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I wrote Sweet Revenge as a joke, after many e-mails with another author. She was upset about receiving poor vote results for some of her stories that we both thought were really good. Sweet Revenge was terrible but at last count, it had received three 10 votes. At one time with about 10 votes, it had an average of almost 8.0. Come on, it didn't deserve a vote of 1. It contained everything that irritates me about some of the stories we had discussed. I used they're, their, and there interchangeably and never in the right context. I even substituted red for read and reed for read. The tenses of the verbs were bounced around, from present tense to past and back again, sometimes even in the same sentence. It contained capitalized words that are not words to denote cries and moans of passion, i.e., OOOOOWWWWWOOOO that I really hate and this is the last time that you will ever see that on one of my pieces. I am better than that. For all of you who wrote to me anonymously had have had the balls to include a return address, you would have already known the truth, But since you don't and didn't, maybe now you will understand. So, vote if you wish, I know how you are, and for you so called authors who give bad votes to make your tripe look better, go ahead, I really don't care. Write to me if you wish, I encourage all kinds of feedback, and I will answer you with my honest opinion. Even if feedback is negative in a positive manner, it is appreciated, I am trainable.
As I said in the first submission, this is a true story. Names have been changed to protect the innocent or the guilty.
I had just enrolled at a small state college and funds were low. I needed a job, something to help me pay for my USDA recommended daily allowance of beer. I answered an ad at a two bay auto repair shop to do tune ups. I was more than qualified, I had been working on cars and motorcycles since I was 14. I was a hot rodder, having built several high performance vehicles in the past eight years. I entered through the overhead door and approached the figure I found bent over the fender of a late model sedan. All I could see of him was his back from the waist down. The sounds of a ratchet turning, the clank of metal against metal and the cheap radio playing the Kingston Trio's Ballad of Tom Dooley were the only noises inside the shop.
I walked up to stand beside him and as he noticed me, he bent himself around and out from under the hood of the Chrysler. "What can I do for you?" he asked.
"The Campus Courier had an ad saying that you need a tune up man." was my reply.
He was a small man, maybe five and a half feet tall, and probably didn't weigh more than one hundred forty pounds. He wore blue jeans and a blue denim shirt. He wiped his nose against the sleeve of his greasy shirt and introduced himself as Richard Bells. He asked if I had any experience. I told him that although I had never worked in an automotive shop, that I had built several cars from the ground up.
He sneered at me with red rimmed eyes and said, "You rich college boys are all alike. I hire you, you work a week or two and then after you've gotten a paycheck or two, you don't show up any more. Besides, if you've never worked before, How can I check to find out if you can do the job?"
I didn't answer, I only held my hand at my shoulder and with my thumb pointed to the overhead door I had just entered. I turned and walked toward the opening. He followed me. I walked over to my pristine '57 Chevy Bel Air door hardtop. I reached into the glove compartment and showed him the photos. This is this car 2 years ago I told him. He looked at the pictures of the battered hulk, and whistled under his breath. The Chevy had had its whole side bashed in when I bought it. As he looked at the three by fives, I strode to the front and opened the hood. Okay, chrome won't make it go, but the triple two barrel carbs were impressive. I opened the door, and sat behind the wheel. I turned the ignition on and the engine roared to life then settled to a low rumble. He listened respectfully.
"I built this from the pictures you saw. The engine started as a 300 HP 327 CI and now delivers over 400. I built the Muncie 4 speed from pilot shaft to tail shaft. I think I can do your simple tune ups."
He looked at the straight side of the car, listened to the Smithy mufflers' deep rumble, and checked the bucket seated interior. "If you really built this, I think I can use you. When can you start?"
I have a class at eleven o'clock, I can be here at one." I told him. "I scheduled my classes to have afternoons free."
"Sounds good to me," he said, "I need someone three days a week and all day Saturday. Be here tomorrow at one." I waved at him and pulled the car into the street. Feeling good about the new job, I decided to celebrate so I drove directly to the Wizard's Bar to toss down a few. My friend Steve was there with a few of the other regulars. I told Steve about my new occupation. Mark, I didn't know his last name, overheard me and asked if I was talking about Richard Bells.
