1,000 Work Hours, chapter 4
The next morning
Sammie woke up in Johnny's arms. He had tattoos all over his arms. The were loosely around Sammie's chest. She was naked, as well as Johnny. She moved Johnny's hand and he rolled over, still asleep. She got up, ass naked and she tried to find her silky robe. She finally found it and she left the room to go make some coffee. Around 15 minutes later Johnny came in just a pair of red boxers. Johnny walked over to where Sammie was and he put his arms around her from behind. Sammie turned around and Sammie and Johnny started to french kiss. They stopped kissing after a few minutes. They sat down and they drank coffee and talked.
"You gotta go in today?" Johnny asked.
"Yeah," Sammie replied. "Around one I have to be there."
"Cool," he said. There was silence.
"I really enjoyed last night, it's been a while since we had sex," Sammie said.
"Yeah," Johnny agreed. "You look good naked."
Sammie blushed. "Thanks, you too," she said and giggled.
They finished their coffee and they went to go take a shower together. They had sex while they were in the shower. They often had sex in the shower, Sammie loved having sex under the hot steamy water, it turned her on even more. After their 45 minute shower, they got dressed and Johnny had to go. Sammie got ready for work.
1:03
Sammie arrived at work. She got all ready and shit and then she picked up a sex advice magazine and was reading it for a while. After around 25 minutes of being at the Quick Stop, Tre decide to walk his happy, horny butt in to bug Sammie.
"Hey," Tre greeted leaning on the counter. "You and Johnny go out last night?" Tre asked.
"Yeah, we went out and then we went back to my house," I replied. I tossed the magazine aside.
"Did you guys fuck?" Tre asked.
"Yes, fuck he's good," Sammie replied.
"Is he big?" Tre asked.
"Whoa, what the fuck Tre?" Sammie asked.
"Yeah?" Tre asked.
"Why are you asking about my boyfriends dick?" Sammie asked.
"Just wondering," Tre said. There was a pause. "Well, is it big?"
"Sure," Sammie replied. "Big enough for me."
There was silence.
"...You're tight aren't you?" Tre asked randomly.
"Whoa! What?" Sammie asked.
"I know his penis is small, and if its big enough for you, then you have to be tight," Tre concluded.
Sammie just stared at him.
"How do you know he has a small penis?" Sammie asked.
"Cause, remember I came over one day and he was over and you guys just woke up from doing it. He was in a pair of jockeys. It's small, you're tight," Tre said.
I just stared at him.
"I'm so right," Tre said, a grin forming on his face.
"Maybe you are, but what does it matter to you?" Sammie asked.
"Nothing, just like to get on your nerves and shit, come on, you know that," Tre smirked.
"Yes Tre, I know," Sammie replied.
Tre finally went back to work a little while later. Only two people came in in a series or 5 hours. It was pretty boring. It was a Monday afternoon. Sammie closed up the Quick Stop and went to go get Tre. She thought she'd offer him a ride home. His car broke down last week and he's been having to take the bus. Sammie knocked on the door to the video place and Tre was standing at the counter looking bored as hell. She waved and he motioned for her to come in. She opened the door and walked in.
"Hey Tre," Sammie said.
"Hey man what's up?" he asked.
"Nothing much," she replied.
"That's cool," he said.
"I was wondering if you wanted a ride home, so you don't have to ride the bus," she said.
"Oh really?" Tre asked. "Thanks man, I really appreciate it, actually, I was wondering if I could come over anyway?" Tre asked.
"Sure, why man?" she asked.
"I got some weed from Billie and I was wondering if you'd want to smoke it," Tre offered.
"Oh, yeah, sure," Sammie replied. "I have that sweet bong at my house. We can use that."
"Yeah, alright," Tre said. "Leaving now?" Tre asked.
"Yeah," she replied.
Tre packed up his shit and they got in Sammie's car and she started to drive off to her place. They arrived at Sammie's house and they both got out of the car and walked up to the doorstep. Sammie fumbled with the keys and put one in the lock. They entered her house and she dropped her bag on the couch.
"The bong is in my room," Sammie said and took Tre to her room. It was a mess but still it was tolerable. Sammie had a few shirts and shit laying around but it was pretty clean. Sammie bent down to get a box out from under the bed. Tre sat on the bed. She got out a small box and got out a long device called a bong. Tre smiled. He reached into his pocket and he had two full baggies of weed.
"Holy shit," Sammie commented.
"Yeah, I know," Tre said. "Complements or 2$ Bill," Tre said with a wink.
They laughed. They got the bong ready and Tre took the first puff. Then Sammie, they both sat on her bed passing the bong back and fourth. Soon they had smoked almost all the pot and were as high as hell. They were laughing their asses off at nothing, laying on Sammie's bed, the bong put out and laying on the night stand.
"So you really love Johnny, eh?" Tre asked.
"Eh, sometimes," Sammie replied. "I love you more."
He looked over at her and stared.
"Really?" he asked.
She was so high, she didn't even register saying that.
"Yeah," she replied.
Tre stared at her dreamily.
"I love you too," he said. "You're really pretty."
Sammie blushed. He leaned over and they looked into each others eyes. Their pupils dilated like hell. Tre leaned and he kissed Sammie fully on the lips. They started to kiss more. Tre got on top of Sammie and he started kissing her more wetly.
They started to make out. Tons of tongue, They made out for a long time and Tre felt her up. Then Sammie didn't want to go any further. She thought of Johnny. They fell asleep like that, in each others arms on her bed.
