Jonny81
02-07-2017, 07:56 PM
This is something I'm still working on but thought I'd see what everyone had to say bout it. Just remember, it's a work in progress and this just a draft of the first few chapters.
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It was June 6th, 7:00 PM, when a yellow jacket Mustang was seen running a west bound red light with all four tires squealing in a tiny little town called Iowa Park Texas. Oldies rock blared on the radio as the blue and red lights flashed in front. Mack grinned and shifted gears.
The Mustang spun into the parking lot behind the cruiser and slid to a stop inches from a bean pole as the door popped open and a two hundred fifty pound, six foot two inch, former linebacker poured from the seat dressed in steel toed boots and a dingy white muscle shirt. The town's only on duty cop waved at him from the cruiser.
“Thanks for the escort Tiny,” Mack said as he sprinted down the gravel.
“Good luck Mack,” he heard behind him as he cruiser pulled off the grass.
He slapped the gate on his way through, an old habit from his linebacker days, and didn’t stop till he hit the rails at the fifty yard line before he ducked under and hit the grass running.
His boots slid to a stop behind a curvy woman in her thirties with curly brown hair, a delicious
rear end, and mouth watering D cup breasts dressed in a flowery brown summer dress.
Mack slid his arms around her and pulled her tight as he whispered in her ear, “Sorry I’m late.”
His former sister in law leaned against his rock hard chest with a sigh, “You made it just in time..”
Mack let his eyes drift down the dwindling line of senior class students until he found his niece, Ashley. She looked like a slender eighteen year old version of her mother in a dark green graduation gown and cap.
“She grew up so fast, I swear just yesterday she was sittin on my lap begging me for a pony.”
Jessica laughed, “That was Christmas dear.”
Mack chuckled, “Oh.”
Jessica leaned her head back and smiled up at him, “Please tell me you did not spend all day buying her a new car.”
“I didn’t,” Mack grunted, “I spent all day buying her an old one.”
She sighed in his arms, “ I told you not to spoil her.”
Mack grinned and said, “Too late for that.”
Since his asshole older brother decided he no longer wanted to be a husband, or a father, Mack had taken over most of the duties. His work takes him on the road a lot, but he’s never missed a holiday or birthday in ten years and there’s always a check in the mail at the first of every month.
Not that he’s rich or anything, but he makes a decent living working between ten and fourteen hours a day on a construction crew that works across three states.
Now, ten years later, the girl walking up to the podium felt like more of a daughter to him than a niece. Now if he could just convince her mother that he was worthy of the title.
After the graduation he led his two favorite women to the mustang. Ashley was so excited that she practically tackled him to the ground with kisses. Mack managed to peel her off of him and set her back on her feet.
“There is just one thing,” He told them.
“What is it? You didn’t steal it did you?” Jessica asked.
Mack frowned, “No, but I did use up my savings to buy it and that means I can’t support you both and pay for Ashley’s nursing school, one of you needs a job...and I happen to have one available.”
“Doing what? Your laundry?” Jessica laughed.
Mack just waited.
“You’re not serious…”
“The mortgage on the house is costing me three hundred a month, car insurance is another three hundred a month, Ashley’s tuition is going to be around four hundred a month, then the utilities on the house run another five hundred…”
“So you want one of us to play maid in that rinky trailer of yours?” Jessica laughed.
“I’ll do it,” Ashley said.
Jessica gave her look and said, “No you won’t, because you’ll be at school.”
“But not for another two months,” Ashley said with a smile.
Mack looked back at Jessica and said, “We can put your stuff in storage and rent the house out for a year, that will take care of the mortgage and utilities, which would take care of most of her tuition…”
“You’re telling me that if I don’t do this, then Ashley can’t go to school?”
“I’m telling you that either you live in my trailer for a year, or tell your daughter she can’t have her graduation present.”
“That’s playing dirty Mack,” Jessica said with a sigh, “when would I have to pack up?”
“I can give you until end of July, then we’ll be taking Ashley to Amarillo.”
“Why Amarillo?” Jessica asked.
“Because she'll be staying with a girl I know, it’ll cut down on the tuition and I won’t have to worry about feeding her too, and she’ll be working off room and board by helping with the kids and doing some light cleaning.”
Jessica laughed, “Those wouldn’t be your kids would they Mack?”
Mack frowned and gave her a serious look, but before he could say anything Ashley said, “I can do it, I’m good with kids and don’t mind cleaning.”
Jessica laughed again, “How many kids are we talking about?”
Mack shrugged, “A pair of two year old twins and a six month old.”
Ashley squealed, “I love twins!”
Jessica sighed, “Fine, I’ll be your maid.”
Mack grinned, “Good, now about your car...”
“What about my car?” Jessica asked.
****
Jessica sighed as she watched a sixteen year old drive away in her 2000 Ford Focus. Not that she had any love for the car, but it was hers and now it wasn’t. She watched her car disappear down the street and turned to the thirty foot penis attached to that black beast Mack calls a truck.
“You’ll get a new one,” Mack said while putting his arm around her.
