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05 Ağustos 2023, 00:27
Lane
It was her. I was sure. My heart was sure. My body was sure, oh yeah, my cock definitely sure. I'd been jacking off to thoughts of her since before I knew what jacking off was. I haven't seen her in almost fifteen years when she moved out to California. Lorelei Rausch, still beautiful still worth a jack off or two. She still stood about 5'8", but then I only came up to her waist, now my chin would rest nicely on the top of her head if we were to be hugging. I'd have to tuck in to kiss her. I wanted to kiss her. Her figure was full, mostly tits and ass. Her deep red hair had lightened with age, and sported a gray streak flowing back from the widow peak, which kind of had a Bonnie Raitt flair. All this time and now she was going to serve me coffee.
"What can I get you, little man." She asked with a bright smile. Every guy in the house loved that smile, my mother always hated that smile.
'Your tits in my mouth' I thought, but I said, "Extra large American, black." I shifted my text book over my growing cock.
"Not many like you!" she said with a little drawl as she ground my beans.
"What?" I surprised hear it. I knew that drawl, Flo Rence, a role playing character she brought out to flirt when digging for information. Was she flirting with me?
"Most guys take longer giving their orders than it takes me to make it." she said.
"Yeah, what can I say, I'm a simple guy." I tried to sound cool.
"Not so simple from the looks of the book." She pointed at book covering my crotch, "Advance Econ, Haskins?"
"Yeah, the undergrad version." I lifted it a bit, but not to far, "I didn't mean stupid simple. I just know what I like."
"Ah, sweetie, nothing is stupid about a big boy like you, I was just makin' some jaw." If she had gum in her mouth it would have snapped. It was pure Flo, and would have had my Uncle Rolly and dad rolling on the floor. I smirked as she handed me my coffee.
"Thanks Flo, see you later." I said in best trucker voice, turned and walked away. I knew she was staring at my ass.
Lorelei
It was a busy time on the floor. Customers were lined up six deep at all four station. He looked familiar, but I couldn't place him. No, just one of the many college boys that hung out here at the Brew and Stew, a coffee shop that wasn't Starbucks. He's tall, a head taller than my five eight, that's what six-six or eight. Even in heels I'd have to stand on my toes to kiss him. He's a school boy, girl, behave. But he's tall, I like them tall. Nice long legs, bet he's got cute knees, too. What can I say I have a thing for knees and shoulders. Man in kilt, cute knees just peaking out I get wet. He looks so familiar. Maybe he's been in before. No, I would have remembered those come fuck me eyes.
Behave, Lorelei, maybe he can introduce you to his dad or maybe an uncle, they'd be more your age. He's next, what do I do? Got it, pull out Flo Rence, a character from my gaming days.
"Hi, what can I get you, little man" I don't chew gum, it's a nasty habit, but Flo chewed and snapped.
"Extra large American, black." A man after my own heart. Plain black coffee.
"Not many like you." I laid Flo on real thick.
"What can I say, I'm a simple man." No so simple, the text book he held in front of him was Haskins' Advance Econ. One of the college's hardest classes. Mary Merry, one of my workers, was taking the class and doing nothing but complaining about it. "I'm not stupid, just know what I like." he said flatly, but in my head I heard 'And I like you." My heart did a flutter.
"Aww, shucks sweetie, nothing stupid about you. I was just making a little jaw." I handed him his coffee.
He took it with a little smile. Damn, I know I should know him from some where. He gave me exact change and said, "Thanks Flo, see ya later." He turned and left. My jaw dropped. I tried to say something snippy, but nothing came. I couldn't think. Who the hell was this kid? Nice shoulders and a very nice ass but who was he to call me Flo? Maybe, Mary Merry would know, they were in the same class. But she didn't start that day until after my shift. Oh well, I could find some paperwork to hang in the office till she came in.
"Hey, what you doing here, Foça Escort (https://www.pompaci.net/izmir/foca) boss?" Mary Merry asked when she she saw me sitting at the desk. She was a cute little goth elf, just barely over five feet in her Docs. Short, spiky red hair bleached bright yellow at the ends, she looked like her head was on fire. Pale make up, heavy black liner and multiple piercings and tats she didn't mind showing off.
"Mary Merry, quite contrary how does your classes go?" An old personal joke. "I'm just doing some book work. I could leave for you if you want, you're the one taking advance econ, right.
"Econ, not accounting," She pulled off her shirt, like I said she had no trouble showing off.
"How's it going?"
"Better, I joined a study group," She slipped on a bra and her Brew and Stew button down from her locker.
"I had one of your class mates in today. Really tall guy, medium brown hair and ..."
"Come, fuck me eyes?" she said as her own eyes brightened.
"I don't know if I'd put it that way, but yeah." Yes, I know that's exactly what I said, but I wasn't going t o tell Mary Merry that.
"Cuz you're such a fucking prude sometimes, boss." I stuck my tongue out at her. "I know him, Lane"
"Pollaski" We said at the same time, her out loud and me under my breath. He did have both a father and and uncle to introduce me to, but been there done that, sometimes at the same time.
"Everyone in the class is lusting after him, but he has no clue. He's so polite and nice, some of the guys were saying he was gay, but Joe made a play for him and nothing. Hell, the Pope would put out for Joe. I gotta get out there," She pointed to the floor, "You OK?"
I shook off my shock and said, "Yeah, not off with you wench or I might have to whip that little ass of yours."
"Yes, please." She said wiggling her ass as she left.