Sammie woke up in Johnny's arms. He had tattoos all over his arms. The were loosely around Sammie's chest. She was naked, as well as Johnny. She moved Johnny's hand and he rolled over, still asleep. She got up, ass naked and she tried to find her silky robe. She finally found it and she left the room to go make some coffee. Around 15 minutes later Johnny came in just a pair of red boxers. Johnny walked over to where Sammie was and he put his arms around her from behind. Sammie turned around and Sammie and Johnny started to french kiss. They stopped kissing after a few minutes. They sat down and they drank coffee and talked.
"You gotta go in today?" Johnny asked.
"Yeah," Sammie replied. "Around one I have to be there."
"Cool," he said. There was silence.
"I really enjoyed last night, it's been a while since we had sex," Sammie said.
"Yeah," Johnny agreed. "You look good naked."
Sammie blushed. "Thanks, you too," she said and giggled.
They finished their coffee and they went to go take a shower together. They had sex while they were in the shower. They often had sex in the shower, Sammie loved having sex under the hot steamy water, it turned her on even more. After their 45 minute shower, they got dressed and Johnny had to go. Sammie got ready for work.
1:03
Sammie arrived at work. She got all ready and shit and then she picked up a sex advice magazine and was reading it for a while. After around 25 minutes of being at the Quick Stop, Tre decide to walk his happy, horny butt in to bug Sammie.
"Hey," Tre greeted leaning on the counter. "You and Johnny go out last night?" Tre asked.
"Yeah, we went out and then we went back to my house," I replied. I tossed the magazine aside.
"Did you guys fuck?" Tre asked.
"Yes, fuck he's good," Sammie replied.
"Is he big?" Tre asked.
"Whoa, what the fuck Tre?" Sammie asked.
"Yeah?" Tre asked.
"Why are you asking about my boyfriends dick?" Sammie asked.
"Just wondering," Tre said. There was a pause. "Well, is it big?"
"Sure," Sammie replied. "Big enough for me."
There was silence.
"...You're tight aren't you?" Tre asked randomly.
"Whoa! What?" Sammie asked.
"I know his penis is small, and if its big enough for you, then you have to be tight," Tre concluded.
Sammie just stared at him.
"How do you know he has a small penis?" Sammie asked.
"Cause, remember I came over one day and he was over and you guys just woke up from doing it. He was in a pair of jockeys. It's small, you're tight," Tre said.
I just stared at him.
"I'm so right," Tre said, a grin forming on his face.
"Maybe you are, but what does it matter to you?" Sammie asked.
"Nothing, just like to get on your nerves and shit, come on, you know that," Tre smirked.
"Yes Tre, I know," Sammie replied.
Tre finally went back to work a little while later. Only two people came in in a series or 5 hours. It was pretty boring. It was a Monday afternoon. Sammie closed up the Quick Stop and went to go get Tre. She thought she'd offer him a ride home. His car broke down last week and he's been having to take the bus. Sammie knocked on the door to the video place and Tre was standing at the counter looking bored as hell. She waved and he motioned for her to come in. She opened the door and walked in.
"Hey Tre," Sammie said.
"Hey man what's up?" he asked.
"Nothing much," she replied.
"That's cool," he said.
"I was wondering if you wanted a ride home, so you don't have to ride the bus," she said.
"Oh really?" Tre asked. "Thanks man, I really appreciate it, actually, I was wondering if I could come over anyway?" Tre asked.
"Sure, why man?" she asked.
"I got some weed from Billie and I was wondering if you'd want to smoke it," Tre offered.
"Oh, yeah, sure," Sammie replied. "I have that sweet bong at my house. We can use that."
"Yeah, alright," Tre said. "Leaving now?" Tre asked.
"Yeah," she replied.
Tre packed up his shit and they got in Sammie's car and she started to drive off to her place. They arrived at Sammie's house and they both got out of the car and walked up to the doorstep. Sammie fumbled with the keys and put one in the lock. They entered her house and she dropped her bag on the couch.
"The bong is in my room," Sammie said and took Tre to her room. It was a mess but still it was tolerable. Sammie had a few shirts and shit laying around but it was pretty clean. Sammie bent down to get a box out from under the bed. Tre sat on the bed. She got out a small box and got out a long device called a bong. Tre smiled. He reached into his pocket and he had two full baggies of weed.
"Holy shit," Sammie commented.
"Yeah, I know," Tre said. "Complements or 2$ Bill," Tre said with a wink.
They laughed. They got the bong ready and Tre took the first puff. Then Sammie, they both sat on her bed passing the bong back and fourth. Soon they had smoked almost all the pot and were as high as hell. They were laughing their asses off at nothing, laying on Sammie's bed, the bong put out and laying on the night stand.
"So you really love Johnny, eh?" Tre asked.
"Eh, sometimes," Sammie replied. "I love you more."
He looked over at her and stared.
"Really?" he asked.
She was so high, she didn't even register saying that.
"Yeah," she replied.
Tre stared at her dreamily.
"I love you too," he said. "You're really pretty."
Sammie blushed. He leaned over and they looked into each others eyes. Their pupils dilated like hell. Tre leaned and he kissed Sammie fully on the lips. They started to kiss more. Tre got on top of Sammie and he started kissing her more wetly.
They started to make out. Tons of tongue, They made out for a long time and Tre felt her up. Then Sammie didn't want to go any further. She thought of Johnny. They fell asleep like that, in each others arms on her bed.