“It was my car Mack,” Jessica sniffled, “Mine, I bought that car…”
“I know,” Mack walked her to the truck, “and one day you’ll get another.”
She grunted, “Why did we have to sell it?”
“Because it was getting too expensive to keep running, but it’ll make a nice project car for the auto shop.”
She pouted and let him lead her to the truck.
“I hate you,” she said, not really meaning it.
“I know,” he lifted her into the bench seat, “but I still love you.”
Ashley put an arm around Jessica’s neck and whispered in her ear, “You’re blowing it mom.”
Jessica patted her daughter’s knee and whispered back, “Just play along dear.”
Jessica pouted for the next six hours as they dragged that monstrous trailer down the highway. She really did feel bad though. Her baby girl was all grown up and leaving for college, going to live with another woman she didn’t know. No doubt some bimbo Mack had knocked up too. The way he acted, the man probably had bastards up and down the interstate.
Even in her sour mood, she couldn’t help flicking her eyes to him every now and then. If he wasn’t such a man whore like his brother, she might have given in and taken him to her bed. But she’d already been fooled once already.
Mack pulled up to the curb outside a little brown brick house no bigger than her own two bedroom back home.
“This is the place,” He said opening his door and climbing out.
Jessica almost didn’t go with them, but she wasn’t about to leave her daughter without saying Goodbye. She hit the ground with a grunt and jogged up the sidewalk to catch up just as the front door opened.
The first thing Jessica noticed was the woman was drop dead gorgeous with long black hair hanging down to her ass and wearing a tube top over what looked to be C cup breasts and bikini cut shorts that showed her milky white ass with a little brown baby in her arms.
“Kristine, this is Ashley, and her mother, Jessica.”
“Thank god, the twins are driving me nuts and this one… I swear his momma fed him prune juice or something, he’s been fillin diapers all mornin.”
Jessica couldn’t help but smile. The woman had a sweet southern twang, even if she did look like a slut.
“I’ll take him,” Jessica offered, “where’s the…”
“In the corner by the sofa,” Kristine handed over the stinky infant, “you might need to rinse him off before you wipe...just sayin.”
Jessica laughed and carried the baby inside to change. She saw the twins as they danced around the Tv, one in a pull up and their other butt ass naked. A wet pull up sat on the coffee table with a smoldering cigarette in the ashtray. She shook her head and stubbed out the cigarette before it caught something on fire, or one of the twins got ahold of it.
She couldn’t stop herself from glancing out the open door as she changed the baby. Jessica just knew any second now the little skank was going to rub up all over Mack or he’d grab her ass or something… but the entire time she was in the house neither did anything but talk and wave their hands around. She frowned and tugged a fresh pullup up the little hispanic girl’s butt before checking her brother.
“I’ll show you to your room Ashley,” Kristine said as the three of them came into the house.
Jessica gave Mack a worried look.
“These can’t be her kids,” she whispered.
Mack laughed, “They aren’t mine either, Kristine babysits for some of the girls down at the office and has a night job too, all while taking classes.”
Well that certainly made Jessica feel like an ass. Her mouth opened and closed a few times, but Kristine and Ashley returned to the living room before she found her voice. Mack slipped his arm around her and gradually led her through the door.
“But I didn’t get to…”
“Don’t worry, you’ll have at least a week to say goodbye, but right now she has a job to do, unless you want to be changing diapers and watching “Dora the Explorer” all day.”
Mack lifted her back into his truck and they pulled away. A few minutes later they parked at what looked like an Rv park full of dirty pickup trucks and travel trailers. There was a shack in the center with a sign that said, “Office,” with a vending machine next to it and another little shack that said “Laundry.”.
“Have I ever explained what it is that I do for a living?” Mack asked her.
“No, but I know you do construction.”
“More like demolition actually,” Mack chuckled and started detaching the trailer as he explained.
“One team strips and salvages materials from houses bought at auction before another team tears it down to the foundations, then my team comes in behind them and breaks up the foundation for recycling, and then a few more teams builds a new house on the lot, we don’t use heavy equipment, so we work longer and harder to get a job done, but the company makes enough profit that they can afford to pay us the overtime.”
She heard a noise and turned to where he was pulling out the walls of his trailer, or parts of them at least. He’d already detached it from the truck and the noise she’d heard was the sound of metal sliding against metal. She watched as he lifted a panel and secured it with two posts to make an awning, before reaching under the trailer, and pulling down a set of grated steps leading to a door just big enough for his wide shoulders to step through.
“Are you coming?” He asked.
Jessica nodded and took his hand as she climbed the steps. She’d never been inside his trailer before, and had always assumed it would be small and cramped inside. But as she stepped through the door for the first time she realized it was much bigger on the inside.
One of the slide outs held a U shaped sofa facing a big fifty two inch tv mounted on the wall opposite. Just down from the sofa was a little kitchen area with a microwave, a gas stove, a mini fridge, a small chest freezer, a sink, and a toaster oven. Opposite the kitchen was a door she assumed went to a bathroom. She turned and looked towards the back.
Mack grinned, “It was an old horse trailer at one time, I stripped it down to the flatbed frame and built it back up. These used to be the horse stalls, two guest rooms, a game room, and a master bedroom at the very back.”
