I walked up onto the boardwalk on a bright summer day, just heading to work. I calmly walked down the boardwalk as several others used it to get where they needed to go in New Jersey in 1928.
Unfortunately for me, I needed to keep a close eye out. "Pay no attention to me, I'm just a simple man that operates a barber shop," I whispered, entering my place of work, wearing a white work shirt and tan pants.
I walked in and shut the door. "Good," I muttered, strolling towards the back.
I made my way back there passing the chairs, mirrors and the rest of my barber supplies. I looked back towards the front door and saw people walking by, but not looking inside my shop.
I opened the door in the back and quickly entered. "So, how are we doing?"
"Good, we have sev
"So, this is still in your price range, but close to the higher number," I said, leading the way. "Obviously, it's up to you."
"I like it, Ray; it's spacious."
"Yes, it is, but that does reflect on the price tag. I could tell you liked it from the second I saw your face, Ashley."
"Yeah, so?" she giggled, stopping them both.
I turned back to see them kissing, but looked away. I jiggled a bit, but respected both the client's privacy. They made out for a moment, and I just waited for them to continue the tour. I wasn't sure how long they'd keep going, but I was willing to wait.
"I love you," Ray mumbled.
"I love you too," Ashley added, before coming my way. "Sorry, Lindzee."
"It's okay," I mentioned, peeking at them.
We continued the tour, and they stayed together the
We both took the older couple's hands, and they brought us up. Even as we were slightly naked, we all just stood there for a moment and stared into their eyes. I had Ron in front of me while Tammy was in front of Brian.
Although, I peeked at Brian for a few seconds, and he did the same. We both had small smiles on our faces with a hint of confusion though. We just nodded, but then he went right to me and kissed me.
He placed his hands on my butt and brought me even closer to him. They got the opportunity to watch us make out for a few minutes, and I let my hands over onto his wood. I rubbed it through his trunks for a moment, and then our lips parted.
"If it turns us into them, why not, babe?" Brian asked.
"Just be careful with your baby maker, if you let it off the leash, it
"You see, Brian," I pointed out, bringing my head forward. "We're not the only couple that holds hands. They look like they've been married for over twenty years and they're holding hands too."
"We're at year twenty-six," the man informed me as they stopped. "You're newlyweds I'm guessing?"
"Yes," I answered before I smooched Brian's cheek. "I'm Cadence, and this is Brian. We're on our honeymoon now," I replied before a pause grinning. "Wow, twenty-six years? Damn, you two look happy."
"We came here on our honeymoon all those years ago, but of course this place has had a facelift or two since then, but we still manage to book a visit here at least once a year. I'm Ron and this my adoring wife Tammy," he mentioned, wrapping his arms around her with his chest to her back. "A great
"Happy anniversary," I muttered, coming up behind her and smooching her neck.
"You remembered?" she pondered, angling her head back.
"Yes," I answered, placing my hands on her breasts and pecking her neck. "On this day last year, I met you. You made me wait seventeen days and four dates for me to feel these, but..." I moaned, squeezing them. "The wait was worth it."
"Just to be clear, you love me, and not my boobs, right?"
"Can't I love all three?"
"Yes," she snickered, turning around. "Happy anniversary, even though we're not married," she said before planting her hands on my back and kissing me.
"I love you anyway, Tiffany," I mentioned, letting my palms on her butt.
"I love you too, Jason. Are you sure you don't mind having Lexie join us for dinner?"
"No, she's
"What's your name?" the guard asked.
"Tamera Wilson."
"And your relationship to the inmate, Mr. Farn?"
"I'm his girlfriend."
"Oh," he said, breaking eye contact. "So, you're here for a conjugal visit then?"
"Yes."
He failed to comment further and let me into the back. I kept smiling the whole time and felt giddy too. I wasn't sure how he'd react, but I was more than curious to find out indeed.
"Okay, you've been stripped of all metal objects and things of that nature, Ms. Wilson," the guard said, before turning to me. "You have an hour with the inmate, so make it count."
"I will, and thank you," I replied, before I went into the room. 'There he is, sitting there and waiting. I just hope you're not disappointed,' I thought, before I made the floor creak.
He turne
"I bullshit you not, Holly, last night, I found a dick that I could not deep throat. It was in fact too massive, even for me. After I gagged the third time, I was done. I just couldn't do it."
"Seriously, Eve? Don could just pop in at any moment. I don't need my eighteen-year-old son hearing about my thirty-four-year-old big chested friend's sexual conquests," she warned me, grabbing some plates for the cabinet.
"What?" I asked, bringing my hands to my boobs. "He is an adult now, he can handle it."
She stopped right in front of me. "The short dark blue dress is just letting those puppies off their leash too and puppies definitely need one," she pointed out, before she walked past me out of the kitchen.
"If you say so, but my puppies hate that leash," I reminded
"Hey, sis," I said, walking in the door into her house. "How are you?" I pondered, putting my bags down.
"I'm good, sis, now give me a hug," she added, before hugging me.
"Damn, Alexis, you two are in your forties now, and you still call each other 'sis'?" Louie asked, coming towards us.
"Yes," she answered, turning to him. "It's not our fault you're an only child and can't understand why we call each other that, but we do, so deal with it."