After I answered in the affirmative, he told me, "We call him Little Dick. Watch out for him his name may be Dick, but he is a prick. My friend Lonnie worked for him once, and had nothing but trouble from him."
I tossed the warning aside, I knew Lonnie and he was no prize winner himself. I had always thought that he was a lazy jerk.
The next day when I reported in, Richard was under the hood of the Chrysler again." What's up?" I asked.
He unfolded himself from under the hood and looked over at me. "I'm just putting the heads back on this bitch." he said.
"Yeah," those damned hemis don't give you any room to work." I sauntered over to where he was working. I looked inside and saw only a ratchet and a few sockets.
"You should torque those head bolts." I told him.
"I know," he sounded exasperated, "but mine is busted, the only one I have is a quarter inch drive until I get the other one from the repair station." He pronounced it Bistid.
"I have one in the trunk of my car, I could lend it to you." I offered.
He accepted and I brought it inside. He whistled when I opened it and showed it to him in its fitted case. "That must have set you back a couple of bucks." he said
My answer was, "A couple of hundred, four years ago. And inflation has been double digit since then."
"Yeah, I know," he answered, "I priced one when mine busted, he showed me this very one. I decided to have mine fixed. Anyway, thanks. Now take care of that Falcon over there."
I started toward the small Ford, I noticed a room that I had not seen before, probably because it had been dark. Now, the fluorescents were bright and through the window and open door, I was able to see the most ravishing woman I had seen since leaving LA Long blonde hair framed her angelic face, framing her sparkling blue eyes. She was wearing a white blouse that could have had another button or even three fastened at the top. The shirt was translucent, showing faintly her pink bra that encased the most beautiful set of 36 C's I had ever seen. The push up effect was not lost on me. She was standing and bent over the desk the twin globes of her ass out thrust. The navy mini was snug and form fitting ending about three inches below her crotch. Her black pumps had three inch heels. She was engrossed in some invoices and receipts spread on the desk top. Then she noticed my movement as I walked by.
"Hi," she looked over her half lensed reading glasses, "you must be Sonny. Richard told me that he had hired some new help. I'm his wife, Cindy." She held out a dainty hand. I took it lightly in mine. "I also serve as the bookkeeper." Although her lips were puffy and pouting, she also was smiling. How does she do that I wondered.
I turned away, muttered something about getting to work, hoping she hadn't noticed my boner pushing against my jeans.
Cindy and I became friends and often I would come in on my days off to visit, sitting on the desk and often glancing down her always open top. She had many stories that I found extremely interesting. She had been one of the women who in World War II had flown planes and supplies from America to England freeing male pilots to fly fighters and bombers. Her husband had been killed in that war. They had one child, a daughter. She learned she was pregnant two weeks after she had been notified of his death. She met Richard after the war, and they were married. He was a widower with a daughter three weeks older than hers. Both were in college and I learned that they were both in one of my classes.
It didn't take me long to learn of Richard's temper. I had only removed, inspected and installed the new spark plugs and started to remove the distributor cap when I heard a subtle clink, the sound of a wrench slipping off its bolt. "Motherfucker!" he yelled and winged a socket against the wall about twenty feet away. It ricocheted off a shelf and knocked a gallon of anti freeze to the floor. It split open and sprayed the pungent liquid across the floor. He turned to me, glaring, "Clean up that fucking mess!" he hissed. As I walked by, I glanced at his scraped knuckle. There was a trace of blood, and a little two corner tear, less than an eighth of an inch long.
I worked for Richard two long weeks. In that period of time, he fired me three times and I quit four. After each time he would call me, usually within thirty minutes and ask me to come back. The seventh time, I decided that I didn't need the ulcer this was causing and returned to tell him of my decision. It was then, I asked him to return my torque wrench.
"What torque wrench?" he was almost screaming.
I remained calm saying, "That one." indicating the case atop his roll away cabinet.
"That's my wrench!" He was shouting now. He stormed across the room, opened the case and removed the wrench. "Look at this, motherfucker!" With an electric engraver, he had attached his name and social security number. I was familiar with this mark, all his tools were similarly marked. I knew that with all the traveling I had done since high school, I could never find the receipt, especially after four years.