“It’s like a normal house,” she said feeling a bit odd.
He chuckled, “Well it will be after I plug in the lights and hook up the water, better give the shower an hour or so to warm up before you try it.”
“You have hot water too?” She squeaked.
Mack grinned, “There’s a fifty gallon reserve on the roof and a thirty gallon heater in the utility closet.”
Jessica was speechless.
“Now,” Mack said, “I work so much that by the time I come home I’m exhausted, so I want a hot shower, ready to eat food with at least one cold beer, and a nice long nap with fresh clothes for the next day, All of the places we park at have laundry facilities and I’ll give you money for the machines...as for groceries, I’ll have to take care of the shopping or introduce you to some of the wives, at least until we get you a car.”
“Wives?” She asked.
“We spend a week at one site and sometimes a month or more parked in the same spot, so some of the guys bring along their women, then there's women who work for the company that travel with us, even if they aren’t married we call them wives.”
“So it isn’t just a bunch of men?”
“No, there’s normally at least two women around for every trailer on the lot.”
She remembered the lot being filled and tried to do the math in her head, but she knew that would be a lot of women around.
“How many of these wives have you had in your trailer?”
Mack gave her that look again and walked away. Jessica cringed as the door slammed behind him.. The lights came on, then a few minutes later his diesel truck roared outside and slung gravel as it peeled off the lot.
“What did I do?” Jessica asked herself as something twisted in her gut.
***
Mack sat at the little round table and finished off another beer while trying to keep his insides from ripping him apart. It was half past last call and he hadn’t even enjoyed the show because every time he looked up from his beer the tears stung his eyes.
His twenty six year old best friend with raven black hair hanging down her back wearing nothing but a thong under a black satin robe slid into the seat beside him, “You ready to tell me who has you this worked up tonight, Mack?”
“She acts like I’m Jason, Kristene,” he grumbled, “I think I’ve finally managed to get her to see me, then she gets jealous and…”
Kristine reached over and took away his beer, “Have you tried showing her who you are? I don’t mean spending every penny you have on her, but really letting her see you?”
Mack grumbled a bit more, “I’ve tried, for ten years now I’ve tried… it’s like she doesn’t want to see.”
She put her arm around his neck and leaned in close, “You can have any woman in this town at anytime you wanted.”
“I don’t understand,” he admitted.
She smiled, “I know baby, let’s get you home and you can think about it tomorrow.”
***
Jessica looked up from the floor at the sound of Mack’s truck rumbling outside and wiped her cheeks. She frowned when someone banged on the door and pulled the red flannel shirt around her as she climbed off the sofa.
She was too stunned to speak as she saw a naked woman who looked like a damn supermodel holding Mack upright as he stumbled his way through the door. Neither of them even looked at her as they headed down the hall to the master bedroom and the door closed behind them.
Jessica slammed the door on her way out and felt like screaming into the sky, but instead just fell on her ass and started crying all over again. A few minutes later the door opened behind her and the slut sat down next to her.
“I don’t know what you did, or what you said, but you need to fix it, because I haven’t seen Mack like this since that time he had to fire one of the men on his team cuz the little bastard was smacking his wife around in the trailer next door.”
Kristine put an arm around her and said, “I haven’t known Mack long, but I know enough to say he’s been in love with a woman since he was a kid and every time he gets near her, he ends up drinkin himself into a stupor, now I’m guessing that must be you, because ain't no other woman ever put that look in his eyes before, now you either get in there and take care of him like a woman should care for her man, or you stay clear and let someone else.”
Having said her peace, Kristine kissed Jessica on the cheek before slipping back into the trailer. She took one of the guest rooms and waited until she heard Jessica come back inside before closing her eyes with a smile on her lips.
***
Mack woke with a raging hardon wedged between the cheeks of a warm ass with a soft breast in his hand. That was all he knew when started rubbing himself against her and nuzzling into the slender neck shielded by curly hair.
Jessica moaned in her sleep and rolled to her back as Mack’s hand kneaded and squeezed her breasts. She hadn’t had sex in so long, she didn’t care if he was drunk, or if he thought she was someone else. Sh ran her hand down his back and whispered, “I want you, James.”
He climbed onto her and with one gentle push, buried himself to the hilt inside her neglected pussy. Jessica’s eyes widened at the feeling of being stretched and stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey.
“Oh god,” she cried out, “you’re too big…”
Mack nuzzled the back of her neck and slid deeper as he pumped into her. Jessica’s whimpering cries turned to moans of ecstasy as her hips lifted to greet him, thrust for thrust. Mack’s lips fell to hers with a sloppy drunken kiss that made her toes curl and her knees shake. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him down as his long thick cock slid in and out with a gentle rhythm that had her aching.
“Roll over baby,” She said against his lips, “I want on top for awhile.”
Mack grunted and Jessica squealed as they rolled off the bed with a thump. She laughed and slapped her hands onto his chest as she rose up and rode him like a mechanical bull. She lost count of how many times she’d cum during her ride. It seemed like hours before she felt his rock hard cock unload inside her and she fell onto his chest with an exhausted but well satisfied sigh.
