Mike and I were sitting around the apartment waiting for the Monday Night Football game to start. We were discussing what we wanted for dinner whether to order out, dig around in the refrigerator or just go with snacks, when the phone rang. Mike was smoking some grass and was more interested in food than I was. I was in a clean and sober recovery program and...
Rick hated delivering pizzas. Somewhere in his head, a feeling of suppressed pride kicked in, a feeling of being an experienced engineer, a feeling of being a competent professional, a feeling of being down on his luck. The delivery gig wouldn't last long, he told himself. The plant had closed, sure, and his work ethic had made him take any job as a job, but...
When I saw the help wanted sign in the pizza shop window, I decided to stop in and apply for the job. I knew I could use the extra money and I thought it might be fun. There was always a big bunch of black guys hanging out around the shop and my big white 42DD tits always attracted their attention which I didn't mind at all. I ran a gauntlet of staring eyes...
Pete and Joe have been friends all their lives. As such, they have shared quite a bit in the 30 or so odd years they have known each other. They shared a neighborhood. They shared a school. They shared friends. They shared the same drunken babe the night of their first sexual experience. They now share an apartment, and in a few minutes they will be sharing...
It was Sunday afternoon and my boyfriend Chris was getting packed and ready to head back to camp. "Babe, have you seen my tool belt?" I roll my eyes and mute the TV. "Not sure babe, but I think it may be in the garage." I say it in a sing-song voice so he can't tell how annoyed I am. I just want him to get the fuck out. He's been home for the past 3 week...
The cab stops at the address. Trupti and I, now fully dressed, get out of the cab. The meter was blank. Presumably, he turned it off. I take out two $20 bills and extend them towards the cabbie. "No, it's not necessary." the cabbie winks and squeezes my hand. "Please take it." Getting the ride for free in exchange for whatever happened in the cab would mak...
"Damn it." She moaned to herself, more in self pity than anything else. Her one bottle of vodka was now empty. "You were just full." She said, and she knew her words were probably slurring a bit. "Well, now what do I do?" She asked the empty kitchen. She knew she shouldn't have started drinking, but especially not drinking alone. She would have been with her...
She wasn't wearing much of anything. Her nightgown was virtually transparent. Silhouetted by the light behind her, I could see every contour of her sensual body. I stood at the door, holding the pizza she had ordered, not wanting to say a word for fear the vision in front of me would disappear. The next few seconds passed like hours, but even so, it was over...
Bob was still at Ashley's cheerleader slumber party where the pizza man was delivering some pizzas. Brent no longer needed the videotape of Bob having sex because his dad decided to pay for Brent's tuition after all. Unfortunately for Ashley Roberts, this information was never relayed to her. With the help of her mother and her two cheerleading pals, Valerie...
Her mind reeling over what she called her initiation, Monica slipped from Ryan's backyard into her house. Nobody was home. Her parents were barely ever around. Hard working and hard partying. Either or. She liked it that way. They trusted her. Fools! Wasting no time she jumped in the shower to freshen up and got ready to join Ryan, and the Pizza pals. She l...