felt the top of her butt crack being pierced vertically by the ballsy end of what she now knew was a rather large penis tip. This feeling made wet her flimsy jeans. It moved silently and felt fragile like it had a set of animal lungs and it too was inhaling and exhaling air, it, like her, feeling the heat...
Cherry did not feel any raunchy vibes, even when the man loosened up his clasp and felt her up... His hands moved like air on a daisy leaf... he flattened out his right hand on her left breast and then he flattened out his left hand on her right breast..