***
Mack didn’t know what to do, or say, when he woke in the floor with Jessica on top of him. She was purring softly in her sleep and he hated to move her, but if he didn’t- he’d piss all over her. He tried to be as gentle as he could and lifted her back onto the bed. His dick stuck to her with a web of dried cum and he groaned.
“Damn it,” he said under his breath, “not again.”
He sighed and pulled the sheet up over her naked body and slipped out the door.
Kristine was in the kitchen when he walked through the trailer naked with his dick flopping in the breeze. She giggled and held up her coffee with a twinkling smile.
“Good morning stud,” she said, “how bad is the hangover?”
Mack grunted and slipped into the bathroom to piss like a racehorse. When he came back out Kristine had a second cup on the table next to two aspirin. Mack downed both and refilled the cup from the pot.
“What happened?” He asked.
She laughed, “You telling me that after all of that noise, you don’t remember?”
Mack shook his head.
Kristine grinned, “Well it sounded to me like you had a little fun.”
Mack groaned, “It wasn’t supposed to happen like that...why did you…”
Kristine smiled, “There was no way you would have fucked her sober, and she needed a good fucking.”
Mack growled, “But I can’t remember.”
She smiled, “But she will, and honey, I doubt she ever forgets it.”
Mack sighed and sipped on his coffee as he looked at his friend's bare breasts. They weren’t small, but not very big either. He had fragments of a memory of him sucking on her plump nipples as he squeezed and kneaded the firm globes. He also had fragments of her tight little mouth sucking his cock too, but was never sure if those were a dream or not.
Kristine licked her lips as she noticed his eyes on her and rose to fill her cup, letting her hand graze across his wide shoulders as she did.
“I’m waiting Mack,” she whispered in his ear, “all you have to do is act and I’m yours.”
He groaned as her husky voice stirred his cock, “I can’t babe.”
She kissed his cheek, “You will, one day you will.”
Mack slid deeper into the seat and wished he could remember exactly how far they’d gone the night she’d slept in his bed.
“Why do you enjoy teasing me?” He asked her.
She grinned, “Because Mack, you are just too good for any woman to have all to herself...I’d share you with anyone you wanted.”
Mack shook his head and finished his coffee.
“Find something to put on and I’ll take you home.”
She smiled, “long as you did laundry while you were out of town.”
Mack scratched his stubbled chin, “I think someone did it, the bag is out in the truck.”
Kristine laughed, “No problem, I’ll just wag my ass out the door and get it then.”
Mack groaned as she did just that and caught himself rubbing his cock, which was still sticky. He put the empty mugs in the sink before slipping into a shower.
It wasn’t but a few minutes later when the shower door slid open and Kristine squeezed herself inside. The tiny box was barely big enough for Mack by himself. She gave him a smile and took the bar of soap from his hand as she started rubbing it over his big strong body.
“…”
She put a finger over his lips. He sighed and relaxed against the wall as her soft hands lathered his body in spring freshness. Her hands reached his cock and her soapy fingers wrapped around his shaft as she put her lips to his ear.
“You brother is a man whore who will fuck anything in a skirt, but your problem is that you hold yourself back from everyone, you hide in this trailer like some middle aged hermit when you should be out there enjoying life.”
She stroked him against her and breathed against his cheek, “I bet there are at least ten women in this park right now who you’ve dreamed of fucking, but never so much as said hello to them without ducking your head.”
Mack grunted and his cock jumped in her hand. Her hand tightened and twisted, drawing a long groan from his throat. Kristine kissed him and slipped her tongue into his mouth, holding the kiss until his eyes rolled back and his cock unloaded against her stomach. Then she reached up and pulled the cord; warm water poured down from the roof to drench them.
“Both of you need to take a long hard look at each other, because until you do- neither of you will be happy.”
With that said, she grabbed a towel and left him. She slipped passed Jessica and hung the damp towel around her shoulder.
“You and I are the only two women he has eve brought into this trailer, and until you fucked him at five o’clock this morning he was still a virgin, so the next time you want to call him a whore, think about that.” Kristine whispered to her before walking down the hall to get dressed in a pair of bikini cut daisy dukes and a muscle shirt.
***
Jessica was speechless, and extremely turned on, when she stepped into the bathroom and found Mack standing there naked with water dripping down his fresh shaved, big, muscular body. She’d only caught a glimpse of him and Kristine in the shower together, but those few seconds were branded in her memories.
“Are you mad?” He asked her.
Jessica licked her lips and nervously unfolded the towel for him.
“No,” she admitted, “just confused.”
He smiled and her heart fluttered. She could still feel his thick cock in her pussy and squeezed her legs together.
“Confused about what?” He asked.
“I don’t know, you, me, Kristine…everything Mack, I feel like I don’t know you at all, and I barely know myself.”
He held up his arms and let her pat him down, “Maybe she’s right and we should get to know each other again.”
“You mean like dating?” She frowned.
He chuckled, “Might be a little late for that, but we’re stuck together for a while, might as well make the most of it.”
“What happens if I don’t want to go back?” She asked.
