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ChapterOne
Joseph:
“Fuuccckkk!” I think as my cock slips into her throat, and I struggle not to come as I feel her swallow around the head. I am supposed to be getting Savvy’s hair products, but once I locked eyes with her, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to be balls deep inside this woman. That’s how I ended up in a stockroom with my cock sliding down her beautiful throat. I’m assuming she works here since she had the key to the stockroom; I don’t even know her name. She tilts her head back a little more and before I know it, I’m sliding all the way down her throat until my balls are pressed against her chin.
I stay in her mouth a few minutes longer, but I do not want to cum in her throat; I want to be inside her pussy. I pull out of her mouth and slip inside her pussy, and it feels amazing wrapped around my cock, but it’s a tight fit. I mean I know I am bigger than average but still, it feels like a tight, warm fist has engulfed my cock. I drive into her as far as I can go, and she lets out a moan that’s a little too loud, so I kiss her to muffle the sound. I lift her higher in my arms and readjust her legs on my forearms. Her back is on the wall next to the door, her panties are in my pocket, and her skirt is definitely going to be wrinkled, but I don’t think either of us cares. I push back in, and she comes all over me, her essence is dripping off my balls and I know my suit has become a casualty of this encounter. I look down at her with her eyes closed. Her head was thrown back and both breasts were on display still from the time I spent getting to know them, kissing, licking, sucking, and enjoying them. I turn and sit her on a table that the store workers probably process shipment on and go to work. We don’t have a lot of time and I don’t waste anymore; I drive into her, determined to give her and myself the pleasure we’re looking for. She pulls me down into another kiss as she uses her internal muscles to massage my cock, and I know I am not going to last much longer. I pull out, turn her around and slide back into her hard. I grab her throat and squeeze as I move inside her. I feel her fingers graze my dick and I realize she is playing with herself. Two seconds later she is coming again and this time she takes me with her.
I am proud of myself for remembering to even put a condom on. I lay across her back, as we both struggle to catch our breath. I support the majority of my weight on my forearms since I am so much larger than she is. At six feet eight inches tall and three hundred and thirty pounds, I am a big man for damn near any woman, but she is only five feet four inches tall. We take a few more minutes to come down from that amazing orgasm and catch our breath. I slowly pull out of her and turn her around to sit her back on the table as I take care of the condom. She’s busy setting her clothes to the right and making sure she looks as presentable as possible. I help her back off the table and hand her my handkerchief to clean herself up with. Once we are presentable and ready to head back out into the store, I begin to ask her her name and I hear my phone ring. I pat my pockets, but it is not there. I turn from the door to find it, effectively giving her the opportunity to leave before I can find out who she is. It stops ringing and then starts again. How the hell did it get all the way over there? I think as I find the phone on the other side of the room under a shelf.
“Hello,” I snap in the phone.
“Seph!” Savvy snaps back at me.
“Sorry Sav, what’s up?” I say as I finally make it to the door.
“Did you get the new hairline from Melanique? I went to the store here, but they are all sold out. They just released the damn stuff yesterday and I couldn’t even get a travel sized bottle of the shampoo,” she says clearly frustrated.
“I am at the department store as we speak but the drop doesn’t happen for another thirty minutes,” I say as I walk out of the stockroom.
“Why are you there so early?”
“I came right after my meeting,” I tell her as I look around for the woman I just had bent over the folding table in the stockroom.
“You’re just getting out now? Wasn’t that meeting supposed to last an hour?” she asks
“Yes, it was supposed to be but three hours later and I was finally able to leave so I headed straight here,” I chuckle.
“When an hour passed, I would have left, I don’t have all day to be playing with people,” she says, and I know she means it.
“Well, how much do you want me to buy?” I ask her
“All of it!”
“Are you serious? Do you know how much that would be?”
“How many of us live in that house and how many of y’all use my hair care products and then you tell me how much we need?” she says to me like I ride the little yellow bus to school.
“Enough said. Let me head that way right now. I think I see a line already,” I say and begin heading in that direction.
“Thank you, Seph,” she says with an obvious smile in her voice.
“No need for thanks,” I say and hang up.
I guess I won’t be finding the sexy woman I had a taste of that left me wanting more. If I come home empty handed, I will probably have to find a new place to live. Savvy is my oldest brother’s wife; I love her to death and would do anything for her. However, I do not think that I am going to be able to buy what Savvy’s asked me to, I think as I make it to the correct department and see the line that’s already formed for the launch of this haircare line. And I do not want to take what’s left so that the people who are behind me will not be able to get any and they have been waiting too. Savvy talks a good game, but I know she will understand.
My phone chirps alerting me to a message, as I am responding a woman’s voice catches my attention. I look up and at the product table is the petite beauty. She cleans up well, you would never guess she just had hot, sweaty, sex less than an hour ago. And am I hearing this right, she is the owner and creator of the Melanique hair care line I am here to get. As she talks, I admire her beauty; her light brown skin is flawless, light brown hair and mismatched eyes. One eye is two different colors, one side is amber and the other is green right down the middle, and the other eye is majority green with a small circle of amber. I thought the lighting in the storage room was causing my eyes to play tricks on me, but here in the bright light of the department store I can see my eyes were correct in what they were seeing. And her shape? Well, it had me in a department stockroom pants around my ankles, balls deep in a stranger. She is magnificent. And now listening to her talk, her brain outshines her beauty. She seems to be the full package.
Once she is done talking about the new line she released, the line begins moving. This is pretty smart marketing; I think as I stand waiting for my turn. She has released her line, starting with a staggered pre-release. It is only in certain stores, and she has traveled to be at each release. After the two-week release tour, she will open the online store, but at scheduled times and with limited supplies, finally she will release it in all the stores her other lines are in. By doing it that way she will keep the hype up and demand going for her new line. Savvy has her other line, and we have all used the products and if this line is half as good, people will be clambering to get it. I love the fact that she is talking to every person who is buying the line, answering questions, and even giving tips. When I finally make it to the front of the line, she does not break her stride, causing me to raise my eyebrow. How many men has she taken in the storeroom before me? But then I think, who am I to judge anybody? I could only get four sets of the line, since there was a limit to ensure everyone got at least one. I pay for my purchases and head outside to put it in the car, and head back in the store.
I thought I was ready to go home and get out of this suit but seeing her made me forget all about that plan. I put my earbuds in my ear, tap it and tell it to call Jabarri.
“What?” he grunts into the phone.
“Fuck you too. I need a favor,” I tell him without preamble.
“What’s her name?” he says on an exhale.
“Why does it have to be a woman?” I ask getting an attitude. I’m not that bad, am I? I think to myself. But Jabarri’s laughter answers that question.