I didn't say another word. I went out to my car, started the powerful engine, calmly engaged first gear and slowly drove away. My calm manner left Little Dick awestruck. I slowly drove to Little Dick's house and parked in front. I shut down the engine and set the brake. The front door was open, someone was home and Laury was attending the books at the shop. I pushed the door shut and strode up the sidewalk.
I knocked on the door and Laury, Richard's daughter answered. "Hi Laury, I'm having some trouble with that creative writing class. Could you help me?"
"Sure, come on in." She turned and walked into the living room. I watched as she walked away, a favorite pastime of mine, watching women's asses. Laury's was supreme. Those tight little double bumps lifted and tilted with each step. Her tight, shorter than short, shorts defined those firm balls of flesh delightfully. When she turned to face me at the couch, there was a wonderful triangular gap between her legs allowing light to pass through. I really love that feature. Her tube top squeezed her tiny little tits into luscious, paired mounds. Most men like big tits, but I prefer those barely a mouthful types. Even though the day was warm, her nipples formed smaller bumps atop her other bumps. Her dark hair fell in waves to her shoulders, lightening her emerald green eyes. Her cheekbones were maybe a little too high, but they formed a base for her cute pixie like upturned nose. Below her lips were large firm and the lower stuck out as if it were swollen. The corners turned up, she smiled and asked, "Would you like something to drink?"
"Hey yeah," I replied enthusiastically, "how about a beer?"
"Great," she answered, "I'll have one too."
I heard the refrigerator open and close, two caps being lifted and then she was back. I patted the cushion beside me and she sat, her legs together, but turned slightly toward me.
I took a sip and started to set it on the coaster in front of me. "This is my problem... " I began, as the longneck crossed over her lap, "...Professor Jameson said..." and the cold beer spilled accidentally into her lap, inside her thighs. "Oh my God!" I shouted, "I'm sorry, here let me clean it up!" I took a handkerchief from my pocket and started rubbing her thighs. She was dry, and still I was gently rubbing the affected area, in fact, I was rubbing higher than the beer had been spilled. I glanced to her chest and her perky little nipples were now harder than before. I brought my arm down of the back of the couch, around her neck and cradled her chin in my hand. Lifting, I raised her mouth to mine, and gently, firmly nibbled that swollen lower lip. Her lipstick was both slick and adhesive, my tongue slipped between her lips and at the same time they were sealed to mine. My tongue dipped into the recesses of her mouth between her lips and gums, straight back toward her throat, up against her soft palate. I could feel a soft moan building deep inside her chest. I pulled away, returned to kiss her nose, her fluttering eyelids, and around to suck her earlobe inside my mouth. The moan I had felt now erupted up her throat and changed to a sigh, I felt her gentle breath against my shoulder.
During this time, my hands were not idle. I pushed her tank top up, over her graceful tit, holding her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. Rolling, twisting, pushing in against her delicate boob. A pinch, a little too hard brings another gasp, a shiver starts at the base of her spine and travels up between her shoulder blades. I can smell the aroma of her excitement wafting up from between her legs. She broke away, took my hands in hers and tugged me into a standing position. "Not here, come." she said.
Walking backward, she led me across the room down the hall and into another room, her bedroom. Lacy curtains, twin beds, twin dressers, teddy bears, the smell of perfumes and cosmetics, a typical girl's/woman's room. She stood in the center, raised the tube top over her head, her little tits bounced only slightly. Bending at the waist, she pushed her shorts and panties down to her ankles at the same time and stepped out of them. She took the bottom hem of my T-shirt and with a fluid motion pulled it over my head. She dropped it amid the pile of her clothing on the floor. She reached for my belt, and without hesitation worked it loose. Nimbly she unfastened the snap of my Levis and the zipper followed.