“Then you stay,” he told her, “I wouldn’t mind that one bit.”
***
**
It was June 6th, 7:00 PM, when a yellow jacket Mustang was seen running a west bound red light with all four tires squealing in a tiny little town called Iowa Park Texas. Oldies rock blared on the radio as the blue and red lights flashed in front. Mack grinned and shifted gears.
The Mustang spun into the parking lot behind the cruiser and slid to a stop inches from a bean pole as the door popped open and a two hundred fifty pound, six foot two inch, former linebacker poured from the seat dressed in steel toed boots and a dingy white muscle shirt. The town's only on duty cop waved at him from the cruiser.
“Thanks for the escort Tiny,” Mack said as he sprinted down the gravel.
“Good luck Mack,” he heard behind him as he cruiser pulled off the grass.
He slapped the gate on his way through, an old habit from his linebacker days, and didn’t stop till he hit the rails at the fifty yard line before he ducked under and hit the grass running.
His boots slid to a stop behind a curvy woman in her thirties with curly brown hair, a delicious
rear end, and mouth watering D cup breasts dressed in a flowery brown summer dress.
Mack slid his arms around her and pulled her tight as he whispered in her ear, “Sorry I’m late.”
His former sister in law leaned against his rock hard chest with a sigh, “You made it just in time..”
Mack let his eyes drift down the dwindling line of senior class students until he found his niece, Ashley. She looked like a slender eighteen year old version of her mother in a dark green graduation gown and cap.
“She grew up so fast, I swear just yesterday she was sittin on my lap begging me for a pony.”
Jessica laughed, “That was Christmas dear.”
Mack chuckled, “Oh.”
Jessica leaned her head back and smiled up at him, “Please tell me you did not spend all day buying her a new car.”
“I didn’t,” Mack grunted, “I spent all day buying her an old one.”
She sighed in his arms, “ I told you not to spoil her.”
Mack grinned and said, “Too late for that.”
Since his asshole older brother decided he no longer wanted to be a husband, or a father, Mack had taken over most of the duties. His work takes him on the road a lot, but he’s never missed a holiday or birthday in ten years and there’s always a check in the mail at the first of every month.
Not that he’s rich or anything, but he makes a decent living working between ten and fourteen hours a day on a construction crew that works across three states.
Now, ten years later, the girl walking up to the podium felt like more of a daughter to him than a niece. Now if he could just convince her mother that he was worthy of the title.
After the graduation he led his two favorite women to the mustang. Ashley was so excited that she practically tackled him to the ground with kisses. Mack managed to peel her off of him and set her back on her feet.
“There is just one thing,” He told them.
“What is it? You didn’t steal it did you?” Jessica asked.
Mack frowned, “No, but I did use up my savings to buy it and that means I can’t support you both and pay for Ashley’s nursing school, one of you needs a job...and I happen to have one available.”
“Doing what? Your laundry?” Jessica laughed.
Mack just waited.
“You’re not serious…”
“The mortgage on the house is costing me three hundred a month, car insurance is another three hundred a month, Ashley’s tuition is going to be around four hundred a month, then the utilities on the house run another five hundred…”
“So you want one of us to play maid in that rinky trailer of yours?” Jessica laughed.
“I’ll do it,” Ashley said.
Jessica gave her look and said, “No you won’t, because you’ll be at school.”
“But not for another two months,” Ashley said with a smile.
Mack looked back at Jessica and said, “We can put your stuff in storage and rent the house out for a year, that will take care of the mortgage and utilities, which would take care of most of her tuition…”
“You’re telling me that if I don’t do this, then Ashley can’t go to school?”
“I’m telling you that either you live in my trailer for a year, or tell your daughter she can’t have her graduation present.”
“That’s playing dirty Mack,” Jessica said with a sigh, “when would I have to pack up?”
“I can give you until end of July, then we’ll be taking Ashley to Amarillo.”
“Why Amarillo?” Jessica asked.
“Because she'll be staying with a girl I know, it’ll cut down on the tuition and I won’t have to worry about feeding her too, and she’ll be working off room and board by helping with the kids and doing some light cleaning.”
Jessica laughed, “Those wouldn’t be your kids would they Mack?”
Mack frowned and gave her a serious look, but before he could say anything Ashley said, “I can do it, I’m good with kids and don’t mind cleaning.”
Jessica laughed again, “How many kids are we talking about?”
Mack shrugged, “A pair of two year old twins and a six month old.”
Ashley squealed, “I love twins!”
Jessica sighed, “Fine, I’ll be your maid.”
Mack grinned, “Good, now about your car...”
“What about my car?” Jessica asked.
****
Jessica sighed as she watched a sixteen year old drive away in her 2000 Ford Focus. Not that she had any love for the car, but it was hers and now it wasn’t. She watched her car disappear down the street and turned to the thirty foot penis attached to that black beast Mack calls a truck.
“You’ll get a new one,” Mack said while putting his arm around her.
“It was my car Mack,” Jessica sniffled, “Mine, I bought that car…”
“I know,” Mack walked her to the truck, “and one day you’ll get another.”
