Ménage A Cart
© 2000 by Adhara Law

I probably didn't need the Ding Dongs.  Hell, I probably needed them less than I needed the economy-size bag of chips trying to hide behind the milk in my grocery cart.  Unsuccessfully, I might add.  I saw the look that snotty little whippet gave me in the next line over.  Her pert little bleached-blonde head looked me up and down when she saw what I was hauling up to the checkout counter.  Yeah, have an M&M, you five-foot tribute to plastic.

So I could stand to lose a few pounds.  But when you've got about fifty rings in your tree trunk, losing is easier said than done.  If the extra pudge in my thighs and middle decided to set up permanent shop, well then, so be it.  It's not like it mattered much anyway - Hal had either lost interest or was chasing some skinnier tail these days.  Been about six months, now that I think about it.  I bet it's that girl who delivers the office supplies.

Can I blame him? Nah, not really.  Hal's a good guy.  A great husband.  Never an unkind word in all our years of marriage.  And he's always made a good living to take care of his wife and kids.  I've had friends with asshole husbands, abusive husbands, and no husbands at all after a nasty divorce.  I guess I can't complain, even if our sex life hasn't exactly been paradise lately.

Christ, lady, how many coupons do you have in that wallet, and how many of them aren't the ones you're looking for?

At least the tabloids haven't changed.  Jesus is still scheduled to drop by, 100 pound babies are still being born, and Elvis is still the King.  I've got fifty bucks that says Billy Graham is mentioned on page two.

Hey, now.  What's this? Wow, would you check out that cover.  Hollywood Now.  Now that's a photo shoot no one would have dared to do twenty years ago.  Four people from some popular TV show all in bed together.  I think I've seen a little of that show when Hal channel surfs.  Two girls and two guys.  And they're all lying under these white sheets on a clean white bed, without a stitch of clothing.  Oh, the sheet covers it up so you can't see anything, but you can tell.  Wow.

And they're all touching each other and laughing.  I don't mean touching each other like that kind of touching each other.  I mean like they're all.I don't know, more than friends and they're okay with that.  As if it's normal for four people in their mid-twenties to be naked in bed together.

The girl in the middle - she's got long red hair, goes right down to her waist.  She's got the sheet pulled up so you can just barely see the side of her breast, just enough coverage to make the picture legal.  She's got her head thrown back and she's laughing.  The guy behind her - I think on the show he's supposed to be her best friend - has his hand on her bare waist.  It's kind of high, just barely underneath her breast, as if he's testing just how far he can go while the cameras are rolling.  You know, that accidental "it's all so busy and we're all having so much fun, I wasn't really trying to cop a feel, honest" kind of thing.

And the girl behind him is looking at the camera.  She's got this devious smile on her face, like she knows something that the readers don't.  Like maybe something went on after the shoot that the cameras didn't catch.

There's always someone who forgets to grab milk until they're in the checkout line and decides to send their eight year old son out into the store to get it while we all wait, our chicken defrosting by the second.

Wow.  Can you imagine cuddling under those sheets like that, two gorgeous, young guys on either side of you and that woman under the sheets, too, everything all warm and kind of hot from all the body heat? Maybe that's what she's smiling about.  Maybe she's saying, you're standing in the checkout line, looking at this cover, this picture snapped at just the right moment, when we're smiling and laughing and everyone's a little nervous and really turned on.  And you have no idea that my right hand is under the sheet, grazing his thigh while he rests his hands on her naked hip, and she pushes her nipples just forward enough so they graze his back.  And you can't see that his cock is rock hard under the sheet, and he's rolling his hips forward to press it up against my bare ass.

And what if after the shoot they just kind of lay there, not really wanting to get up just yet? Maybe one of them decided to test the others, seeing how far she could go before they pushed her hands away.  She might have slid her hand down his thigh and skimmed the front of it before sliding it back up again, a little closer to his cock this time.  And while she does that, he begins nestling the redhead's neck, kissing the bare skin just below the hairline.

And maybe this got the other guy a little worked up, seeing these two women in bed with him, warm and naked and a little sweaty, too.  So he turns around and in one smooth move, takes one of her hard nipples between his lips.  Oh, yes.  She'd like that.  She'd start grinding her ass into the cock of the guy behind her, making him even harder than he already is while the girl behind him reaches forward to pet his balls.

But she's not content to just sit there and watch all this.  Oh, no.  She's getting pretty wet, so she gets a little adventurous - maybe she's never touched a woman before, but she sure as hell feels like doing it now.  She can't resist the warm skin of this other woman sandwiched between two men.  So she slides around a bit, maneuvers herself down, and gently eases her way up her thighs.  She can smell how wet the redhead is.  That's when she reaches the tip of her tongue out and barely grazes the redhead's pussy.  Wow, she's never heard such a moan before.

It's a mass of bodies and flesh, and sex and musk and hair and white sheets.  maybe the camera crew is still around and some of them are letting the film roll - but it doesn't matter, because the group on the bed is so into it, so ready to fuck and lick and suck each other.  The redhead flips onto her knees and slips a cock into her mouth.  It belongs to the guy who was in front of her, sucking and biting her nipples.  She whimpers a little when the other girl gets underneath her and turns the other way, licking her clit while the guy behind her pushes his cock into her cunt.  He's fucking her, just pushing hard into her while she takes another man's cock down her throat, the scent of another woman's pussy right there under her.  And maybe it's too much for them all, too much fucking and pussy and cock and white sheets, and oh my god she's coming and he's coming and they're all coming while he pounds into her mouth and her cunt and -

"Paper or plastic? Ma'am? Would you prefer paper or plastic?"

Fuck.

I've got coupons here somewhere.  Shit.

"Ma'am? Would you like some help out with this?"

He's at least in his early twenties.  Nice build.  Good teeth.

"Yes." I've got a paper bag crunched between my fingers so hard it hurts. "I'm going to need some help taking this out to my car. _Right now._"

MENAGE A CART by Adhara Law © 2000 .  All rights reserved. May not be reproduced or distributed without express permission of the author.
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