With tender pushes I was seated then reclining across the bed, and she pulled my pants and briefs over my feet. She was kneeling between my knees, making little circles over my chest and stomach with her hands. She didn't need to touch my cock to direct it to her mouth, it was a pointer indicating the sun at high noon. She leaned forward, forward I felt her hot breath on the tip of my cock. Her tongue flicked out, against the head of my prick, it bounced away and like the plastic blow up punching dummies it rebounded to its original position. Once as it returned to high noon, her lips formed an O and she captured it, sucking it inside. Lips and tongue against my glans, she sucked, inhaling the precum from the tip. Her fingertips form coils around the shaft and move up and down its length. She moves down with her lips until she is at its midpoint. She coughs, her gag reflex activated, and needs to withdraw. Trying again, she is able to press a little further, but not much.
Suddenly, from the doorway, "What is this all about?" Startled, we both turn to the sound of the voice. It is Janice, Cindy's daughter, a scowl clouding her face. In our haste, we had neglected to close the door. She stood there with her hands on her hips. My first thought was, "Busted." My second was, "Where is the closest exit?" She stepped into the room, her hands still resting on her hips. Janice was just as beautiful as Cindy in a different manner. She is similar to her mother, blonde and fair, tall and slim with large tits jutting out from her chest as if supported by shelves. Her legs were long and symmetrical and at the present separated as far as her tight skirt would allow. The scowl turned to a smirk as she started to release the buttons down the front of her dress. As it opened, I could see her demi bra supporting those large globes but leaves her nipples and the tops of her hooters unclad. Next her flat stomach, indented only by her navel. Then an out curving of her lower abdomen. She stopped at the last button, hiding her panties. "Let me show you how that is done." She opened the last button and turned, her back to me as she shrugged the dress to the floor. Turning again, she resumed moving toward the bed. She pushed the red bikini to the floor.
She nudged Laury from between my legs, her mouth came off my cock with a loud pop. Janice assumed the same position Laury had held and engulfed my prick with her lips. Her head bobbed down and kept going until her nose was in the curled hairs at the base of the shaft. "How do you do that?" Laury asked as she watched in disbelief as I held out my arms to her. She curled up beside me, my mouth inhaled a nipple. Janice's tongue moved over the underside of my hardon as her lips traveled its length. I watched her cheeks become hollow as she increased the suction the further down my stall she went. My hand was occupied on Laury's ass rubbing down dipping into her overly moist pussy carrying her juices back to her firm butt cheek. Janice's mouth was taking its toll on my concentration and suddenly I was cumming.
Laury felt my body stiffen and looked down at her stepsister to see the excess cum dribble through Janice's lips and down over my cock. "Now look at what you've done!' she shouted.
Laury pulled her mouth away from my prick and told her, "Don't worry, watch this." She pushed my cock down flat against my belly released it and it sprang back to attention. Somehow she knew I would still be hard. She scooped the small amount of cum off her chin and swept it back into her mouth. She drew her finger into her mouth and licked it clean before performing the same service for my cum covered dick.
Still chewing and sucking on her nipple, my hand at her pussy found Janice's distended clit. I drew tiny circles around it with my index finger, cradled it between two adjoining digits and sliding it forward and back. Her entire crotch was wet, soaked. I drew her up over me and let her arrange my erect organ at her pussy. As she settled down on me, restrained an urge to thrust upward, allowing her to control the speed with which I filled her.
Janice came up over my face and placed a thigh on either side of my neck facing Laury. I welcomed her with a quick flick of my tongue. I wanted to show her I was as apt a cunt licker as she was a cock sucker. She relaxed her pelvis over my mouth as my extended tongue entered her moist canal. With only a slight movement of my jaw, I was able to also French kiss her puckered little rosebud. Sliding out and in the opposite direction, I licked through her slit and onto her clit. Her hips started to make little jerky movements against my mouth. I could feel her already copious amount of pussy juice actually increase in volume. I brought my hands up to cup her ass cheeks and slowly inserted a finger into her pussy and ass hole.
Laury was now completely ensconced by my hardon. Instead of moving Up and down on it, her movements were parallel to my body. This action caused me to move in and out of her pussy and to stimulate her clit against my pubic bone. Her juices were flowing down my prick and over my heated balls. I could feel it oozing down the cleft of my ass.
