He Was Almost Three Times Her Size
A Dani and Lorena Story
Dani and Lorena are inspired by characters in my 6-part Luscious Leftovers series, and other stories.
By Ms. Pamela Lightener
"Hey, sweetie. Wake up. It's 10:30, you lazy little shit."
The beautiful college freshman didn't want to wake up. She didn't want to have breakfast, she didn't want to have her bath, and she didn't want to start her day. She wanted to sleep. Being up all night binge watching multiple streaming series aimed at her demographic did not serve to make her bright-eyed and bushy-tailed this morning. But her mid-30s lover and mistress had other ideas, and as usual, Lorena would get her way.
"Leave me alone."
SMACK!
The sound was loud and the sting was sharp, and the petite, naked blonde remained in dreamland no more. She was awake, alert, and with a pink handprint on her pretty little ass. Lorena did love that sound, and often delivered butt smacks to her delectable housemate whether she deserved them or not. That was one of the perks of being dominant, wealthy, and having a girl like Danielle living with her.
"Ow! Lori!!"
"Change in plans" announced the impressive, commanding Latina owner of the house where Danielle had resided for nearly two months. "I've got an emergency with one of my companies. I'm firing a manager, a controller, and an operations manager this morning, and then meeting their replacements at the location later in the day. So busy day. I'm out of here in a few minutes, and won't be back until tomorrow."
"OK, fine. Have a good trip. Can I go back to sleep now?"
"Nope. I've got someone coming over to stay with you overnight while I'm gone. This is too big of a house for you to be on your own, and I'm just not comfortable with that."
"A babysitter? I'm getting a babysitter? Come on, Lori. I'm eighteen."
"Not a babysitter. He's an old friend and we used to work security together before I figured out business and property management and got filthy rich. His name's Daryl, and he's a good guy. He's going to make sure everything's cool here while I'm gone. This place is almost 5,000 square feet and you shouldn't be alone. And then I think I'm going to hire him, so I'll interview him when I return.
"So get your ass out of bed and get some clothes on. Or not, your choice, considering where we used to work. My first real job was a bouncer at a strip club, and Daryl was my boss. We've both seen a lot of naked chicks." Lorena laughed to herself. "He'll be here at 3, and he's always on time. But look, I'm very serious here. He's a good friend. Treat him right. And don't be put off by his appearance. He can be a little intimidating when you first meet him. OK, a lot. Just be nice, OK? Or I'll really beat your butt." Lorena winked at the disheveled girl in their bed, and then was out the door. A minute later Danielle heard one of Lorena's cars leaving the garage, and she resigned herself to making a decent appearance for her babysitter.
After lunch the petite college cheerleader decided to dress down for her visitor. Lorena usually kept her in skimpy, sexy outfits, such as a t-shirt and panties, or a flimsy little short dress. But Dani didn't want to put on a show for this guy she didn't know. So she got some jeans, socks and white trainers, and got one of Lorena's flannel shirts. The shirt was quite oversized, which made her look cute anyway, but it was the best she could do. She would have been adorable wearing a plastic trash bag.
A few minutes before 3 she heard what sounded like a 70s muscle car in the driveway, and peeking out the window saw a black Pontiac Trans Am looking like it just rolled off a Detroit assembly line, although it was made long before she was born.
She waited by the front door, and when it rang she opened it to find all 6-foot-7-inches and 270 pounds of Daryl Keith. She almost slammed the door in a panic, but managed to mumble a welcome and asked him to come in. She stuffed her hands into the pockets of her jeans to keep them from shaking, and Daryl brought in his overnight bag, closing the door behind him.
"I know, he said. The first time's kind of rough. No offense."
One way Daryl had been described is that it was as if Charles Bronson was a whole lot bigger but quite not as good looking. Over the years he figured that it was best to just let all the descriptions and first impressions roll off his back, and move on. Sometimes that took a bit of time, and it looked like this was going to be one of those times.
"No, no, it's fine. You're just kind of big. Lori didn't mention how big you are. So no, come in. Do you want something to drink?"
She got him a root beer, and she had a cola, and they sat in the living room, as far away from him as she could without seeming to be rude. He didn't act as if he noticed. She asked him how he knew Lorena, and he explained that more than 10 years ago he was running security in a strip club, and hired Lorena as a bouncer.
"I could tell she was tough and wouldn't take any crap, but I figured that a woman might be able to deescalate things before they got too serious. I found she could do that pretty well, and I taught her to swallow her pride and keep things cool, and that was a winner for everybody, for the club, for the customers. But she had also had some combat training, and she could handle herself if the shit went down, and sometimes it did. Sometimes it really went down." Daryl got a faraway look for a few moments, and then snapped out of it.
"But she got real smart in business and buying properties and didn't stay long. There isn't a lot of a future for a girl in that business. But we kept in touch after she left.
"I helped her out of a bad spot one night at the club, and I guess she appreciates it a lot, so she wants to talk to me about directing security and loss prevention at one of her bigger locations. I told her was just doing my job back then, but she's good people and remembers her friends.
"So how did you meet her, Danielle?"
Dani blushed, not wanting to tell the whole story about Lorena finding her naked and asleep after a party, and then pretty much keeping her as what she called a "luscious leftover." She was now Lorena's submissive lover, and was often handled and stimulated in various ways that pleased her mistress. She didn't say that.
"Oh, uh, we met at a party a few weeks ago and became friends. She lets me stay here now."
"Yeah, cool," said Daryl, with a look at might indicate that he knew the whole story, or it might not. Dani blushed again, but then again she often did when thinking about her relationship with Lorena. Daryl looked her straight in the eye: "She told me that you were the most important thing in the house, and that it was my responsibility to keep you safe, no matter what" He smiled at her, and Dani looked away, emotional over what Lorena had said.
He asked for a quick tour of the house and property, and seemed to take it all in without pausing. Walking around with Daryl, Dani was constantly amazed at how huge the man was, and how incredibly muscular. She also noticed a bit of a limp, and sometimes he grimaced when he took a step. There were a couple of scars on what was not previously a handsome face. Even the football players at her university didn't make this kind of impression. They were really just big kids. This was a man who had been through some real bad stuff. There was an air of potential violence and fury about him. It was just simmering, and that made her anxious.
"Well, things look good here. Are you sleeping in the Master Bedroom, Danielle?"
"Yes, Lori and...yes, that's where I'll sleep tonight."