She grunted, “Why did we have to sell it?”
“Because it was getting too expensive to keep running, but it’ll make a nice project car for the auto shop.”
She pouted and let him lead her to the truck.
“I hate you,” she said, not really meaning it.
“I know,” he lifted her into the bench seat, “but I still love you.”
Ashley put an arm around Jessica’s neck and whispered in her ear, “You’re blowing it mom.”
Jessica patted her daughter’s knee and whispered back, “Just play along dear.”
Jessica pouted for the next six hours as they dragged that monstrous trailer down the highway. She really did feel bad though. Her baby girl was all grown up and leaving for college, going to live with another woman she didn’t know. No doubt some bimbo Mack had knocked up too. The way he acted, the man probably had bastards up and down the interstate.
Even in her sour mood, she couldn’t help flicking her eyes to him every now and then. If he wasn’t such a man whore like his brother, she might have given in and taken him to her bed. But she’d already been fooled once already.
Mack pulled up to the curb outside a little brown brick house no bigger than her own two bedroom back home.
“This is the place,” He said opening his door and climbing out.
Jessica almost didn’t go with them, but she wasn’t about to leave her daughter without saying Goodbye. She hit the ground with a grunt and jogged up the sidewalk to catch up just as the front door opened.
The first thing Jessica noticed was the woman was drop dead gorgeous with long black hair hanging down to her ass and wearing a tube top over what looked to be C cup breasts and bikini cut shorts that showed her milky white ass with a little brown baby in her arms.
“Kristine, this is Ashley, and her mother, Jessica.”
“Thank god, the twins are driving me nuts and this one… I swear his momma fed him prune juice or something, he’s been fillin diapers all mornin.”
Jessica couldn’t help but smile. The woman had a sweet southern twang, even if she did look like a slut.
“I’ll take him,” Jessica offered, “where’s the…”
“In the corner by the sofa,” Kristine handed over the stinky infant, “you might need to rinse him off before you wipe...just sayin.”
Jessica laughed and carried the baby inside to change. She saw the twins as they danced around the Tv, one in a pull up and their other butt ass naked. A wet pull up sat on the coffee table with a smoldering cigarette in the ashtray. She shook her head and stubbed out the cigarette before it caught something on fire, or one of the twins got ahold of it.
She couldn’t stop herself from glancing out the open door as she changed the baby. Jessica just knew any second now the little skank was going to rub up all over Mack or he’d grab her ass or something… but the entire time she was in the house neither did anything but talk and wave their hands around. She frowned and tugged a fresh pullup up the little hispanic girl’s butt before checking her brother.
“I’ll show you to your room Ashley,” Kristine said as the three of them came into the house.
Jessica gave Mack a worried look.
“These can’t be her kids,” she whispered.
Mack laughed, “They aren’t mine either, Kristine babysits for some of the girls down at the office and has a night job too, all while taking classes.”
Well that certainly made Jessica feel like an ass. Her mouth opened and closed a few times, but Kristine and Ashley returned to the living room before she found her voice. Mack slipped his arm around her and gradually led her through the door.
“But I didn’t get to…”
“Don’t worry, you’ll have at least a week to say goodbye, but right now she has a job to do, unless you want to be changing diapers and watching “Dora the Explorer” all day.”
Mack lifted her back into his truck and they pulled away. A few minutes later they parked at what looked like an Rv park full of dirty pickup trucks and travel trailers. There was a shack in the center with a sign that said, “Office,” with a vending machine next to it and another little shack that said “Laundry.”.
“Have I ever explained what it is that I do for a living?” Mack asked her.
“No, but I know you do construction.”
“More like demolition actually,” Mack chuckled and started detaching the trailer as he explained.
“One team strips and salvages materials from houses bought at auction before another team tears it down to the foundations, then my team comes in behind them and breaks up the foundation for recycling, and then a few more teams builds a new house on the lot, we don’t use heavy equipment, so we work longer and harder to get a job done, but the company makes enough profit that they can afford to pay us the overtime.”
She heard a noise and turned to where he was pulling out the walls of his trailer, or parts of them at least. He’d already detached it from the truck and the noise she’d heard was the sound of metal sliding against metal. She watched as he lifted a panel and secured it with two posts to make an awning, before reaching under the trailer, and pulling down a set of grated steps leading to a door just big enough for his wide shoulders to step through.
“Are you coming?” He asked.
Jessica nodded and took his hand as she climbed the steps. She’d never been inside his trailer before, and had always assumed it would be small and cramped inside. But as she stepped through the door for the first time she realized it was much bigger on the inside.
One of the slide outs held a U shaped sofa facing a big fifty two inch tv mounted on the wall opposite. Just down from the sofa was a little kitchen area with a microwave, a gas stove, a mini fridge, a small chest freezer, a sink, and a toaster oven. Opposite the kitchen was a door she assumed went to a bathroom. She turned and looked towards the back.
Mack grinned, “It was an old horse trailer at one time, I stripped it down to the flatbed frame and built it back up. These used to be the horse stalls, two guest rooms, a game room, and a master bedroom at the very back.”
“It’s like a normal house,” she said feeling a bit odd.