As both girls increased their rapid movements, their (and my) moans increased in audibility. Janice bounded against my mouth and fingers and Laury was doing the same against my crotch. Without warning, I felt Laury's body tense, and her pussy started gushing even more fluid. The start of her orgasm brought mine on and as my prick exploded inside her pussy, Janice started to cum too. The girls collapsed into each others arms as I felt my cock start to become flaccid.
Exhausted, covered with sweat and bodily fluids, we lay there stroking and caressing each other until we had recovered. We went into the bathroom and showered each other. When we were all cleaned and dried, I put on my clothes and left.
A couple of nights later, I pulled into my favorite saloon and went inside. My best friend Steve greeted me as I sat beside him at the bar. We started talking about cars, and of course how the waitress's ass was about two hand spans wide, in other words we had no specific topic of conversation. By coincidence, I was looking in the mirror behind the bar when I saw Cindy walk in with another woman. She was wearing a navy blue mini skirt with large white buttons, the bottom one unfastened. She had a matching jacket that ended just below her bodice. It was a nice accent to her beautiful tits. Her white blouse was open at the neck showing her cleavage. She had a velvet choker with a cameo at the center. This necklace was a style at the time, one I would like to see return. Her friend, a beauty with dark red hair, the highlights were almost crimson, was dressed similarly. Her mini was black with white stripes and her blouse was black silk. Her nipples were clearly defined against its surface. I tapped Steve on the forearm and pointed into the mirror. His lips pursed into a silent whistle. I told him that I knew the blonde. "Give me a minute." I told him.
As they chose a table and sat down, I approached them. "Hi Cindy, can I buy you and your friend a drink?"
"Sonny!" she looked at me, a large smile on her face. "I know about what Richard did, I didn't think you would still like me."
"Hell, that was Richard, you didn't do anything. I always judge people by how they treat me, not how their families treat me. Of course if you are saying that you agree with Richard, then I will withdraw the offer."
She snickered and her friend was laughing out loud. "He is an ass hole, and thank you, I would love a drink. Have a seat." She introduced her friend as Kaye. I shook her hand after she offered it.
As I was sitting down, Steve sauntered over to the table. I introduced him to the ladies and pointed to the remaining chair. We talked, laughed and kidded each other. Cindy and Kaye were on a girls night out and had already had a few drinks at another watering hole, and a little tipsy. Cindy had several times mentioned some of Richard's failings. Most of the implications were of a sexual nature. She called him the minute man and several times used the euphemism of Little Dick. Kaye was recently divorced and laughed at each of these. I gave her a sympathetic look and patted her on the knee, and then let my hand rest there. She made no attempt to remove it.
By the time Steve ordered us another round, my hand was at the hem of her skirt massaging her inner thigh. Cindy was stroking her empty glass up and down. I tapped Steve's shin with my foot and made a little circle with my index finger pointing down. He took the cue and asked Kaye to dance.
I turned to Cindy, turned and lifted her chin with a finger and leaned my mouth to hers. I lightly licked her lips, tasting her lipstick and then brought our lips into contact. My tongue passed her lips and contacted her waiting tongue. I moved my hand to cup her pussy. Her panties were hat and damp. She sucked on my tongue like it was a small prick. I insinuated a finger under the leg band of her panties and whispered in her ear, "Let's get out of here."
"But what about Kaye, she..." she started.
"She's in good hands." I interrupted, pointing to the dance floor. She and Steve were dancing closely as if they were old friends.
"But I'm old enough to..." she tried a new argument.
"I don't care how old you are, I don't believe in age." I kissed her again.
Hesitantly, she reached for her purse and stood. I walked with her to the door, my arm around her waist, my hand resting on her ass, feeling the undulations it made.
Before we were out of the parking lot, she had unzipped my fly and had my cock in her hands. Her fingernails lightly scraping up and down the entire length. As I pulled into my driveway, she bent it to the side and pushed it back inside my jeans. I opened the door for her and walked her to the door. I unlocked, and led her to the bedroom.
I am not the neatest person and had to remove some clothes from the bed. When I turned around, her bolero jacket was off, and the tail of her blouse was out of her waist band, two more buttons undone.
"Wait, I wanted to do that." I told her. Her fingers froze on the third button.