"Alexis, I didn't say I had a problem; it was just an observation. You're my wife, and can get away with murder as far as I'm concerned."
"Okay, Louie, don't make any more observations like that then, got it?"
"Yes, Alexis," he answered, coming to me. "Hi, Melinda," he greeted me, hugging me. "How are you doing?"
"I'm fine," I res
"Oh, that's nice, let me fuck you hard," he mumbled, from his bedroom.
The thought came to my head that I caught him masturbating, as I stood outside the bedroom door. As a horny eighteen-year-old woman, my desire made me look in there.
The door cracked, and the view of him masturbating with his long and thick cock entered my vision. As it only poked out of his pants, my eyes locked onto it as his hand stroked it quickly.
A grin appeared on my face, so the top row of my teeth could be seen. My hand made the trip into my panties, and my fingers went into my slit. Next to positive that no one would come out and see, I took the risk.
Then cum ejected from both my pussy and his cock. It went everywhere on him and his bed, and I took a mental note. The door slowly c
Okay, I gotta head to work now," Dan said, before kissing me. "I'll see you two after work. Bye, Gabe."
"See you later, Dad," Gabe replied, waving.
He left the kitchen and then I glanced at Gabe. "Hey, Gabe, could I ask you something?"
"Sure, what's on your mind?" he pondered, strolling to the fridge.
I watched him rummage through it for a moment as I was four feet away, and I clenched my fists. I couldn't seem to let the words flow out of my mouth, even after he rose back up and I saw his face again. He looked at me, but didn't say anything back as he shut the fridge door.
I took an extra deep breath. "Your eighteenth birthday is just coming up next month, and I was just wondering if there was something extra special I could get you. There has gotta be something that maybe
"Oh, fuck James, Donnie, fill up my glass," I whined, putting it out.
"Gwen, I know you're hurting," Donne pointed out, slanting the bottle down and pouring the wine. "I'm just saying, don't go nuts."
"I'm not going nuts, I'm getting drunk, there's a huge difference, Donnie," I groaned before turning my head. "You get me right, Eric?"
"He kind of has a point. We're on our third bottle now, and you've drunk most of the first two," Eric reminded me, rubbing my arm.
Then they both sat down, but only sipped their drinks.
"Trust me, you'll feel a lot better when you get the alcohol in your stomach. Now, not thinking about James, just..." I muttered before I lied back. "Crap, I don't know what went wrong, guys? He loved you two, but maybe I just wasn't enough for him. I mean if a
"Hey, Mr. Elis," I said as the door opened.
"Hello, Amanda. I swear, you look prettier every time I see you, and I see your brown hair is getting long now."
"Thank you, Mr. Elis, is Chase here?"
"No, didn't he tell you, he's got some things to do with Brian and Sal now. Probably shouldn't be more than a couple of hours, but you know where his room is, though, so you're welcome to wait for him if you want. I tried texting him a little while ago, but he didn't answer. You could also hang out with me, but I'm just an old dude."
"I'll just wait for him in his room, but I'm sure you'd rather spend time alone, rather than with your son's girlfriend," I replied, coming in the house with him. "Unless you really just want some company," I put out there, turning back to him.
"No, rea
"Damn it, sis," he whined, coming towards me. "Do you know what all these are?"
"My clothes, Owen."
"Yes, Alicia, including your bra and underwear too. Do you know how uncomfortable it makes me seeing your dirty undergarments on the bathroom floor? I love you to death, but you're driving me nuts, though."
"Okay," I said, getting up with him. "Just to be clear, when Veronica, Cindy, and Kristen all did that, did you rip their heads off, Owen? No, you didn't, why, because you were having sex with all of them. It's a double standard and its bullshit."
"Maybe it is, but it's not like you hated any of them."
"I did actually, they were all bitchy, maybe that was because they had big tits, don't you think, bro? I'm your sister, but you're not exactly hiding even some intimate stuf
I opened her bedroom door up completely, saw her hyper ventilating, and I strolled right to her. “Stella, you can't be so nervous, he's just a guy. He won't bite you, unless you ask him to," I chuckled. "Just go on your date and whatever happens, happens, you know what I mean?"
We both laughed, and I sat on her left side.
“I don't think I'm ready yet, it is just not the right timing. Fuck, I don't know," she told me, aiming her head down and dispensing tears.
My right arm swung up, went over her neck and leaned off her right shoulder. “Push yourself and you'll be happy with the results. You'll have someone else to be with, maybe even someone that loves you," I told her, bringing her face towards mine.
Our arms went around each other, and I felt her heart string
"Shit, I gotta go," I whined, rushing to my locker.
I opened it and put my books away, although, then it suddenly shut.
"What the fuck, Veronica?" I bitched, looking at her.
"How much longer do I have to put up with your lesbian ass?"
"Well," I said, grabbing the combination knob again. "You could drop out, then neither of us will have to see each other ever again," I explained, opening it. "What the fuck's your problem anyway? Can't you stop being such a homophobe?" I asked, taking out my other clothes.
"Oh, you're a masseuse? You're one lucky bitch if you get to see naked women professionally? Wow, I'd be jealous if I was a lesbian."
"Well, too bad," I added, shutting the door.
I stood there expecting her to speak, but I only noticed she checked my breasts out a bit