He chuckled, “Well it will be after I plug in the lights and hook up the water, better give the shower an hour or so to warm up before you try it.”
“You have hot water too?” She squeaked.
Mack grinned, “There’s a fifty gallon reserve on the roof and a thirty gallon heater in the utility closet.”
Jessica was speechless.
“Now,” Mack said, “I work so much that by the time I come home I’m exhausted, so I want a hot shower, ready to eat food with at least one cold beer, and a nice long nap with fresh clothes for the next day, All of the places we park at have laundry facilities and I’ll give you money for the machines...as for groceries, I’ll have to take care of the shopping or introduce you to some of the wives, at least until we get you a car.”
“Wives?” She asked.
“We spend a week at one site and sometimes a month or more parked in the same spot, so some of the guys bring along their women, then there's women who work for the company that travel with us, even if they aren’t married we call them wives.”
“So it isn’t just a bunch of men?”
“No, there’s normally at least two women around for every trailer on the lot.”
She remembered the lot being filled and tried to do the math in her head, but she knew that would be a lot of women around.
“How many of these wives have you had in your trailer?”
Mack gave her that look again and walked away. Jessica cringed as the door slammed behind him.. The lights came on, then a few minutes later his diesel truck roared outside and slung gravel as it peeled off the lot.
“What did I do?” Jessica asked herself as something twisted in her gut.
***
Mack sat at the little round table and finished off another beer while trying to keep his insides from ripping him apart. It was half past last call and he hadn’t even enjoyed the show because every time he looked up from his beer the tears stung his eyes.
His twenty six year old best friend with raven black hair hanging down her back wearing nothing but a thong under a black satin robe slid into the seat beside him, “You ready to tell me who has you this worked up tonight, Mack?”
“She acts like I’m Jason, Kristene,” he grumbled, “I think I’ve finally managed to get her to see me, then she gets jealous and…”
Kristine reached over and took away his beer, “Have you tried showing her who you are? I don’t mean spending every penny you have on her, but really letting her see you?”
Mack grumbled a bit more, “I’ve tried, for ten years now I’ve tried… it’s like she doesn’t want to see.”
She put her arm around his neck and leaned in close, “You can have any woman in this town at anytime you wanted.”
“I don’t understand,” he admitted.
She smiled, “I know baby, let’s get you home and you can think about it tomorrow.”
***
Jessica looked up from the floor at the sound of Mack’s truck rumbling outside and wiped her cheeks. She frowned when someone banged on the door and pulled the red flannel shirt around her as she climbed off the sofa.
She was too stunned to speak as she saw a naked woman who looked like a damn supermodel holding Mack upright as he stumbled his way through the door. Neither of them even looked at her as they headed down the hall to the master bedroom and the door closed behind them.
Jessica slammed the door on her way out and felt like screaming into the sky, but instead just fell on her ass and started crying all over again. A few minutes later the door opened behind her and the slut sat down next to her.
“I don’t know what you did, or what you said, but you need to fix it, because I haven’t seen Mack like this since that time he had to fire one of the men on his team cuz the little bastard was smacking his wife around in the trailer next door.”
Kristine put an arm around her and said, “I haven’t known Mack long, but I know enough to say he’s been in love with a woman since he was a kid and every time he gets near her, he ends up drinkin himself into a stupor, now I’m guessing that must be you, because ain't no other woman ever put that look in his eyes before, now you either get in there and take care of him like a woman should care for her man, or you stay clear and let someone else.”
Having said her peace, Kristine kissed Jessica on the cheek before slipping back into the trailer. She took one of the guest rooms and waited until she heard Jessica come back inside before closing her eyes with a smile on her lips.
***
Mack woke with a raging hardon wedged between the cheeks of a warm ass with a soft breast in his hand. That was all he knew when started rubbing himself against her and nuzzling into the slender neck shielded by curly hair.
Jessica moaned in her sleep and rolled to her back as Mack’s hand kneaded and squeezed her breasts. She hadn’t had sex in so long, she didn’t care if he was drunk, or if he thought she was someone else. Sh ran her hand down his back and whispered, “I want you, James.”
He climbed onto her and with one gentle push, buried himself to the hilt inside her neglected pussy. Jessica’s eyes widened at the feeling of being stretched and stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey.
“Oh god,” she cried out, “you’re too big…”
Mack nuzzled the back of her neck and slid deeper as he pumped into her. Jessica’s whimpering cries turned to moans of ecstasy as her hips lifted to greet him, thrust for thrust. Mack’s lips fell to hers with a sloppy drunken kiss that made her toes curl and her knees shake. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him down as his long thick cock slid in and out with a gentle rhythm that had her aching.
“Roll over baby,” She said against his lips, “I want on top for awhile.”
Mack grunted and Jessica squealed as they rolled off the bed with a thump. She laughed and slapped her hands onto his chest as she rose up and rode him like a mechanical bull. She lost count of how many times she’d cum during her ride. It seemed like hours before she felt his rock hard cock unload inside her and she fell onto his chest with an exhausted but well satisfied sigh.