I walked to where she was standing, and took her in my arm. Actually it was arm, my other hand had replaced hers on that next to the last button on her blouse. Completely loose and only draped over her shoulders, I put my hand inside and cupped her full breast in my hand. I twisted her nipple through her bra, as I kissed her full lips. Her bra was a front fastening style, thank you Cindy, that I unfastened easily. I slipped them off her shoulders and laid them on a chair. I knelt in front of her and released the buttons on her skirt and set it beside her other clothing. I reached behind her and grasping her ass, pulled her toward me, my mouth found her navel. I tongue fucked her belly button as I slid her wet panties down her shapely flanks.
I stood and bent, picked her up and carried her to the bed setting her down gently. This brought a slight giggle from her throat. She watched as I removed my T-shirt and jeans. She already knew I wasn't wearing underwear. I kicked off my loafers and joined her on my bed. Her arms went around my neck, pulling my mouth to hers. I laid a hand on her tit on the bottom at the crease where it unfolds from her ribs. Fingertips slightly traced the fold around to her underarm and back a little higher on the return trip. With a little more pressure, I made another concentric circle inside the earlier arc. That time when I moved it back, My fingers were over her hard little nipple. I drew very light circles around it, feeling it harden even more. I broke the kiss and lightly, softly bit her other nipple, then I sucked it inside my mouth.
She placed her hands on my shoulders, and pushed me around and down onto my back. Continuing that motion, she sat up and bent over my hard cock. She placed a very soft kiss on the tip and then looking at me with a smile, licked the precum from her lips. Pursing her lips, she kissed it open mouthed with a light suction. Her tongue circumvented the head, and then opening her mouth wide, she took the whole glans inside. She looked at me with a twinkle in her eye, and then her head dipped lower onto the shaft. Involuntary thrusts started in my pelvis and with both hands, she pushed down calming them. On the third downward push, her lips were against the base of my dick. Her head started moving up and down rapidly, I felt my nuts tightening, then when I felt cumming was inevitable, she stopped and squeezed the base hard and waited until I no longer would ejaculate. She raised up off my prick, turned to lie beside me and said, "Now it's my turn."
"I thought you would never ask." I said as I slid between her legs and laid her thighs on my shoulders. I raised her ass off the bed and kissed her wet shaved lips. I licked up her slit, a small spasm of pleasure rippled through her stomach muscles when I flicked over her clit. Using little pecks, I kissed back down across her perineum to her tight little ass hole. I licked in a spiral from the outer edges to the center and pushed my tongue inside. Then, out and back to her clit, creating another spiral until I was concentrating on her engorged little nub. Shudders of pleasure preceded the flood of juices that erupted from her pussy.
While she was still coming, I raised up and entered her pulsating love canal with the head of my hard prick. I waited until for her to relax, come down and as her orgasm subsided, I entered her fully. Her moans were loud and throaty, her pubes met mine with every thrust, and she came again. She came so hard, my cock was forced from her pussy by its contraction.
I turned her over onto her stomach, raised her to her knees and placed my cock at her ass. "No, please." she said, "That hurts."
I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "I won't hurt you, just do as I say." I pushed forward with my cock barely opening her tight little rosebud. "Now push out as if you are trying to have a bowel movement." As she did, her sphincter relaxed and the head, wet from her juices, popped inside. I hesitated allowing her to adjust to me, and then slapped her hard on her ass. She jerked pulling me in a little further. I reached underneath her and caressed her clit with my fingertips. Her gyrating hips pulled me a little closer to her. Inch by inch, she was being ass fucked for the first time and the penetration was through her movements. When she was fully relaxed, I started pushing until my balls were against her pussy lips. I slowly rocked backward and forward her ass hole gripping me tightly increasing the speed and force slowly constantly, when she came a third time, she felt my hot sperm flood her bowels.
I laid down bedside her, sliding my arm under her above her tits. She bent down placing a light kiss on my lips and said, "I didn't know that could be so good."
"It will be that good every time." I promised, and it was we continued to see each other for 2 years until I transferred to another school. I never slept with Janice or Laury again. Steve and Kaye were married a year later and are still happy, or so they say. Richard continued in his little shop, apparently still using the wrench he paid such a high price for.
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