It's 4:30pm and I'm still at work. We closed at 4, but people are always last minute in Louisiana Hurricanes. Isaac is such an inconvenience. I just wanted to get off work, get my movies I bought on lunch and relax! Of course, relaxing is just too good to be true because my line is running all the way back to the men's department.
As soon as my last customer gets tithe belt she says she forgot something. I have to talk to myself to keep calm. This hoe has me effed up if she thinks the world has to wait for her. Calm down Denise, this bitch don't want none. "That hoe can wait for me to get my groceries, she works for me." Oh, no this ho didn't... I give her the look of death. I figure I'll just remain calm and do what any other real chick would do, overcharge her ass on the thousands of snacks. She had teddy grams for days, chips of every flavor, barrel juices, Capri sun, fruit juices and fruit concentrated juices even V8. Like, not only that but she had three WIC vouchers, and other food stamp items.
I double charge her for a juice, teddy graham, honey bun, the V8 and bag of chips. I simply put it in my own bag and place it under my register. Now, who's paying who, ho? I finally get to my last WIC voucher and get that ho out of the store. Grabbing my bag, my boss asks for the Teddy Grams and says thanks, but don't ever do that again. Agreeing I clock out and roll the hell out. I just see lightening flash and a rumbling thunder. It's about to go down outside, basement. It's pouring down so hard I can't see but a few feet from the front of the store.
I finally left the store at 6:15pm and was almost home when I notice the street is blocked off. Damn, I'm so close, yet so far away. The rain pours down harder and I'm just thinking where the hell am I going to go? I'm sitting in my car listening to my awesome mellow mix just thinking things could be worse.
Looking at the gallon of water, crackers and gummi bears and bag of stolen groceries, I can make it... Until mother nature calls. Anyway I put my car in park and crank up the music. Eventually we'll move and I'll be home soon. The thunder rolls and I'm wishing I had someone to talk to, keep me warm. Just when I let my thoughts run I hear "Ma'am, the road is flooded out you'll have to take shelter elsewhere."
"Sir, please my house is just over there, is there any way possible to get me home?" He looked at me like I grew another freaking head on my head and said no!!!
Throwing my car in reverse I head to the nearest hotel and dive on the bed. Thinking this storm sucks ass, I pick
Up the menu next to my bed. Snacks, appetizers etc on the menu. I just want a thick chocolate shake, a good cut of meat and a good nights rest.
After placing the call for my food, I hop in the shower. Losing time in the hot water I hear knocks on the door. Wrapping a towel around myself I open the door.
There he was my tall, chocolate milk shake! Baby if I hadn't been in the shower I promise I was soaking wet for him. Seeing the lust glaze in my eyes he stammered to inform me my order has arrived. I manage a thank you. Seeing as how I'm a cashier the only tip I could offer was to come inside.....
"Would you like to come in? Considering the storm is in full force and this hotel is empty, we both could use the company." Obliging my request he takes an awkward seat on the bed. "Relax, I won't bite.... Unless you want me to." Seeing him visibly relax I sit next to him. He's cute, a good guy. "You smell good." I giggle and thank him. He uncovers my entrée. "Are you hungry?"
"Indeed; are you?" He nods yes and tugs on my robe. I smile and let it fall open. Reaching in straight for my breasts he goes to licking, flicking and making them hard in his mouth. Kissing down my belly he goes to work between my thighs. Juicing, drinking and taking me into a few orgasms...
He stood up and undressed. I admire his form as he admires mine. Pulling my legs to the edge of the bed he flips me. He instructs me on how he plans to eat me and pulls my ass into the air and gets to it. Enjoying the view of his penis I go to work. Working up enough spit needed to go his length I take no time being cute, he didn't. Call me Ali as I bob and weave along his length. Increasing my suction power the deeper I take him in, I match the intensity and rhythm of his licks to my suction and swirls....
Two knocks on the door. "Shit!" we say in unison. "Rodrick, are you in there? We have to board up the windows... Now!" Finally standing upright I look at my sweetness on his face. He clenches his teeth and promises to come back. He gets dressed and runs out. I sigh, damn you Isaac! Putting on the tv The only channel is the weather channel and I fall asleep to the same damn showing of Isaac invading my life, my job, my house and now my sex. I eat my gummi bears thinking I should have had a V8. I fall asleep to the sounds of the storm. Isaac aien't shit!
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