***
Mack didn’t know what to do, or say, when he woke in the floor with Jessica on top of him. She was purring softly in her sleep and he hated to move her, but if he didn’t- he’d piss all over her. He tried to be as gentle as he could and lifted her back onto the bed. His dick stuck to her with a web of dried cum and he groaned.
“Damn it,” he said under his breath, “not again.”
He sighed and pulled the sheet up over her naked body and slipped out the door.
Kristine was in the kitchen when he walked through the trailer naked with his dick flopping in the breeze. She giggled and held up her coffee with a twinkling smile.
“Good morning stud,” she said, “how bad is the hangover?”
Mack grunted and slipped into the bathroom to piss like a racehorse. When he came back out Kristine had a second cup on the table next to two aspirin. Mack downed both and refilled the cup from the pot.
“What happened?” He asked.
She laughed, “You telling me that after all of that noise, you don’t remember?”
Mack shook his head.
Kristine grinned, “Well it sounded to me like you had a little fun.”
Mack groaned, “It wasn’t supposed to happen like that...why did you…”
Kristine smiled, “There was no way you would have fucked her sober, and she needed a good fucking.”
Mack growled, “But I can’t remember.”
She smiled, “But she will, and honey, I doubt she ever forgets it.”
Mack sighed and sipped on his coffee as he looked at his friend's bare breasts. They weren’t small, but not very big either. He had fragments of a memory of him sucking on her plump nipples as he squeezed and kneaded the firm globes. He also had fragments of her tight little mouth sucking his cock too, but was never sure if those were a dream or not.
Kristine licked her lips as she noticed his eyes on her and rose to fill her cup, letting her hand graze across his wide shoulders as she did.
“I’m waiting Mack,” she whispered in his ear, “all you have to do is act and I’m yours.”
He groaned as her husky voice stirred his cock, “I can’t babe.”
She kissed his cheek, “You will, one day you will.”
Mack slid deeper into the seat and wished he could remember exactly how far they’d gone the night she’d slept in his bed.
“Why do you enjoy teasing me?” He asked her.
She grinned, “Because Mack, you are just too good for any woman to have all to herself...I’d share you with anyone you wanted.”
Mack shook his head and finished his coffee.
“Find something to put on and I’ll take you home.”
She smiled, “long as you did laundry while you were out of town.”
Mack scratched his stubbled chin, “I think someone did it, the bag is out in the truck.”
Kristine laughed, “No problem, I’ll just wag my ass out the door and get it then.”
Mack groaned as she did just that and caught himself rubbing his cock, which was still sticky. He put the empty mugs in the sink before slipping into a shower.
It wasn’t but a few minutes later when the shower door slid open and Kristine squeezed herself inside. The tiny box was barely big enough for Mack by himself. She gave him a smile and took the bar of soap from his hand as she started rubbing it over his big strong body.
“…”
She put a finger over his lips. He sighed and relaxed against the wall as her soft hands lathered his body in spring freshness. Her hands reached his cock and her soapy fingers wrapped around his shaft as she put her lips to his ear.
“You brother is a man whore who will fuck anything in a skirt, but your problem is that you hold yourself back from everyone, you hide in this trailer like some middle aged hermit when you should be out there enjoying life.”
She stroked him against her and breathed against his cheek, “I bet there are at least ten women in this park right now who you’ve dreamed of fucking, but never so much as said hello to them without ducking your head.”
Mack grunted and his cock jumped in her hand. Her hand tightened and twisted, drawing a long groan from his throat. Kristine kissed him and slipped her tongue into his mouth, holding the kiss until his eyes rolled back and his cock unloaded against her stomach. Then she reached up and pulled the cord; warm water poured down from the roof to drench them.
“Both of you need to take a long hard look at each other, because until you do- neither of you will be happy.”
With that said, she grabbed a towel and left him. She slipped passed Jessica and hung the damp towel around her shoulder.
“You and I are the only two women he has eve brought into this trailer, and until you fucked him at five o’clock this morning he was still a virgin, so the next time you want to call him a whore, think about that.” Kristine whispered to her before walking down the hall to get dressed in a pair of bikini cut daisy dukes and a muscle shirt.
***
Jessica was speechless, and extremely turned on, when she stepped into the bathroom and found Mack standing there naked with water dripping down his fresh shaved, big, muscular body. She’d only caught a glimpse of him and Kristine in the shower together, but those few seconds were branded in her memories.
“Are you mad?” He asked her.
Jessica licked her lips and nervously unfolded the towel for him.
“No,” she admitted, “just confused.”
He smiled and her heart fluttered. She could still feel his thick cock in her pussy and squeezed her legs together.
“Confused about what?” He asked.
“I don’t know, you, me, Kristine…everything Mack, I feel like I don’t know you at all, and I barely know myself.”
He held up his arms and let her pat him down, “Maybe she’s right and we should get to know each other again.”
“You mean like dating?” She frowned.
He chuckled, “Might be a little late for that, but we’re stuck together for a while, might as well make the most of it.”
“What happens if I don’t want to go back?” She asked.
“Then you stay,” he told her, “I wouldn’t mind that one bit.”
***