Lane Pollaski, no wonder he looked familiar, no wonder he called me Flo. He was the one to name my sassy southern character. I played D
It was her. I was sure. My heart was sure. My body was sure, oh yeah, my cock definitely sure. I'd been jacking off to thoughts of her since before I knew what jacking off was. I haven't seen her in almost fifteen years when she moved out to California. Lorelei Rausch, still beautiful still worth a jack off or two. She still stood about 5'8", but then I only came up to her waist, now my chin would rest nicely on the top of her head if we were to be hugging. I'd have to tuck in to kiss her. I wanted to kiss her. Her figure was full, mostly tits and ass. Her deep red hair had lightened with age, and sported a gray streak flowing back from the widow peak, which kind of had a Bonnie Raitt flair. All this time and now she was going to serve me coffee.
"What can I get you, little man." She asked with a bright smile. Every guy in the house loved that smile, my mother always hated that smile.
'Your tits in my mouth' I thought, but I said, "Extra large American, black." I shifted my text book over my growing cock.
"Not many like you!" she said with a little drawl as she ground my beans.
"What?" I surprised hear it. I knew that drawl, Flo Rence, a role playing character she brought out to flirt when digging for information. Was she flirting with me?
"Most guys take longer giving their orders than it takes me to make it." she said.
"Yeah, what can I say, I'm a simple guy." I tried to sound cool.
"Not so simple from the looks of the book." She pointed at book covering my crotch, "Advance Econ, Haskins?"
"Yeah, the undergrad version." I lifted it a bit, but not to far, "I didn't mean stupid simple. I just know what I like."
"Ah, sweetie, nothing is stupid about a big boy like you, I was just makin' some jaw." If she had gum in her mouth it would have snapped. It was pure Flo, and would have had my Uncle Rolly and dad rolling on the floor. I smirked as she handed me my coffee.
"Thanks Flo, see you later." I said in best trucker voice, turned and walked away. I knew she was staring at my ass.
Lorelei
It was a busy time on the floor. Customers were lined up six deep at all four station. He looked familiar, but I couldn't place him. No, just one of the many college boys that hung out here at the Brew and Stew, a coffee shop that wasn't Starbucks. He's tall, a head taller than my five eight, that's what six-six or eight. Even in heels I'd have to stand on my toes to kiss him. He's a school boy, girl, behave. But he's tall, I like them tall. Nice long legs, bet he's got cute knees, too. What can I say I have a thing for knees and shoulders. Man in kilt, cute knees just peaking out I get wet. He looks so familiar. Maybe he's been in before. No, I would have remembered those come fuck me eyes.
Behave, Lorelei, maybe he can introduce you to his dad or maybe an uncle, they'd be more your age. He's next, what do I do? Got it, pull out Flo Rence, a character from my gaming days.
"Hi, what can I get you, little man" I don't chew gum, it's a nasty habit, but Flo chewed and snapped.
"Extra large American, black." A man after my own heart. Plain black coffee.
"Not many like you." I laid Flo on real thick.
"What can I say, I'm a simple man." No so simple, the text book he held in front of him was Haskins' Advance Econ. One of the college's hardest classes. Mary Merry, one of my workers, was taking the class and doing nothing but complaining about it. "I'm not stupid, just know what I like." he said flatly, but in my head I heard 'And I like you." My heart did a flutter.
"Aww, shucks sweetie, nothing stupid about you. I was just making a little jaw." I handed him his coffee.
He took it with a little smile. Damn, I know I should know him from some where. He gave me exact change and said, "Thanks Flo, see ya later." He turned and left. My jaw dropped. I tried to say something snippy, but nothing came. I couldn't think. Who the hell was this kid? Nice shoulders and a very nice ass but who was he to call me Flo? Maybe, Mary Merry would know, they were in the same class. But she didn't start that day until after my shift. Oh well, I could find some paperwork to hang in the office till she came in.
"Hey, what you doing here, Foça Escort (https://www.pompaci.net/izmir/foca) boss?" Mary Merry asked when she she saw me sitting at the desk. She was a cute little goth elf, just barely over five feet in her Docs. Short, spiky red hair bleached bright yellow at the ends, she looked like her head was on fire. Pale make up, heavy black liner and multiple piercings and tats she didn't mind showing off.
"Mary Merry, quite contrary how does your classes go?" An old personal joke. "I'm just doing some book work. I could leave for you if you want, you're the one taking advance econ, right.
"Econ, not accounting," She pulled off her shirt, like I said she had no trouble showing off.
"How's it going?"
"Better, I joined a study group," She slipped on a bra and her Brew and Stew button down from her locker.
"I had one of your class mates in today. Really tall guy, medium brown hair and ..."
"Come, fuck me eyes?" she said as her own eyes brightened.
"I don't know if I'd put it that way, but yeah." Yes, I know that's exactly what I said, but I wasn't going t o tell Mary Merry that.
"Cuz you're such a fucking prude sometimes, boss." I stuck my tongue out at her. "I know him, Lane"
"Pollaski" We said at the same time, her out loud and me under my breath. He did have both a father and and uncle to introduce me to, but been there done that, sometimes at the same time.
"Everyone in the class is lusting after him, but he has no clue. He's so polite and nice, some of the guys were saying he was gay, but Joe made a play for him and nothing. Hell, the Pope would put out for Joe. I gotta get out there," She pointed to the floor, "You OK?"
I shook off my shock and said, "Yeah, not off with you wench or I might have to whip that little ass of yours."
"Yes, please." She said wiggling her ass as she left.
Lane Pollaski, no wonder he looked familiar, no wonder he called me Flo. He was the one to name my sassy southern character. I played D