Fantasy about a friend

Hey

Hey

Are you at home?

For a bit, pick up’s at 3

Everyone’s at school?

Or work, yeah, why?

Can I come over?

Sure, why?

Do I have to say it?

Yes

I want to watch you cum.

(laughs) OK.  When?

Now

Now?  The house is a mess.

Don’t care.

Hmmm…

I can help you straighten up after

You are so weird

I know, but the clock’s ticking, so…

Sure, come over.

OK

I haven’t shaved in like a week.

That’s fine with me.

Do you want Tony to watch?

What happens if he does?

He beats the crap out of you.

HA!  Then, no, I don’t want Tony to watch.

Whatever, some guys like it.

I don’t.

Whatever floats your boat.  Bring cash.

How Much?

$50 to watch, $100 to help, $200 to fuck.

You know I don’t like that word.

Fuck?  OK, $200 to put your penis in my vagina.

Stop it.  Don’t ruin it.

Let’s just call it what it is.

I’d rather not.

I have to, or I’d fall in love

Too late.

See!  Now don’t you ruin it.  Just get over here.

OK

Any special requests?

Sweat pants, sweat shirt, red thong, no bra. The blue toy.

Hair?

Up, in a scrunchie

Why?

Because I love your neck.

Thank you.

Any special request for me?

Yes, Take two pills

I don’t have $200

I don’t care, just come over.

FFF - Toast and Tea

 Ellie cursed the traffic as she stared at her phone’s clock.  She had to be on-board in 30 min, Waze was estimating thirty-three, and she saw flashing lights of emergency vehicles up ahead.  She called Jack at the desk and told him she was late.

“Running late for the best flight of the year? Shame on you girl,” he teased, “should I give the flight to Jill?”

“NO!”  It came out too harshly.  This was her flight, the tips would be enormous, and she had never been to St. Croix before. 

“Did you bring your VIP outfit?” Jack asked, a slight leer in his voice.

“Cleaned, Pressed, and Ready.” She smiled “I’ll be there in 22 min.”

Waze disagreed, and she pressed on the accelerator and horn at the same time.

She parked badly and ran to the crew bathroom and changed, stuffing her jeans and t-shirt into her travel bag along with the bikinis and books for the beach.

Catching her breath, she walked across the tarmac, a picture of sexual elegance, and boarded the G650.  The crew got a long glimpse of her legs as she climbed the stairs, but she didn’t mind.  Their bulges gave her the reward she craved.  The Gulfstream was prepped, fueled, and ready.

“Everyone’s on board,” the Captain said, “and Susan’s in the galley prepping.”

She sealed the door behind her and greeted her guests, a variety of over-paid CEOs. They all smiled back.

The “Fasten Seatbelts” sign turned off.  Ellie stood, stripped, and surveyed the hungry men.  Spotting the only one that blushed at her boldness.  She handed him the spoon and honeypot and spread herself on the table.

“Breakfast is served.” (280)

Word Limit: 280

Key Words: spoon, spread

Forbidden Words: toast, tea

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I only had time for one today.  Maybe I'll add another tonight, but my writing group is meeting, and I must read my friend's screenplay before they arrive.  They have no idea that I've been writing FFF on my own each week.  Gotta jump genre's on a regular basis to stay nimble.

I hope you enjoyed this one, I love the picture.  I hope I did it justice.

NOW - GO READ THE OTHERS!!!

See Who Played Today

Max

Lexi

Sassy (I hope)

and one more!!

Fighting Sanity: FFF: Fabulous Feast (freedominchains42.blogspot.com)

AND YOU!!!  It's not too late.  Grab the picture, read the prompt, and get started!!!

And, yes, I thought about using the "Coffee, Tea, or Me" cliche, but that gave it away too early.

LOL

:-)